This is what makes Detroit such a powerful place: We don't allow our architecture to lie about who and what we are, where we have been nor the mistakes we have made. We let our historic architecture tell the truth. We have been through some nasty times, now take a seat and let me tell you a story.
This view from my pew in its totality constituted the very juxtaposition which I had sought for years to put into words for all those inquiring minds from locales beyond Detroit who inevitably asked me: Why Detroit?
Detroit is a tricky place. And its image -- coupling lament and fetishism -- often precedes it. If the city's image precedes it, why not engage the image toward the production of a new urban imaginary? Imaging Detroit is doing just that.
There it is... mounted in the watch, the famous old Cass Tech melted clock! So, is "ruin porn" hitting the market now? Will we soon see mugs, key chains and the likes, with the Packard or the Fisher body plants on them?