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Why do I take photos of abandoned houses?

It’s the colour… I think at first. But I know that’s not a real explanation. There is a loneliness in those places. Like people who love lighthouses. But lighthouses aren’t as interesting to me. I like the old places, showing signs of weathering and history. This love for abandoned buildings says something about me. I’m not sure what exactly and maybe I don’t really want to know. It’s not a good thing to know yourself too well really. To be that far inside your own head.

I like to think my photos are giving the places life. Keeping their memory, showing they were here even as they fade away from our present.

 

 

 

 

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2011 Open Call for Entries on Urban Explorations

The notion of urban exploration usually entails this sense of off-limits, abandoned, forgotten and neglected places. However, these places, as Josh Clark writes, were once “created with people in mind; they’re constructed to serve some function that benefits us. But [once] abandoned, these sites cease to have any sort of purpose. By gazing upon these structures as art or historical monuments, urban explorers give them a new purpose.” Hence, our call invites you to leave your “normal” world, venture and wonder through less usual paths. Please share with us your stories of encountering, examining, infiltrating, appropriating the normally unseen or off-limits parts of the urban areas around you. Imagine and image for us what you encounter and what there was once to be seen.

via 2011 Open call for entries on URBAN EXPLORATIONS « Diversity in Place Film Project Initiative.

My Ghost Town « Mosaic Daisy

I took a lot of photographs, that did not fully hit me until I looked at them. I feel like these ghost towns, forgotten, no one knowing what my purpose is or was, neglected, left to decay. This made me reflect on my parents who have not been in my life for over a quarter century (with a blip in between where they temporarily gave into my persistent requests to have them in my life, then they vanished again). Because my parents never wanted me (and never held back telling me this) I have felt hollow, empty.. seeing the ghost town I felt like it reflected how I felt, lost, abandoned, forgotten.

via My Ghost Town « Mosaic Daisy.