Beneath the industrial hangars of Brussels, light settles like dust.
The walls hold the memory of a slowed-down time, where concrete turns into a sensitive, soft material
Deposits is a walk through these suspended spaces, where the night seems to forget the existence of the sun.
The walls hold the memory of a slowed-down time, where concrete turns into a sensitive, soft material
Deposits is a walk through these suspended spaces, where the night seems to forget the existence of the sun.
TOUR & TAXIS
Brussels, industry, slowness, matter, silence | Camera: Fujifilm X-T30 II
