The Rust Belt.
As seen from photographs past and first-hand accounts from one and two generations before my time, the city used to be a happening place, with popular stores, an active downtown, rich folk, popular entertainers, everything one needs for a little gem of a city to call home.
The Youngstown I grew up in was littered with tales of political corruption, a failed steel industry, and frankly not much reason do go downtown – so I rarely ever did. Yes, you could say that makes me a suburbanite.
But here we are, in the 21st century, looking at our ‘old’ cities (Europeans may laugh) and reexamining what can be done. This is from many perspectives and therefore many goals as to what constitutes a “better” city, but from my own, within my own city, this means a higher quality of life for its current inhabitants, which will inevitably lure those who see the party that is Youngstown, Ohio.
So I’m going a little OMA on this blog series, to showcase various aspects of Youngstown through photography. I am logically beginning with S – the art deco + beyond details that constitute many of our downtown offices.