The inhabitants of the airplane graveyard.

In Bangkok, three families have been squatting for several years broken parts of fuselage aircraft abandoned by a rich collector.

The story goes that a rich Thai aviation enthusiast would have temporarily parked his collection of large-format aircraft on his Bangkok field.

The rest of the story is to be imagined. Three homeless families quickly squatted the scene. This place became even a kind of tourist curiosity and these families began to exploit the vein by charging fees not very regulated. I took advantage of my stopover from Bangkok to India twenty-four hours to visit this curiosity, take some pictures and see what aesthetic interest to draw. So I showed up at the well-padlocked main gate of the “residence” and given the overwhelming heat in the middle of the day,

I did not attempt any negotiations on a possible discount of the entrance ticket, thus paying the 200 baths. These squatters over time seem to have been made more accessible and comfortable accommodations by using fuselage halves as a roof in the manner of small porthole hangars. To get inside the wrecks you have to climb on tires of landing gear arranged at the “entrances” and then climb to the cabin. Some remains of mattresses remain in some parts of the cabins.

The exploration of these debris is surprising, it’s a bit like visiting the wreck of the Titanic imagining the sumptuous period, the pilots in their cockpits, the hostesses going up the long corridors with their wagons,

And these magnificent aircraft carrying thousands of passengers over flying continents and oceans. What is interesting is the transposition of these aircraft into an urban context outside the car parks, runways, taxiways and airport areas. Here, on this vacant land, they were broken, tagged, disassembled, deboned, vandalized, reorganized, recycled, rusted by inclement weather, until their identities were lost.