Inside the Abandoned National Silk Dyeing Co.: Paterson, NJ's Forgotten Textile Mill (Photos)

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  The text message from my friend J was simple: a list of addresses in Newark and Paterson. An invitation. An urban treasure map with Xs marking forgotten places. I picked the one on Piercy Street. Pulling up, I saw the building wasn’t exactly hiding. It was a behemoth of brick and colorful lettered graffiti, a whole city block of decay. A door gaped open next to an old loading dock, but the scene gave me pause. Mounds of illegally dumped trash lay along the floor of the loading bay. This part of Paterson has a tough reputation, and the open doors felt less like an invitation and more like a dare. I took a deep breath and stepped inside. The air was thick with the smell of dust and damp. I found myself in a vast, open space littered with plastic containers and skeletal metal shelving. I moved deeper, drawn toward the old boiler house section. Before I reached it, I walked into a room that stopped me cold. Everything was stained a deep, blood red. A fine crimson powder coated the fl...

The Zexor Piece That Defied the Buff




I'll be honest: I wasn't sure how this post would fit into the broader theme of my website. But over the years, I've stumbled across so much incredible work by graffiti artists that it felt wrong not to share it. And this Zexor roller tribute? It demanded attention. Bold, unapologetic, and impossible to ignore, it was the kind of piece that stops you mid-step and forces you to look.


What makes this one especially remarkable is that it's still standing. The small park where it lives has since been renovated and reopened to the general public, and somehow, the NYC Parks Department didn't paint over it during the process. They left it right where it was. That decision, whether intentional or simply overlooked, gives this modest little park a character that most others in the city can only dream of. It stands out. It has a voice. And that voice belongs to Zexor.















I think about moments like these more often than you'd expect. There's one in particular that still nags at me. I was driving toward JFK Airport, heading under an overpass bridge, when I spotted a Zexor tribute painting right under the overpass. It was alive, finished, and raw. I should have pulled over. I should have grabbed a quick photo before the city wiped it clean. But I didn't. And sure enough, it was buffed not long after. If you know anything about the roads leading to New York's largest international airport, you know the city does not play around when it comes to graffiti along that stretch. Anything that goes up comes down fast.


That missed moment taught me something. When you see something worth capturing, you stop. You document it. Because in the world of graffiti, nothing is promised to last.


So consider this a preview of what's to come. There will be more posts about graffiti in the near future, pieces I've encountered up close and personal in places you might not expect. I've spent years admiring this art form in person, from tucked-away underpasses to forgotten walls in industrial corridors, and I'm looking forward to finally sharing more of it here. I hope you enjoy seeing it as much as I have.

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