Detroit’s current visage is far from the super-industrial Fordist machine that it once was. Entering the city, it’s impossible to be anything but stunned at the large numbers of buildings standing vacant and wonder at the large amounts of land turned to nothing very much at all.
Driving through the central district, it felt very much like the metropolis had upped and left without telling anyone – we saw so few people it really did feel like we would turn the corner and spot tumbleweeds blowing past.
But the place has a queer kind of beauty – and the architecture holds buckets of worn-down charm and faded glamour. We’re not the first to document this: Time Magazine’s ‘Remains of Detroit‘ looks at this in way more detail. It’s not hard to imagine Detroit as it once was…
But then we found our destination: the Eastern Market, a quite massive farmers’ market that really is acting as the city’s social hub (at least on Saturdays). And this is where our journey to Detroit got way more interesting, as we discovered some of the people here that have decided to take the power back and start pushing their own social agendas by growing their own food.