Trash City
One man's trash is another man's... home, art canvas, & dog park.
While exploring the Bay Area I learned of this odd placed called the Albany Bulb. Apparently during the industrial era of San Francisco it was a landfill of concrete chunks and construction refuse, that overtime grew into a peninsula stretching out to 60 acres. Of course the city realized this was a bad idea, stopped using it as so, and nature began to run it's course and it flourished with plant life.
I went out there a little timid, hearing it was full of homeless people who've inhabited it for the past decade, and a graffiti artist's haven. It turns out everybody was evicted a couple months ago, so this was perfect timing to document the area before it's developed into a public park.
Artists have created some brilliant sculptures out of rubbish.
The bums may be gone, but I still made a friend.
An a-maze-ing place.
Street artists training zone before actually hitting the streets.
Follow the yellow & blue chunk road... (look close for SF and the Golden Gate in the background)
Jerry's not dead.
Of course there's a shoe-tree.
Untitled, 2014.
It's a little depressing here.
Almost made it from Alcatraz.
The Castle.
You can too polish a turd.