Featured Work
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the long path home by blackoutangel
photo taken at algonquin state hospital. / more of my work is viewable at www.abandonedamerica.org
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absolut devastation by blackoutangel
photo taken at algonquin river state hospital. / more of my work is on www.abandonedamerica.org
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the aftermath by blackoutangel
photo taken at algonquin river state hospital. / more of my work is available at www.abandonedamerica.org
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proceed with caution by blackoutangel
photo taken at the isle de gavriotas communicable disease hospital. / more of my work is at www.abandonedamerica.org
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grey skies over blackrock by blackoutangel
photo taken at blackrock state hospital. all rights reserved. / more of my work is viewable at www.abandonedamerica.org
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conspicuously absent by blackoutangel
there is something eerie about staring down through / the remains of rooms where the flooring has collapsed. / it goes beyond the mortal fear of falling and death, / beyond the realization that there but for the grace of god go i. / maybe there is some inate sense that this is not something that is or should be possible. / it is like staring through holes torn in the fabric of different dimensions / and it throws off your balance and perspective, leaving everything askew. / splintered shards of boards jut off at illogical angles, / heavy radiators dangle from pipes like rusted fruit on steel vines, / and doorways swing outward into cavernous voids. / people once walked, talked, worked, and slept / along these planes now almost entirely inaccessable to man. / distant portals open to rooms and wards whose secrets will remain hidden / until they are erased by decay, by fire, by the wrecking ball. / there is always this pervasive sense that these are the areas where the answers lie, / that if one only pushes a little harder, takes a few more risks / this search for who knows what will produce some tangible results / and this consuming drive well somehow be rewarded with / reprieve, release, redemption. / this is the nature of my obsession. when you look at me, / you should see not what lies before you / my physical shell, a fragmented collection of skin and bones and blood. / you should see the conspicuous absence of what i was, what i could be, / of my very spirit, which has divorced itself from my corporeal form. / i once walked and talked, worked and slept along planes / now almost entirely inaccessable to man. / even now as we speak i am drifting somewhere, restless / stuck in limbo, in the space between floors. / -—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— more available at my (recently updated) site, www.abandonedamerica.org / photo taken at algonquin state hospital / all rights reserved. may not be reproduced without permission.
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self portrait by blackoutangel
more of my work is available at www.abandonedamerica.org
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a certain kind emptiness by blackoutangel
something was wrong with him. every time he looked in the / mirror he became more certain of it. every passing day / widened a chasm, a certain kind of emptiness within him. it / was something he could see in his eyes, a hollowness where / some fundamental building block of humanity was supposed to / be but was not. he could still talk and smile, and seemed to / function well around people, but he knew it must be because / they hadn’t sensed yet that he had a labyrinth of knowledge in / which he had somehow become lost. in his dreams he was / always wandering in the forlorn husks of things that had once / been magnificent but now only echoed his seething discontent / at his own imperfection. the way that he had entered was / sealed and these places in which he had once sought refuge / from the capriciousness of the world were now his prison. each / corridor he tried to exit by only led to more empty rooms, / more places where people had once been but no longer were. / even when he was externally surrounded by others the world / had become a wasteland; the very dimensions had shifted so / that all welcoming things before him were shadows and smoke. / the vaulted ceilings of his most precious hopes were slowly / crumbling and the machinery that drove his will to continue / had ground to a halt. though it was hard to define the outline of it, there was a / certain kind of emptiness about his features. he wondered why / no one else noticed. / —-—-—-——- / picture taken at portside power plant. all rights reserved. / more of my work is available at abandonedamerica.org
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free at last by blackoutangel
A brief candle; both ends burning / An endless mile; a bus wheel turning / A friend to share the lonesome times / A handshake and a sip of wine / So say it loud and let it ring / We are all a part of everything / The future, present and the past / Fly on proud bird / You’re free at last. - written by Charlie Daniels, en route to the funeral for his friend, Ronnie Van Zant of the band, Lynyrd Skynyrd. / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-- / all rights reserved. photo taken at teton state hospital. / more of my work is available at www.abandonedamerica.org
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when sorrow walked with me by blackoutangel
I walked a mile with Pleasure. / She chattered all the way, / But left me none the wiser / For all she had to say. I walked a mile with Sorrow, / And ne’er a word said she; / But oh, the things I learned from her / When Sorrow walked with me. Robert Browning Hamilton, “Along the Road” / —-—-—-—-—-—-- / photo taken at teton state hospital / all rights reserved. / more of my work is available at www.abandonedamerica.org
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all of my best friends get torn down by blackoutangel
all of my best friends get torn down, she said / i lose more and more each passing day. / all of my loves are now withered and dead; / i can’t wait to join them some day. / —-—-—-—-—-- / photo taken at tedford power plant / more photos online at www.abandonedamerica.org
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into the light by blackoutangel
photo taken in the communicable disease hospital at isle de las gaviotas / perhaps one of the most difficult locations to access that there is :) / more of my work is on my website, www.abandonedamerica.org
Recent Work
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Spanish House by redhawk
Photo of old building recharacterized in redfield plugin lattice composer in photoshop. Gave the photo a painted look. / This art work is registered copyright© 2008 and any copyright infringement will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law in the USA and International. /
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laundry office by daveythepict
inside the laundry office at Bangour the paperwork on the desk are operating instructions for the electrolux wasshing machines that are no longer there there was also a memo dated 2002 …i thought the place had been shut longer than that?...will need to get my investigating head on
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pipes by daveythepict
another shot from the laundry i think these pipes were attached to the dryers
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laundry view by daveythepict
looking from the laundry to the stores in Bangour. this is where the washing machines were located as can be seen by the pipe work running along the wall
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Old Riddick Farm Tennant House by madman4
This old Tenant House has a long history,not only the farming part but was said to have been a major stop for the Underground Railroad used by slaves headed north during the Cival War.There is a spectacular corn crib close to it but it has been completely overgrown,this is one of the sites that is on the list to be preserved.Located in Rural Southeast Virginia.
