fubuki
oh so soho
Soho is brilliant. On the first pass, you find yourself in blocks of decrepit post-industrial decay - crusting paint, rusting metal, graffiti and old padlocks. But like the homes of the Roman nobility, the exterior is a carefully contrived facade. Nestled inside these buildings are the elite of the art and media world in all their chic and ultramodern glory. Tampen and I were shooting decay shots along Mercer Street, snapping and talking along the way, when he paused and pointed at an off-white nearly non-descript building just in front of us. 'that's Rupert Murdoch's. he lives there, $28 million i recall.' that was the moment i realized the genius of Soho. the graffiti was more art-fueled than gang related, the decay was more affectation than apathy. i love secrets hidden behind a screen of disinformation. signal and noise. what a great place.
editors note: Rupe's been trying to sell his $28 million dollar digs since June. check out the slideshow on the second page.
oh so soho
Soho is brilliant. On the first pass, you find yourself in blocks of decrepit post-industrial decay - crusting paint, rusting metal, graffiti and old padlocks. But like the homes of the Roman nobility, the exterior is a carefully contrived facade. Nestled inside these buildings are the elite of the art and media world in all their chic and ultramodern glory. Tampen and I were shooting decay shots along Mercer Street, snapping and talking along the way, when he paused and pointed at an off-white nearly non-descript building just in front of us. 'that's Rupert Murdoch's. he lives there, $28 million i recall.' that was the moment i realized the genius of Soho. the graffiti was more art-fueled than gang related, the decay was more affectation than apathy. i love secrets hidden behind a screen of disinformation. signal and noise. what a great place.
editors note: Rupe's been trying to sell his $28 million dollar digs since June. check out the slideshow on the second page.