One
Wolverhampton is not deficient in rewilded wastes. Those abandoned scraps of land where nature slowly reclaims its place, etching grey-greens and umbers over decaying industry. Down a cobbled street we found one such hidden corner, lined at one edge with the iron-rich blue bricks of the railway, high above. Most pass by without knowing it’s there - the road is just another dead end to be ignored.
Photographs & Text by Jen Dixon