Manhole Covers as Urbex Fashion

Looking for something really urbex to wear? Consider a print of a manhole cover. This site has a project creating prints from manhole (sewer) covers. There are events and workshops. You could make your own.

Raubdruckerin uses drain covers as a printing module for textiles and paper. By pressing a garment on a drain cover coated with paint, the surface is being transferred as a graphical pattern onto the desired object. After first experiments in 2006 Raubdruckerin is meanwhile printing in streets all over the world. Currently the collection shows objects from more than 20 cities.

Source: raubdruckerin

The Labyrinth of Ordinary Humans

Found a nice quote on another lost urbex site. The direct link is hijacked by the Webring code. I found the site thanks to the Wayback Machine.

“It’s not about busting into businesses and bragging about trespassing. It’s about living a time that is rapidly disappearing, sinking under a new city. The undoctored past is a rare thing to have the privilege to experience, especially because this is not the past of kings or generals or millionaire mansions. This is the past of sewer and drain workers, factory workers, builders, tunnelers – ordinary people who built the labyrinthine hive of humans, that maze of rooms and halls above ground and under that we know as – a city.”

– Jacques

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Source: Exploring The Twin Cities’ Underground

Indie Bloggers #23 – Hole to China

Indie Blogger Weekly Challenge #23

Up to 250 words regarding: As a sewer inspector in Milwaukee, you’re used to roaches, rats, the occasional alligator. You’re a pro. But today was different. 135 feet into a 3×5 tunnel, alone, you find:

That famous (infamous?) hole to China which kids have been trying to dig for countless generations. I always expected to find it on some beach, in a garden or backyard. Last place I would have expected to see someone had finally succeeded in digging a hole to China would be in the sewers.

I jumped in. It was a long drop, I did wonder about the landing but once I was falling it was too late to really worry much about it. Halfway down it got unbearably hot and humid. I think I passed out for part of the trip then. I woke up and I was there, in China.

I did get a great Chinese food lunch. Getting back turned out to be really tough. I couldn’t find any Chinese kids who had dug a hole to Canada yet.