Thursday, July 5, 2007

Happy Hour

The magic hour at sunrise can transform a scratched up warehouse window into a work of art. The Presidio is slowly evolving into classy playground - as it should - though many romantic artists worry that the past will be lost to the future. In general, photographers are old warehouse freaks. If they get a change to visit a junkyard during twilight, they call it "happy hour."

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