The first time I stepped foot through the gates of the rail yards, I knew there was something special to be experienced within those walls. I quietly stood admiring what surrounded me - the soaring steel beams, the grimy colored window panes, the filthy concrete and woodblock floors. In just a few moments, one could see and feel all the years of hard work and neglect that building has witnessed.

I have had the pleasure of photographing this beautiful place on  four different occasions and one visit was no more productive, photographically, than the others but my first was special for the simple fact that I was introduced to the most special set of building the city of Albuquerque has to offer. Hopefully we have not seen the last of this beauty.