Somewhere in Portland, there's a very old building, and that very old building has a very, very old basement. An incredible basement, a video-game-level basement, a set-decorator's dream basement.
And when you walk past the janitors office, with the wonderfully decked halls...
And tromp down a sunken hallway...
You find a old room. Mostly empty, dusty, and dead quiet.
And then you start to look closer at the walls.
I came across this Freshly Pressed blog post today while thawing in front of the fire post run. It's a beautiful find. Haunting. Two worlds colliding if you will. Print media and all that is the internet. Meet. Head to Head. I find it striking that the print images remain, gazing at what they have become. I loved this.
Awesome.