Thanks for looking through the gallery, folks. I have not yet made it public as it's a work in progress, but feel free to share the link if you think someone else might be interested.
Manzanar National Historic Site is a former incarceration camp which imprisoned more than 10,000 innocent people of Japanese descent, mostly American citizens, during WWII. Even after 70 years, it is a solemn and austere place. Little is left of what was once one of the largest communities in Owens Valley. Only one original building, of the original 600+ structures, still stands: the camp auditorium. Most of what remains consists of concrete slabs and footings, discarded nails, broken sidewalks, crumbling roads, a few excavated garden ponds, and thousands of large rocks used for camp gardens, carried in by the prisoners to make the best of their dismal surroundings. The perimeter fence, the guard tower, and the small handful of buildings now standing, aside from the auditorium, are reconstructed.
The former prisoners, and the camp at Manzanar, are inherently linked. Time has taken its toll on each. Memories, like the remaining evidence of the camp, are crumbling, fading, forgotten.
It's not possible to tell the story of the camp with photographs alone, especially after so long a time, but we can explore the junction of where fading memories meets the crumbling realities of the camp, as it stands today.