I was riding through the city a few weeks back. I love industrial spaces and graffiti. I was over there in NE DC, off of NY Avenue when I saw these murals. But what stood out to me was the empty bottle of champagne. The Dom P. Now me personally, I'm a fan of cheap champagne. It tastes better in my humble opinion. I still recognize there's value in the pricier options. Also, my expensive champagne of choice is Veuve.... but I digress.
Have you ever felt out of sorts? Out of place? I couldn't help but identify with the empty bottle. I kinda felt sorry for it. I was curious about the story it had to tell of the night before. How old was it? When was it bought? What had it seen? Who had split it and why did they so carefully place it there? I say carefully, because often they are tipped over or broken. But it was in tact and had just been left there. For some reason, I just had to capture it.