Factory (an ongoing serial)

And yet, and yet...a few signs of life. A factory building on South Rockwell, the oldest of the old, its ancient arched windows completely bricked up, thanks to technological advancements in industrial lighting. It might otherwise seem abandoned. But a side door stands propped open, and the overhead lights inside are already glaring vibrantly, before 8 A.M., the door appearing as a bold rectangle of light against the drizzly gloom outside. Through the doorway can be seen aluminum barrels, brand new but empty, their sides gleaming brilliantly in the harsh light, patiently awaiting their destined use.

Somebody must fill these barrels, use them for some unknown purpose, and draw a paycheck for doing so. A paycheck to be taken home to a young, scuffling family, putting sustenance on the table and a dry roof overhead, while they plot and strive to advance in this difficult world.

(See the entire installation here.)