Abandonment is what first drew me back to photography. While I enjoy exploring many genres, my eye is always drawn to the ironic beauty found in decay and neglect. See my “This Ole House” gallery for more examples of my work exploring abandoned homes.
While I love the weathered textures, rust and other features of decay, photographing an abandoned old house can bring mixed feelings. There are melancholy thoughts of needless decline. Why was this home neglected and forgotten? But there is also an appreciation of the effort and sacrifice spent in building the home. Lives were lived here, perhaps a family’s, it was their home.
There is peace found in the acceptance of impermanence as part of the cycle of life. There is after all, beauty in decay.
The overgrown vegetation and patina on metal are both evidence of Mother Nature’s slow but persistent reclamation of the natural and man-made world. Our sense of order is often at odds with Hers. Will we regain our lost ability to live harmoniously before it’s too late?
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