city built out of bread

In a lengthy ordeal – eight months preparation, six months photography – a city sculptured from bread is left alone to the forces of nature. What at first appears to be a freshly golden-brown of normal bread eventually adopts psychedelic coloration yellows, oranges, and greens from mold and who-knows-what other growths. Towers crumble into uncomfortably fuzzy piles of crumbs and gray debris.

By Johanna Mårtensson