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nature fighting back by daveythepict
this series of shots were taken in the stores/laundry at Bangour hospital in West Lothian….....the green stuff in this shot was moss taking a foothold in the laundry
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Tractor's put out to pastor by Margarita Peak-Clewett
Photo of several abandoned tractors
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windows and doors and memories and more ... by SNAPPYDAVE
At the Ulster Folk museum – Cultra This is the old and famous ‘Sandy row’ ... now built stone for stone at the museum … I was born just off Sandy row … its has special significance for me … Belfast street … :-)
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Weathered by Bigcity
I always liked this old Colonial Revival house, much weathered and neglected and empty now.
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Long forgotten by Bigcity
The oldest ‘house’ remaining on this old farm road. Once a modest Greek Revival farmhouse. / North of Appleton,WI.
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Hope by Dana DiPasquale
A sample of my gallery. / © Dana DiPasquale 2008. All photographs and artworks in this portfolio are copyrighted and owned by the artist, Dana DiPasquale. Any reproduction, modification, publication, transmission, transfer, or exploitation of any of the content, for personal or commercial use, whether in whole or in part, without written permission from the artist is strictly prohibited. All rights reserved. Photo 101 grp: I liked how the rays of light fell down on the stairs, which were remnants of a construction site.
About This Group
This group is devoted to works of art that are inspired by old, dilapidated, falling down, surviving, barns and abandoned buildings immortalizing their beauty and adding history as known.
Here is the definition for the word dilapidated:
Having fallen into a state of disrepair or deterioration, as through neglect; broken-down and shabby..
Congratulations to Blackout Angel for the winning May avatar featuring the artist’s piece”Into the Light”
He has kindly agreed to be interviewed for our Group.
Sandy,
thanks so much. it is an honor to have been chosen to represent the group and i will be happy to answer your questions as best i can.
1.Tell us a little about yourself and how you came to Red Bubble;
i have been photographing abandoned buildings for nearly 5 years now. as you can probably tell, it’s a bit of an obsession. one of the few times i truly feel at peace is when i am taking photos and later editing them. my girlfriend Lindsey recommended this site to me, as she said there were a lot of talented people here and a great online community.
2.What are your interests and what made you decide to join this group?
my photographic career is dilapidated buildings. i occasionally photograph other subjects but ruins are my true love. this group was a natural fit :)
3. Do you have a favorite piece of your own work in this group?
it’s always hard to pick favorites. each site and each shot has different meanings to me, and i tend to like things i’ve recently worked on the best. i think ‘the long path home’ is one of my current favorites. the trip on which i wook it was very dangerous and the building itself is an absolute deathtrap, so i had to work harder than usual to get the shot, and then i had to spend quite a bit of time editing to get the right effect when i got it back. i think the amount of effort that went into it, and the fact that that after so much work it looks more or less like what i wanted when i took it, makes it my current pick.
4.Is there an artist here or whose work are you inspired by?
there are many artworks and artists that inspire me. one in particular is Hubert Robert, who did unbelievably beautiful paintings of ruins. if you haven’t heard of him you’ll probably really enjoy his work. Giovanni Piranesi is another great one – his architectural drawings are amazing. Richard Nickel is a photographer i admire quite a bit. he did some incredible photography of Loius Sullivan’s architecture as it was being demolished in Chicago – and his dedication to the cause of preserving decaying architecture cost him his life when the old stock exchange building collapsed on him. so he’s sort of a patron saint of my cause. and, of course, there are the architects who designed the places i go to – Thomas Kirkbride is a really amazing guy – and i try to draw inspiration from them, nature itself, and all the people who inhabited the sites i visit.
Hope you enjoy getting to know one of our grou a little better
Congratulations Blackout Angel!
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