albany bulb: the lyrical landfill
when i first visited the albany bulb a couple of weeks ago on a sunny sunday with J and Brown, i had no idea what it was, really. so imagine my enthusiasm as i beheld the splendid textures and delightful colors of this now defunct landfill. scraps of orange carpet strung far and wide across systems of wire coil, networking, interfacing, integrating with tall blades of crab grass, black earth and wildflowers. enormous monster slabs of broken concrete piled cantankerously across each other breathing quietly by the beautiful bay.