David Hilgier Photographs

The space southeast of the intersection of Monaco Parkway and Evan Avenue is occupied by an abandoned Kmart. Left to decay until torn down or put back to use, hints of its past still remain such as this ghost lettering.

The sun sets on Atlanta and our time in the South.

Hopefully transitioning from old to reborn. Better than the all to common mentality of tear down and build ‘new’.

Old painted building signage yields to contemporary graffiti on the facade of this Atlanta warehouse.

Adorning numerous homes in the quaint Grant Park neighborhood are yellow and blue sunburst house numbers. An unofficial symbol for this area of Atlanta.

Markers of the past intermingle with the gardens, pathways, trees and architecture found in this historic garden cemetery.

The Phinizy Swamp on the outskirts of Augusta was a decent pitstop on our drive between Charleston and Atlanta. It afforded a nice walk through the wetlands typical of the region.

Traveling from Charleston, South Carolina to Atlanta, Georgia we tried to stick to the backroads as much as possible. I’m not typically fond of the interstates. They lack the ability to stop at moment’s notice and the monotone speed turns textures, character and a sense of place into a homogeneous blur.

As we navigated our way home by foot, evening storms meandered through Charleston, their remnants providing a cinematic feeling to the route we took.

Initially established as a food market, Charleston’s City Market is now the location to get tchotchke and swag proclaiming you’ve in fact been to the city. Personally, I found it more appealing once shut down and emptied for the day whereby my mind was provided the space to visualize it in years long past.