Ruins are inherently fascinating. During the weekend we hike along the Hudson in Cold Springs and stumble upon crumbling mansions that are tucked deep inside the woods. It’s an harrowing image to think of – entire families leaving and moving on, their farming machinery left to rot in the back of the house. What do we take with us? What really matters? Abandoned wells fill with frogs. Ruins invite fiction and echoes.
When I see ruins, I can’t help but think of the foreclosure market and how many families are forced to abandon their homes. Do you leave the dishes in the sink? The morning coffee mugs in the cabinet? It’s frightening.
There are a thousand steps and every step is different from the next. Zeke shows me how an animal would negotiate hard terrain. Sometimes he jumps three feet down, completely trusting the fall.