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Another old house in Mazatlan's Centro Historico, Mexico.
Photo by Barusch Benitez, Mazatlan - MEXICO.
In our endless strive for more material wealth and social acceptance, we tend to leave behind and forget what has already been created by our society, be that PEOPLE, PLACES or THINGS.
Another old house in Mazatlan's Centro Historico, Mexico.
Photo by Barusch Benitez, Mazatlan - MEXICO.
"From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity. - [Edvard Munch]
Photo by Sonia, San Francisco - USA.
This is what is left of someone's front yard. Behind this the house is almost completely collapsed. There is pretty much nothing left for these people, yet....they still showed all of us, in the midst of all this destruction, their spirit and faith. I can't tell y'all how much the people of Mississippi affected me. They are proud and strong people. They had signs, in what used to be their yards, their homes completely gone, thanking people for helping them. How amazing! They have nothing left, yet it was important to make this huge sign thanking rescuers, volunteers, etc. I have never been hugged and thanked so much by strangers. These communities will return, stronger than ever I believe. They have faith in themselves and so do I.
Please take a look at how Lucid Nightmare took this picture and made a
special photo for me to remember. So very awesome.
There are so many amazing people in this world. This nightmare brought out the worst in a lot of people and the media sure made sure we heard about them. I hope to spread the word about the amazing people i have come across that were affected by Katrina. I also want everyone to know the special people on Flickr that have touched my life. Thank y'all.
Photo by Dana Deutsch, Chicago - USA.
I've been wanting to photograph Hoober for some time, I've always thought of it as a bit scary.
I brought out two images at RAW conversion - one for the sky, one for the stand. I then brought the two together via layers.
Photo by Mark Tighe, Barnsley - UK.
We managed to find our way around the vine- & bush-covered house to the broken back door. Upon our entry we noticed that part of the ceiling & most of the main floor were in the process of slowly collapsing. We got up the nerve to explore the house. After about 10 minutes & 10 meters we found stairs leading to what looked to be an attic. We cautiously made our way up one stair at a time & peeked over the top of the ceiling.
We found this beautiful, decaying crawlspace. Remnants of roofing lay in heaps. In the empty room lay a lonely chair with no one to sit on it & a pot that had seen many meals. Beams of sunlight filtered through the roof boards & lit the attic with a beautifully warm aura.
Photo by Karl Harrison, Montreal - CANADA.
After our gastronomic adventure at the House of Cheong Fun, we explored the area a bit, and this particular shop house caught my eye for no apparent reason. The beauty of urban decay, maybe.
But notice the tinted window pane on the right, how modern. The entrance below is boarded up, and I don't think it will be occupied for a very long time to come.
Photo by galactiknick, SINGAPORE.
Deserted farmhouse of Selá, Skaginn, Skagafjörður, North Iceland
Photo by Helga Kvam, Svalbarðsströnd - ICELAND.
In Sanargaon, the ancient capital of Bangladesh.
Photo by Philippe Tarbouriech, Geneva - SWITZERLAND.
Received Award of Merit
Art Guild of Pacifica
47th Annual Members Exhibit
(juried show)
September 16 - October 29, 2005
Sanchez Art Center, Pacifica.
Photo by Deborah D. Lattimore, San Francisco - USA
Looking down Cellblock 11 at the Eastern State Penitentiary, a prison in Philadelphia that was abandoned in 1971, but which re-opened years later as a museum.
Opened in 1829, the ESP was the first modern prison in the world; it pioneered the idea that if prisoners were given quiet time to reflect rather than being tortured, they would feel penitent (this is the root of the word "penitentiary") and could rejoin society as productive members. Thus, for many decades the prisoners here were kept in their own cells and were prohibited from interacting with their fellow inmates. They exercised in individual, walled outdoor areas that were attached to their cells. It was only much later that "solitary confinement" came to acquire a negative connotation, as a special punishment for infractions committed while already in prison.
Among the ESP's more illustrious inmates in its 142 years of operation were Al Capone (who spent a year here), and the bank robber Willie Sutton. But perhaps its most unusual inmate was a dog, Pep (a black Labrador retriever). Said canine reportedly killed a cat belonging to Pennsylvania governor Gifford Pinchot; the governor retaliated by sentencing the dog to life in prison. I even saw a picture of the dog's admittance papers (he was admitted in 1924). But then the Governor got a lot of bad press over this, so he changed his story and said that the dog was his, and that he donated it to the prison for the betterment of the inmates. Yeah, right.
