There once was a time when we created not just for function but for appeal, when we designed things to make our lives easy, as well as for those things to be easy on the eyes. There is a sense of loss, its physical, but also emotional, when the older buildings are removed and replaced with structures that closely resemble steel slabs or concrete cuboids.
I don’t do it often enough now, but I once had a fascination with capturing old buildings around Georgetown… but they seem to be vanishing faster than ever now; I hear it’s the sign of progress.
Like everything else in life, if we don’t fight to keep it, then we will lose it, but most of us seem to have grown up in a time when that “fight” is not in us, where we accept the decisions of others, because we believe that our voice, our opinion does not make a difference in the grand scheme of things.
Canon EOS 60D, Sigma 10-20mm | Regent Street, Bourda, Georgetown, Guyana.
Click on the image to see it in the gallery, along with other images from around Georgetown, Guyana.
Too true.
What a pity! Your photo brings back lots of memories of my birthplace.
All we have are memories, even these photos and stories may soon be lost to time.
I was looking at this beautiful scene this morning. Delicately arranged branches and trees, and behind it this big, ugly, orange and green painted (no joke) concrete box. Even if I could have figured out a shot to disguise it, my mood was spoiled.
it’s the Caribbean, those colours are almost expected… but the box… jeez.