Yesterday I drove to Glebe to check out the old tram yards that are there after doing some research into some possible locations for fashion/editorial photoshoots.
Walking into the tram yard was a bizarre experience, the big metal door was wide open and has a constant groan eminating from its hinges as the breeze pushes against it. The noise of the door and the damp, mouldy odour is enough to make the huge space intimidating. It had been mentioned to me in the past to just keep an eye out for the odd homeless who may be using the facility to sleep.
Throughout the hour and a half I am there I am met with around four other photographers, all wandering around doing the exact same thing as me, some my age, some twice my age. The eerie nature of the place begins to dissipate once the realisation hits that this is in fact quite a popular place for photographers, and I can't blame them.
It was enjoyable to be out there and shooting for nobody but myself. The nature of the day has sparked my interest in visiting a few other locations that have been long-abandoned. I begin some more research into other Sydney locations and wait for the next day off.