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  • Abandoned couch in Northcote.

  • This was an old abandoned home that was located on a bay. It was such a beautiful location and so sad to see that no one was living there. One the side of the home there was this window with weathered beaten curtains blowing about.

  • taken in a burnt out hotel

  • “A mind, like a home, is furnished by its owner, so if one’s life is cold and bare he can blame none but himself.” Louis L’Amour (1908 – 1988) If you would like to purchase any of my art in a larger format, please contact me. Other works by Earthairfire:

  • easily one of the grandest and most ornate asylums ever built, / algonquin river state hospital was a cause of great local controversy during construction / due to running far over budget. the extravagance is evident in the beautiful masonry, / the ornamental woodwork, the stained glass windows with their decorative yet functional iron grating. / olmsted, the man who designed central park, laid out the grounds and the span of the wings / is half a mile, if you walked end to end. / to do so now is impossible. / in an ironic twist, the much-contested (and extremely expensive) yellow pine floors / fared far less impressively over time than those made of other, cheaper materials. / the epic scale of the structural collapse, combined with a devastating fire last summer, / make algonquin river state hospital quite possibly the most deadly building in existence. / floors like the one shown here / give way into gaping abysses, punji pits full of sharp, splintered boards / fanning out from the basement like jagged teeth in the ever-hungry mouth of death itself. / to take this photo i had to make it from the crumbling doorway on the left / onto the sagging mess in the extreme foreground. the floor shifted beneath my feet / and my added weight sent dust and debris cascading ominously into oblivion below. / it was quite possibly the most frightening moment of my life, second only to the one / where i had to get back into the doorway with no real solid ground to support me as i inched closer. / i may not be terribly afraid of death. i may even frequently wish for it. / i am, however, afraid of being paralyzed, of falling onto a rotted shard of floorboard and / laying impaled and broken for hours, with no real help available. i am not too proud / to admit that i wanted nothing more than to stay in the relative safety of the door frame, / or that i am glad that i will never again have to make the nerve-wracking leap of faith / back to the only exit. / that being said, i would do it again if i had to. there is no better example than algonquin / that all things fall apart, and i feel a certain kinship with it. we are both collapsing inside, / and it is an odd thing to see before your very eyes what you imagine / your own heart looks like. / very odd indeed. / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- photo taken at algonquin river state hospital. all rights reserved. / more of my work is available on abandonedamerica.org

  • The exterior of this old stately home is really quite grand, and i think made by the same architect as the Way to school building due to the presence of many similar features such as the plaque space above the door etc.

  • if one cares at all for the truth, it is important / to periodically step back and look at what defines / the world around us, and by extension, ourselves. / in algonquin river state hospital’s case, it is defined by / its grand ambitions and idealistic foundation / and now, by the collapse of these noble ambitions. / it is a place haunted by the scores of tragedies that litter its past, / by its inability to integrate into the world around it, / and its inevitable decline into obsolescence and disrepair - / much like me. / if i were to be honest, i don’t want to see it demolished, / but i don’t want to see it restored either. / it is what it is because of these things, / and its status as some behemoth / enshrouded in its own obscurity and decay makes it / larger than life, legendary even. / to tear it down to make some development or store / seems so pedestrian, insultingly dull, in much the same way as / trying to undo all of the damage wrought upon it, / cleaning it and sterilizing it and packaging it for the masses / ultimately belittles what it truly is. you may look at it / and wince at the sheer scale of the calamity it has become, / but no matter what you think it has finally revealed its true nature, / and has become something far more intricate and ornate / than our ordinary world, / with its gray cubicles and prefabricated sentiments, allows. / to see algonquin river state hospital, you have to actively seek it, / much like you are making a pilgrimage to some hallowed site / that is a shrine to all that fails, all hopes that are smashed by time. / to change it, to ‘save’ it, ultimately destroys it anyway. / and so too, i suppose there is something necessary about / my own longing to leave this world. if i were not consumed by my / relentless desire for my own destruction, why would i seek such things? / sometimes it is the very things that eat us apart, / that ultimately kill us, even, that are our own defining characteristics. / i have no delusions about my own greatness, or lack thereof, but nevertheless / if edgar allen poe wouldn’t have followed a trajectory that left him / dead in some back street’s gutter, if van gogh hadn’t followed a path / of loneliness so severe that it drove him mad - / would we ever know of their works? would they even have accomplished any? / i postulate that dissatisfaction is the mother of creation. / without it we have no incentive to create or to change, as / contentment is suspicious of change, lest it throw off comfortable equilibrium. / and so i suppose my own defining characteristics are a necessary evil. / were i to be happy, were i not to suffer, / this work that i do that defines me, that is paradoxically one of my only joys / would likely cease to be as well. / i don’t want to be a walmart, a business park, a playground. / when i am gone, let it be left to those few who care / to wonder at what drove me to do what i do, and / what frightening and magnificent things i saw in places like this. / i have chosen this path and where it will lead me, all in the hope that / it will entertain, edify, and maybe even enlighten / those of you gracious enough to join me and peer into my life through / the small window of my camera’s lens. / this is my downward spiral in all its splendor, friends. / enjoy. / -—-—-—-—-—-——- / photo taken at algonquin river state hospital. / more of my work is online at www.abandonedamerica.org

