I have been taking photographs of redundant ATMs for the past six years. My interest was spurred by the duff attempts the high street banks made to invisibly mend the gaping holes left in the their often splendid buildings. Large pieces of marble squeezed back into ill fitting holes, pathetic bits of shutter ply slapped into place, bodged brickwork to hide the clues; handiwork more reminiscent of a failed safe breaker than the secure pillars of commerce.
