Garage window

Windows in the garage where I park my car. The garage is old, dark and generally filthy but the windows are somehow cheerful. At night, the neon lights from the sandwich shop across the street bathe the windows in purple. During the day, the only useful light in the place comes through. The windows are made of that glass brick material you see in so many factories and wharehouses. I like it with the colored lights; it looks almost like a fabric. (3 photographs, Jan 2005)