One of my secret pleasures is browsing through my photo archive looking for series. A pretty obvious one is my set of pics of this building.
This building is called the Rijtuigenloods (coach barrack) and it’s an old railway building, now in use as event location. I pass it twice a day on my way to work and back, so I must have seen it several thousend times by now. And yet I cannot stop taking pictures of it. There is something about that zig-zag roof that is simply irresistable to me. I have to photograph it. With every new camera I get, new film I try, new photography trick I learn, I find myself being drawn to this place.
I’ve been inside it, too, but that was a bit of a disappointment. Not that it’s ugly on the inside, it’s a pretty decent evento location I guess, roomy, surprisingly light, and with lots of nice industrial details still intact. It just doesn’t have the same attraction for me as the exterior.
I mean, look at it. Those yummy bricks, the half round windows, the cheerful yellow and black doors… I love the way the rising sun reflects of the gutters in early spring or fall. How can you not love a building like that?