A few shots from a factory visit. Thought this warning sign was quite funny. Part Skeletor, part Hannibal Lector/ Jason from Hallowe’en. The unfolded cardboard box as sofa was a cunning idea, positioned outside the canteen. Oh, those Turks, as Eartha Kitt would say.
Saw these lights in a covered market in Williamsburg, Brooklyn a while back. I like the random, haphazard nature. Like a junk box chandelier or a post-apocalyptic mobile that would give a baby nightmares.