I woke the next morning and took what I thought to be a shortcut to the neighborhood I had visited the day before. I had previously noticed a slightly secluded entrance to an interesting brick building, which was low and wide and stretched around a stand of trees and on into into a beyond distance where I could not see. I entered through a gate and found some people working to restore an old car, this one is Russian, I believe.
The old vehicle had been stripped bare, cleaned and then painted, inside and out. I thought at first the paint was primer gray, and then I noticed the interesting black detail around the Windows and how shiny the new gray paint is. We talked briefly about the restoration project but the people working were preoccupied with the complexities of their project. I walked on around the building wondering what it could be, I knew repairing one old car would not be all that met my eye.
This interesting little structure is for the gate guard, who would not let me in to see the gray car, visible through the window. I was permitted to walk through the gate, actually to the gate line, to photograph this interesting roofline. The guard was amiable and appeared to be there to keep people out rather than in. I of course was instantly interested.
The walk around this large facility involved meandering path through several neighborhoods sometimes near the boundary and sometimes a residential street away.
When I reached a larger Avenue still on the perimeter of the facility I was blocked by this giant tree, it ate the sidewalk and fence but does not appear to like road pavement, perhaps exhaust fumes are unpleasant to tree life.
This is the view from the tree into the facility.
At last I found the entrance. City of the arts of very large University of art, including the industrial art of restoring old vehicles. Now I knew why I had seen a noticable number of young people carrying musical instruments. The friendly guard would not let me in and it was a weekend so I could not get permission to enter, he told me to come back to register and I would be given a pass to enter and photograph the campus. Now it became evident that the neighborhood I was exploring included a fascinating mix of beach, park, an Art University and large convention center.
This small park is one of many under construction a short distance from the university, I returned to this one a few days later and will share the surprising transformation further along in my photo journal. Note the houses in the center, I enjoyed a very interesting conversation in that backyard area during my next visit.
