There are certain scenes and subjects that make me think of Greg McCary now. This is one of them. I was thinking of him while I took this, even. I'm really pleased with this image. I love all the tones, the lines and the layers of grime. I can feel the *time* in this photo. The only thing I can think of that might make it better is a person walking through the scene. On the other hand, the empty stillness is also nice. There's a tension there and my mind keeps imagining a person opening or walking past the door.
What do you think?