I’ve saved the shopfloor to last as, well, there wasn’t much of interest to shoot. 380000 square feet of basically f*** all and pigeons. The mill had been methodically stripped of everything. But as a photographer, that’s fine as it forces me to look beyond the empty space and try harder to see things. It also allows me time to reflect and imagine the place alive with people, machinery, noise, fork lifts beeping and phones ringing.

The silence is deafening

Mirror image

The end.