Suburbs have their own very unique language. Without words they speak loudly about themselves, their time and their story.
And yet between the walls everything is quiet.
As if life itself has been pushed away to make room for straight lines, fences and gates.
But in the silence and haunting emptiness, the buildings seem undecided about the fate of this deserted space between them.
“What can be said of us?” – they ask.
“What can be said of this emptiness between us?”
“Are we merely containers of shattered destinies – inheritors of misfortune?.”
“Or are we” – one particularly grey building suggests – “a blank canvas – the foundation of infinite possibilities?!.”
The others look – in silence – before they quickly close their shutters…
On several occasions we’ve been exploring empty spaces here at Sploosh. We are extremely inspired and fascinated by the language of silence, of how much can be said without saying anything at all. Have a look here to explore other locations with us.
Images by Kasper Nybo Photography for Sploosh.