In the mid-19th century, the ESP was quite the tourist attraction. Its distinguished visitors in that era included Alexis de Tocqueville and a young Charles Dickens. Before embarking on his first trip to the U.S. in 1842, Dickens said that the two places in this nation that he most wanted to see were Niagara Falls, and the Eastern State Penitentiary.
Note that at the end of the hallway here, it curves around to the left. Cellblock 11 is the only corridor in the ESP where you can't look straight from one end to the other. What supernatural forces might lurk around the corner?
Photo by Harvey Silikovitz, New York City - USA.
Of the old house,
only a few crumbled courses of brick, smothered in nettle and dock,
or a squared stone,
lying mossy where it tumbled!
Sprawling bramble and saucy thistle mock what once was firelit floor and private charm where,
seen in a windowed picture,
hills were fading at dusk,
and all was memory-coloured and warm,
and voices talked,
secure from the wind's invading.
- Laurence Binyon
Abandoned house, Haganesvík, Fljót, N-Iceland.
Facing the biting north winds, straight ahead over the cold ocean is the Arctic.
The house stands a good bit away from the mainroad, a very old and bumpy mud road leads you to the house, where it stands gaping with one gable missing, displaying fallen cupboards and peeling paint.
Photo by Helga Kvam, Svalbarðsströnd - ICELAND.
In the middle of our creek, our house...
if you buy this place, you'll get a pair of rubber boots for free.
Old Mill in Southern Germany.
Photo by Mjutabor, GERMANY.
Brush Park (immediately north of the 'downtown' area) used to be the home base for Detroit's rich and famous. White Flight, racism and the like drove the owners out, and the homes have been decaying for decades. Squatters and thieves have taken much of what is left, too.
However, the area is making somewhat of a comeback, with many of the old mansions being renovated. Some gentrification is occuring, but generally, the neighborhood is working fairly well.
(This, by the way, is exactly 2 blocks from my home.)
Photo by Bobby Alcott, Detroit - USA.
In April 2001, 15 of 32 homicides committed in the municipality of Diadema took place in the Eldorado neighbourhood, our surrounding community and home for most of the children attended by CARF's Street Migration prevention Programme at our Hummingbird Cultural Activity Centre. The region faces serious social, economic and housing problems and has the highest rate of violence and incidences of youth in conflict with the law.
Photo by Gregory J. Smith (CARF), São Paulo - BRAZIL.
This is where the tracks end in Birkenau. Behind me were the gaschambers and crematoria. They were destroyed which is why I choose to take the picture facing the gate into Birkenau.
Prisoners who arrived in Birkenau exited the trains right here, to the right of the tracks. Doctors then "selected" those who could live and those who were to go straight into the gas chamber. 70 % off those who arrived in Birkenau were sent straight to the gas chambers.
Photo by Timo Luege, Munich - GERMANY.
Photo by HORIZON, Mashhad - IRAN.
DASHTAK VILLAGE:
A high rate in population growth and poverty forces many farmers to leave home, looking for jobs in around the cities. In most cases buildings are made of mud, and this is why after a few decades they are completely destroyed, in fact they belong to “earthen architecture”.
In the case of Dashtask this happened only 20 years ago and the awful part of the story is that the people who left shared the same fate as the buildings
See the Slideshow: Gate to Nowhere
I am probably going to be a bit boring for the next few days, as i have been asked to photograph this disused farm...
It will be demolished very soon as the area is too small for modern farming.
The farmer has told me that the land is being sold for housing. I have always lived here and i am pleased to capture this final image.
Photo by Jenny Fowler, Nr. St.Albans, Hertfordshire - England.
An old Colonial House in Tiradentes, Minas Gerais, Brazil.
Photo by Carlos Quandt (Kaká), Curitiba - BRAZIL.
With this image by Zdenka from Sarajevo, we welcome you to Forsaken Places, which is the second WeBlog in a series called The Forsaken by Society Trilogy.
Photo by Zdenka (Quod), Sarajevo - Bosnia and Herzegovina.
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