Category Archives: Abandoned
Long Live the King: Part I
(Click for Part II) Well, it was not my intention to divide this set into two posts. But right now, free time is kind of a foreign concept. In its prime, this psychiatric center was home to over 100 buildings
Long Live the King: Part I
(Click for Part II) Well, it was not my intention to divide this set into two posts. But right now, free time is kind of a foreign concept. In its prime, this psychiatric center was home to over 100 buildings
The Land of Ice and Snow
Last fall, I was trading stories with a photographer I met in another abandoned asylum. With two state schools under my belt, he suggested a third. “I’m done for the year,” I told him. “Maybe I’ll go in the spring.” He said “If you
The Land of Ice and Snow
Last fall, I was trading stories with a photographer I met in another abandoned asylum. With two state schools under my belt, he suggested a third. “I’m done for the year,” I told him. “Maybe I’ll go in the spring.” He said “If you
The Shame of the Nation
In 1968, a CBS anchor worked tirelessly on a segment exposing the horrific conditions of this state school. It is a devastating piece of journalism from a time when it was easier to turn a blind eye to the state’s answer for housing people
The Shame of the Nation
In 1968, a CBS anchor worked tirelessly on a segment exposing the horrific conditions of this state school. It is a devastating piece of journalism from a time when it was easier to turn a blind eye to the state’s answer for housing people
The Cement Skeleton
Late last summer, I was driving to meet a client when I happened to look out the window and see the towering silos of an abandoned factory. Nothing fancy. I came home, looked up the location on a map, told Matt
The Cement Skeleton
Late last summer, I was driving to meet a client when I happened to look out the window and see the towering silos of an abandoned factory. Nothing fancy. I came home, looked up the location on a map, told Matt
The Little Ghost Town
I’d also like to invite you to check out my new fine art website, Desolo. This is where I’d be sharing my abandonment portfolio, along with continuing to use my Vsco grid.
The Little Ghost Town
I’d also like to invite you to check out my new fine art website, Desolo. This is where I’d be sharing my abandonment portfolio, along with continuing to use my Vsco grid.
Eastern State Penitentiary
A necessary pilgrimage for those of us in the Northeast with a penchant for old, historic buildings. Eastern State Penitentiary was the first of its kind. Built in 1829, this architectural marvel was designed as an alternative to the prison systems
Eastern State Penitentiary
A necessary pilgrimage for those of us in the Northeast with a penchant for old, historic buildings. Eastern State Penitentiary was the first of its kind. Built in 1829, this architectural marvel was designed as an alternative to the prison systems
The Old Farmhouse
Here’s a little house right down the street from where I grew up. I’ve seen inhabitants come and go throughout the years, no one ever staying long. For the past decade, it’s sat vacant in the middle of a cornfield,
The Old Farmhouse
Here’s a little house right down the street from where I grew up. I’ve seen inhabitants come and go throughout the years, no one ever staying long. For the past decade, it’s sat vacant in the middle of a cornfield,
The Village of Secrets
THE DORMITORIES This place feels otherworldly, very still and dreary and quiet except for the wildlife. There were deer everywhere. Only a fraction of the original institution is left, but I still didn’t have time to see it all in one day. Everything looked
The Village of Secrets
THE DORMITORIES This place feels otherworldly, very still and dreary and quiet except for the wildlife. There were deer everywhere. Only a fraction of the original institution is left, but I still didn’t have time to see it all in one day. Everything looked
The Mills in the Middle of Nowhere
I love any abandoned building, anywhere. But there’s something eternally magical and intimate to me about abandoned buildings in the middle of nowhere. Just you, nature, and decay. It hits me like a shot of adrenaline. It’s so beautiful. Overgrowth
The Mills in the Middle of Nowhere
I love any abandoned building, anywhere. But there’s something eternally magical and intimate to me about abandoned buildings in the middle of nowhere. Just you, nature, and decay. It hits me like a shot of adrenaline. It’s so beautiful. Overgrowth
Asylum for the Insane
There’s a photo hanging on my bedroom wall of an old wheelchair in front of a barred window. Most people assume it’s one of mine, because it looks like a shot I’d take. But it’s not my photo. My husband’s grandmother
Asylum for the Insane
There’s a photo hanging on my bedroom wall of an old wheelchair in front of a barred window. Most people assume it’s one of mine, because it looks like a shot I’d take. But it’s not my photo. My husband’s grandmother
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