While on my solo walk over the long weekend, I made a point to stop by this gravel pit some 25 minutes walk from Ephraim's parents' place. Ephraim refers to it as the quarry, but I'm not sure that's entirely accurate. I sure as shit would never ever want to go swimming there, even if I was a rebellious 50's teen. Sketchy, man!
Regardless, the site was the set for many of Ephraim's science fiction films produced over summers when he was a kid, and I could really see why! There's tons of old abandoned equipment, heaps of sand and rock, a hole who knows how deep full of water, most everything you need for a small scale dystopia. Heaven for children, and judging by the long irregular footprints down the side of one sandy dune, time hasn't changed that. Nor is that silly little gate keeping anyone out. Try harder, gate, or get a proper welcome mat. Come on!
I loved the way the rusty equipment looked against the autumn colours, the beauty in the death of each of these things. I have always adored the way corroding metal looks, likewise peeling paint and wallpaper, generally derelict places. Haunting, peaceful, loaded with stories.
You know, I kind of want to make a science fiction film there myself now! But perhaps in a smaller scale... taking place within some of this decaying equipment perhaps? Now there's an idea.