i’ve always loved abandoned buildings. even when i was really little i loved buildings when they were left alone, succumbing to entropy.  then, as i got older, i started breaking into abandoned buildings just to see what they were like. 

normally, to state the obvious, you find abandoned buildings in remote, desolate, and out of the way parts of the world (like, by way of example, the salton sea).  but in l.a you find abandoned buildings right in the middle of the city.  which might not speak to well to the financial health and well being of the city, but i love abandoned buildings so i don’t think too hard and long about what they represent other than strangeness and beauty. 

this particular abandoned gas station is remarkable as it’s also architecturally significant.  a perfect little jewel box of an art deco or moderne gas station.  i still feel strange writing ‘moderne’ but apparently it was a real thing.

in any case, here’s a beautiful abandoned gas station.  maybe somehow it will remain a beautiful abandoned gas station, further succumb to entropy, and not get turned into something terrible.

moby