Architectural Afterlife

I’m often asked what it is about these abandoned, broken and forgotten places that draws myself, as well as others in. Does it draw from a personal feeling? Some part of life, where you have been so trapped in the darkness, feeling so forlorn that you could not imagine there being any bit of light to move toward? Do you connect in some way with the abandonment from experiences in life, through broken relationships, broken homes or simply feel as if you’re falling backwards with every step you take? Have you ever felt so crushed beneath the weight of the world around you, unable to breathe as if the bricks, once structuring your motivation have just caved in on you? Is it something much simpler than that? A historical aspect? It’s hard to ever fully pinpoint or explain.




The thing is, the attraction to these somber scenes – the strange…

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