Well, agile I’m not, so getting in this place was quite a feat for me. I was quite giddy once I was in and found the spongey floors hilarious until I realised I was on the first floor. I didn’t think it was so funny then!
Not for the first time do I find myself in a potentially life threatening situation in search of Phlegms’ work, but it was worth it.
In between dodging holes in the floor I was really struck with the beauty of this building, even with this level of dereliction it had such character. I know I’m biased but Phlegms paintings just went so well with the surroundings. It was all so very serene apart from the flooring problems and the potential for being struck by falling roof tiles.
This was just a corridor, with lovely huge windows, that must have looked amazing when it was intact.
…and there’s more…
These doors were awesome, small doors, because they were on childrens toilets, which unfortunately made them portable and they had left the building within days.
It felt like this building had been Phlegms playground, he’d certainly spent some time here and even he had nearly fallen through the floor. Personally I’ve resisted the urge to go back, I don’t think I’d trust my luck a second time.