I became fascinated with the ‘tyre room’, particularly so with the colours on the walls and floor. It felt grungy, industrial and dirty but there was also so much beauty in the natural colours that had formed on the neglected walls and floor. I didn’t move any of the tyres myself but it is obvious that somebody has at some point from the markings on the floor near the back. Why had they done this and was it the four tyres that now formed this strange little staged pile at the front? Perhaps somebody had staged the same photo that I was now taking, fascinated by the collision between nature and industry.