Ooooh! I am so drawn to these buildins also!! Just came back from a Chicago to Marinette, Wi trip. I saw so much cool stuff and did NOT take my camera! duh....
The broken down and worn out often have the best (or at least most) stories to tell. With buildings they are silent. But perhaps on a breezy day, if one is quiet enough...
Your ability to find the artist in the tumbled...your eye that makes us see something unique in the forgotten...these are the things that make me admire your images so very much.
oh... i love how you ended this. here i thought it was only structures you spoke of {which i already knew about you}. but then you went and added symbolism here. i LOVE it! and isn't that what photography is all about? otherwise, aren't we all just taking just a bunch of photos? i used a bit of symbolism in my post today, too. cool!
there are a lot of buildings by me that look like this. i am usually on my way somewhere and don't have the time {or guts} to stop and take photos. i really should!
you got me thinking, what is it that draws us to the old falling apart beautiful decay?? i think i feel the care in which it was made so long ago, i adore the original organic materials that seem to be less available today, and when something is falling apart sometimes the shapes collapsing and forming interesting new ones or new textures and colors is just beautiful? and of course i want to fix them up and live in them ~ all of this and more perhaps, it was fun to think about why i love them too :)))
Charm and character are always found in the imperfections. It's the rust, the lean, and the mismatch that capture the attention - in buildings and in other things.
Such a succinct but well-written post. I feel the same way! I've always been a cheerleader for the underdog. The photos of these old structures are wonderful!
boy do I get this one beth...as we have been on this current trip going from state to state we have tried to take lots of back roads, and every time I see an old house I love it. I love to wonder what the lives of the people who lived there was like and somehow, I always imagine it was full of love, happiness and lots of joy
**I love reading the comments you leave, as they make me feel like we're sitting in my kitchen, having a cup of tea, discussing life and wondering where all the time has gone ...beth
I share your love :-)
ReplyDeletei love 'em too. :)
ReplyDeleteOoooh! I am so drawn to these buildins also!! Just came back from a Chicago to Marinette, Wi trip. I saw so much cool stuff and did NOT take my camera! duh....
ReplyDeleteMake that "buildings"!!
ReplyDeleteThey seem to have more character than we sometimes think they will.
ReplyDeleteme too... sigh.
ReplyDeleteso with you on this!
ReplyDeleteMe, too. It's the history with me, the shadowy memories of those who came before.
ReplyDeleteStrangely when I see a building especially like the first one I want to move in and put life and love back into it. I just know I could love it.
ReplyDeleteThe broken down and worn out often have the best (or at least most) stories to tell. With buildings they are silent. But perhaps on a breezy day, if one is quiet enough...
ReplyDeleteI feel the same way. Whenever I drive by a broken down barn or farmhouse, I get the urge to stop and take pictures.
ReplyDeleteNice photos.
It looks like there are alot of us who have this love and appreciation!
ReplyDeleteGreat images.
Your ability to find the artist in the tumbled...your eye that makes us see something unique in the forgotten...these are the things that make me admire your images so very much.
ReplyDeleteoh... i love how you ended this. here i thought it was only structures you spoke of {which i already knew about you}. but then you went and added symbolism here. i LOVE it! and isn't that what photography is all about? otherwise, aren't we all just taking just a bunch of photos? i used a bit of symbolism in my post today, too. cool!
ReplyDeletethere are a lot of buildings by me that look like this. i am usually on my way somewhere and don't have the time {or guts} to stop and take photos. i really should!
got some catching up to do here... i'm off!
this is beautiful :-) i can relate ... much love!
ReplyDeleteThe photos are beautiful and the thoughts are even more so!!
ReplyDeleteHugs
SueAnn
I love them, too..even if the idea they were abandoned is a little sad.
ReplyDeleteThe broken and beaten down have a beauty all of their own . . . . . oh and the stories they could tell.
ReplyDeleteI share your love as well- I am literally drawn to these types of places. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteyou got me thinking, what is it that draws us to the old falling apart beautiful decay?? i think i feel the care in which it was made so long ago, i adore the original organic materials that seem to be less available today, and when something is falling apart sometimes the shapes collapsing and forming interesting new ones or new textures and colors is just beautiful? and of course i want to fix them up and live in them ~ all of this and more perhaps, it was fun to think about why i love them too :)))
ReplyDeleteThat's the best kind to love !
ReplyDeleteHugs, Beautiful One !
I love them, too, including the old buildings. These are wonderful!
ReplyDeleteCharm and character are always found in the imperfections. It's the rust, the lean, and the mismatch that capture the attention - in buildings and in other things.
ReplyDeleteSuch a succinct but well-written post. I feel the same way! I've always been a cheerleader for the underdog. The photos of these old structures are wonderful!
ReplyDeletesounds like many of us feel the same about these dilapidated, mysterious buildings.
ReplyDeleteso glad you do...
ReplyDeleteI think it may be the photographer's eye that is drawn to the wonderful textures and stories that the abandoned hold...it is for me anyways...
ReplyDeleteBroken down things make for great photos.
ReplyDelete(((muah)))
ReplyDeleteboy do I get this one beth...as we have been on this current trip going from state to state we have tried to take lots of back roads, and every time I see an old house I love it. I love to wonder what the lives of the people who lived there was like and somehow, I always imagine it was full of love, happiness and lots of joy
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