david korte photographs

The war-torn ruin of E.J. Roye building strategically overlooking the bridges across the Mesurado River, downtown Monrovia. Civil war has reduced the bullet-riddled facade to a wasteland of shattered windows, blown out corridors, crumbling stairwells, until here, hidden within, the faded glory of pastel walls, bathed in the soft light of distant windows. Falcons flee from their roost as we approach, the flutter of wings like so many phantoms dancing round the next corner.