Monday, 2 February 2015

The rusted mullions on the horse barns buckle and warp after decades of neglect. The masonry suffers from a stress fracture while the lack of an overhang ensures egress. Cardboard padding on the inside wall blocks out the light entirely, shutting the eye to the wind, the mind to the sun.

By the track metal drums stand on skeletal frames. The desperately lunging herd is filmed from within as eyes roll intently in their blinkered sockets, frothing and heaving. Paper slips and beer cups, painted nails and aftershave. 

A day at the races circa 1950. (CVA)

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