by KAI ONE


"Urban Detritus is a visual love poem to millions of nameless dilapidated buildings and cold steel freight trains. It pays homage to a society which has been destroyed right under your nose. If you would have stopped to smell the buff paint you might have been able to catch one last glimpse of beauty. Grit your teeth and pick up the sad debris from the crumbling worlds of art history and raw vandalism. Urban Detritus is pigment on surface, it’s non-archival, and it doesn’t give two shits about your dirty money. It’s the aesthetics of erosion." KAI ONE

Property is theft.
Property is liberty.
Property is impossible.
--Pierre Joseph Proudhon