I'll pretend to know the way

I'll pretend to know the way

Through the empty space

Through the secret places

The sound of breaking glass beneath my feet, the smell of pigeon shit, the deafening silence,… entering an abandoned and forgotten place. The thrill caught me on my first urbex visit and I kept feeling the urge to explore places forgotten by all men. You never know if you will manage to get in. The disappointment when the wall is too high, the fence too tight or the door too nailed up is big. But then, the euphoria sizzling through my body when stepping on the grounds of this old train depot. Finding the one open door in between 50 closed ones and exploring the dozens of warehouses, with my camera. I want to tell the building not everybody forgot. I think of all of the workers who have spent a large part of their life here walking these grounds. The train working place dates back from 1928, maintaining many Belgian steam locomotives, arriving on 26 different rail roads.

Lyrics  “We Only Come Out at Night” by The Smashing Pumpkins