A friend of mine introduced me to a local jewellery maker and artist who had done a shoot in this very factory – he, however had been given the keys by the owners… We went on search for the building and though at first it looked like it would be impossible to get in, an easy shuffle up a wall lead us to a precariously placed and extremely old ladder on the other side – easy entry! All of the original reels were still inside, with faded dyed cottons, purples, pastels shimmering in the otherwise dusty grey room. They had been tied up in a silly position by some prankstA, and to be honest it added to the whole ridiculousness of it all! This building was beautiful, towering, solid and still had all of everything you would imagine a spinning and weaving mill to have – why was this left like this?! Even the paperwork was strewn all over the office, ancient bottles of champagne now riddled amongst the paper, fabrics and dirt. The machinery especially was in incredibly condition, the clock-in clock-out names were still in their slots and in the store rooms, there were light bulbs the size of my head. A really fascinating place, now lost in the rubble…
Lost in the Rubble ~ Jessica Kim 