  • we were all so addicted to spectacle: / the drama of the media and celebrity lives, our / huge cineplexes and large-screen tvs, the / cacophony of arena concerts and the overblown importance / we gave our own silly little struggles. / we were like the romans with their bread and circuses / we were in the colosseum enjoying our pageants and staged conflicts / while all the signs around us were pointing one way: / to our own ruin. / there came a point, however, when we could no longer ignore / the fact that we were addicted to poisoning everything that was vital to us. / food stopped growing in the tainted soil, the air itself became toxic, waters rose and cities fell / you would have thought with our taste for the electrifying harmony of discord / that we would have revelled in it, but it was all so different / when the show finally began. / there was no audience to witness it for we were all playing a part. / we were the ones on the stage, and the / epic tragedies being played out / were now our own lives. / -—-—-—-—-—-—-— / photo taken in juanita de brogas magnet middle school / more of my work is on www.abandonedamerica.org

  • photo taken at haley boarding house / more of my work is on my website, www.abandonedamerica.org

  • Abandoned shack, along the river outside Asheville North Carolina. Nikon D300, handheld. PLEASE NOTE: All images copyrighted to © JKKimball (All Rights Reserved – Worldwide). No image (in whole or in part) is to be reproduced, downloaded, copied, duplicated, modified, sampled, redistributed or archived without the written authorization of JKKimball /

  • I could not sleep last night and was out before the sun doing some shooting. I made my way to this old house as the sun was beginning to rise up and greet me. I plan to go back with Dana and shoot the inside this weekend. Just seemed stupid to go in by myself. It is awfully messed up and no one knew where I was. / I Love these old houses. So many things they could tell us… Shot with Sony A-100

  • Asylum in Virginia Taken with Pentax K100D Super. HDR done with photomatix pro 2.4. 3 differently exposed images, bumped up saturation, luminosity pushed up. 765 Views! ... but no sales :/

  • An old and abandoned restaurant on the streets of Lucca, Italy

  • Top Ten in the “Horizontal Use of Thirds” challenge in Photography-Rule of Thirds October 11, 2009. / Featured in Sets of Two September 3, 2009. Best Viewed Larger A companion piece to “Yoooooo Hooooo???” taken on July 12, 2009 on Route 30, west of Chambersburg, Pennsylvania. For the main image, I was using the Nikon D300 and the 18-200mm vr Nikon lens, shutter 1/1600, aperture 7.1, exp -.33, iso 320. Post included levels, dodging, burning, selective coloring in Photoshop then addition of three textures, one of which was my own. In addiion, the house image was combined with one of my own sky shots, taken in my backyard in Maryland. Companion piece to Yoooooo Hooooo??? textures courtesy of Ghostbones on Flickr and CGTextures and ME!!!!!

  • Another image taken on a Hasselblad and another image for my developing ‘Childhood Narratives’ portfolio.

  • Abandoned farm house I came across in Southwest Saskatchewan, while I was out on a wedding shoot! / Apparently this house a been declared a heritage site in the area!

  • A Beautiful Churchill Piano hidden away in an abandoned Lunetic Asylum. Hopefully this entertained the souls. Featured in Nostalgic Art & Photography Oct 18th, 2009. Featured in Dilapidated Buildings Oct 20th, 2009. Featured in Abandoned Items Oct 23rd, 2009. Featured in Urban Exploration Oct 24th, 2009. Featured in Music of the Spirit Nov 3rd, 2009.

  • 11/20/09 ~ Top Ten in Dilapidated Building challenge – Tone It Down group ~ Thank you everyone! 11/11/09 ~ Top Ten in Your Favorite Picture challenge, Cee’s Fun Artsy Friends group ~ Thank you!!!! 11/5/09 ~ Top Ten and Feature – 2 A Week Group – October 31st – Halloween challenge ~ Thank you everyone!!! After spending the day with some fellow Keystone State group members at Rickett’s Glen, we looked for “The House on the Left” on the way home. This old abandoned place is on Route 487, a rural road near Benton, PA. Taken 10/26/09 I combined two layers – one clear and one out of focus and an airbrush eraser to create this image.

  • Photo Manipulation This piece is a bit of a collaboration with Daniel Bullock. / Daniel was kind enough to let me manipulate one of his gorgeous asylum photos. The original image (shown below) was taken at West Park Asylum in Epsom, Surrey, UK. Before The original image has been featured in Abandoned Asylums & Hospitals 22nd Oct, 2009 and in the group POSTED: No Trespassing 24nd Oct, 2009. Needless to say, I was very excited and honored to be offered the use of his photo. / Thanks Danny!! xxx / / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-——- Credits Hallway courtesy of Daniel Bullock. / Model stock courtesy of xstockx / Hair / Texture1 / Texture2 / Texture3 Model Before / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-——- —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-——- IMPORTANT © COPYRIGHT NOTICE / The work contained in my gallery is copyrighted ©Asylum Witch. All rights reserved. My work may not be reproduced, copied, edited, published, transmitted or uploaded in ANY WAY without my prior written permission. My work does not belong to the public domain. Copyright laws will be enforced. . .

  • Abandoned brick factory in Southern Finland.

  • abandoned factory Asheville, NC. USA / Olympus E-510. Zuiko 28mm. companion piece to homeless shelter

  • Featured in the group Rural Around The Glove in December 2009 / Featured in RedBubble’s Art and Photography Page in December 2009 / The late afternoon sun brightens the doorway and illuminates the rooms of this abandoned home that once were alive with the sights and sounds of rural family life! The rural saskatchewan landscape lives in the shadows of the past! This was taken off Highway #19 near Highway #43 south of Hodgeville, Sasktchewan, Canada Post development in – Dynamic Photo HDR

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