Text: The empty chairs wait eagerly for the bare stage to speak. The floor longs for footsteps, shuffling, scraping. The locked doors, patiently clicked closed, want nothing but a twist of the metal doorknob. Cobwebs hang, heavy with dust. Windows, latches fused, watch a moving world through dirty panes. A silent room, dreaming of voices.


National Museum of Computing



I took this photo at the National Museum of Computing, and wanted the play with the colours a bit to get that golden yellow late 70’s Sci-Fi feel. All it needs is a Nasa font, and an appropriately scientific title…I’m still thinking on that one 😉