There's a vacant lot not far from the studio, where a run-down apartment complex used to be. The building always seemed to be at the centre of some kind of incident. Lots of screaming, sirens, yelling and crying.
It was razed a couple of years ago and is slated to be redeveloped for supportive housing. In the mean time, the site has become a dumping ground.
This past summer, someone planted a few vegetables and some flowers and slowly, some of the native plants are working their way back up through the concrete.
Today the sun almost came out; I slipped through the fencing and dropped down into what used to be the basement level. Amongst the rubble and the foundation walls which have been tagged and then painted over - Brenda.