Abandoned Scott Tower
Holyoke, Massachusetts
December 11, 2021

Getting my steps in, I climbed to the top of Scott Tower’s 450 feet to catch a view of the foggy morning in Holyoke, Massachusetts. The stop would be the first of many flights of stairs I’d climb in the name of exploration. The stairs were a bit unnerving–but more so on the way down… even more so when dark or when actual stair was missing. To bring next time, a Rapunzel wig.











I like when the ubiquitous grafitti penis is transformed light-heartedly.
