This is an old abandoned house that we found in the Tehachapi mountains. Probably more than a hundred years old and the earth is slowly reclaiming it. Gravity is pulling it towards the dirt while the sun, the rain and the snow break down the wood, molecule by molecule. Nature is in no rush. The result is inevitable. It made me think of the people that lived there carving out a hard scrabble life with no electricity. One thing that’s weird as you get older is that the way you view time opens up. Lengths of time that used to seem like forever seem more tangible every year. I’m 54 now. When I think about 100 years ago it makes sense. It’s not abstract. I can imagine it, and the reality is that, relatively speaking, it’s not that long ago. I’ve been thinking about this building almost every day since I took these pictures.

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