The Zine

Picture an apple being thrown in the garden. Over time it rots away, bit by bit. From frame to frame the apple loses its sheen, one small change at a time. I think cities go through this same cycle. They start off shiny and new, then bits of them decay a little at a time. There’s a point in the cycle where you see the decay in a building, but you also catch glimpses of the building in its heyday.