People seeing me with a camera asked what I was taking pictures of.  At first I told them about wanting to record the look of a place threatened by an "Eminent Domain" ruling.  Their eyes glazed over—too many words. Then I said, "I'm an artist, blah, blah, blah...". Glazed eyes. So I edited my explanation to the essentials.  "This place: the colors, the people..."  A guy in his station wagon considered this, and took a bite on his cigar, "It's a junkya'd".  I shrugged, yeah, "It's beautiful."  He made the slightest head tilting gesture that said, "You're nuts, but if you like it, knock yourself out".

The "junkyard" is a few square blocks across the street from the new home of the Mets on Willet's point in 2007 Queens.