When my brother, Charles Vincent, was a teenager he made a series of comics and drawings that showed a “post-civilization” world where nature was reclaiming the city and sky scrapers were crumbling relics but steam and smoke still occasionally rose out of industrial chimneys.
There was something about this scene – the steam rising off the pavement, the heavy equipment, the greenery encroaching on the roadway, the mix of the modern guardrails and the ancient rotting telephone poles – reminded me of those drawings. I loved those drawings.
Plus, the driveway I pulled into for the construction photos had friendly people and pigs at the end of it.
My permission was granted to take a few snaps of the super friendly young pigs.