My fascination with car parks grew out of a need to expand upon my range of subject matter, from specifically derelict sites to general urban areas. I sought the same sense of frisson but in the most mundane places. To prove a point to myself I begun to poke around the backs of buildings, wander down alleyways, peer into empty shops and explore the ubiquitous concrete edifices of car parks. These lithic places turned out to be all the more fascinating because they were not, generally, conceived of as high architecture. The structures, though clearly functional, were throwaway. They were, I realised, the happen-chance, Brutalist leftovers and architectural anomalies which hid in the crevices, like microscopic fractal geometries. They appeared to deviate from the norm, to stray from the template. They were both futuristic and ancient spaces. As possible habitats they were cruelly forbidding but as photographic subject they revealed themselves to be the deeply fascinating.
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