I took this in Akureyri, Iceland around 3am in the middle of July, and I keep coming back to it. Out of about 500 photos of one of the most beautiful countries I've ever been to, this was my personal favorite. Rusted "junk" upstaging the mountains. This solidified my realization that no matter where I'm taking pictures, I'm consistently drawn to industrial scenes, decay, neglect, etc...even when I'm surrounded by wild, untouched nature. I think it's because urban decay presents more of a challenge. Mountains and oceans are there practically posing for the camera...so consistently photogenic. Then there are the victims of urban decay, hiding from the camera and looking sad, unloved, and mysterious.
There's something fascinating to me about how people treat property, or sometimes don't treat it at all. I picture those rusty old items, or decaying buildings as they were when they were new and wonder how long it took before they failed, fell apart, or were neglected. I like that when you look closely at manmade things, you can see the layers, just as you see layers in rock, or wood in nature. Everything is significant, and of couse there's a constant struggle for power. Nature destroys our things, we destroy nature; But if we can somehow forgive destruction, there's often beauty in it.
