So I headed up to Ringgold, Ga. yesterday to shadow freelance photographer Billy Weeks. We shot Heritage High School’s Senior Night football game against Southeast Whitfield High School. It was an awesome experience. Here’s a little preview, more to come later:
Sometimes, the places people tell me about sound so cool, and I get so excited to go shoot them.
And then…I get this instead:
And, since I’m not so keen on getting arrested for trespassing, or, you know, jails in general, I decided to let this one go.
Here’s part two of my adventure in a field on a back country road where I stumbled across a decaying farm, complete with barn, livestock corral, and really nice light.
The barn, tucked back behind a copse of pecan trees:
Did you notice that funny rust-drowned object in the lower right? Well, that’s a dumped refrigerator. Kinda eerie.
Another barn, farther back:
The frame and wheels of some type of abandoned vehicle, buried in a briar patch:
I’m assuming the pulley at the top was used to hoist hay bales up into the loft:
My best guess is that this is an old water basin. Maybe?
Stumbled across this little gem on a backroad with a friend the other day. If there are two things I have an abnormal fixation towards, they are: abandoned colonial buildings and late afternoon light.
The entire backside of the house had collapsed, so the windows were now on the ground.
I put one foot onto the rotting floor inside and it made an awful groaning sound, so I figured I’d use some of that common sense people keep talking about and shoot the incredible stone fireplace from a hole in the outside.
Nearly stepped on this broken glass mug hidden in the overgrown grass and wildflowers of the surrounding field. Not really sure if this is historical, or just a testament to this little farm as a haven for rural juvenile delinquency…
This farm had several more buildings tucked further back in the woods, so more to come next week on those…
So when I was little, we used to drive on this old, old country road at least once a day in the family’s purple minivan. And scattered all along the sides of this road were the remains of old houses. Then, one day as we were driving, I noticed a group of men along the side of the road with chainsaws and their pick-up trucks. The next day, there was a giant clearing surrounding a ramshackle old house. Months later, the house had been completely restored and redone into an antique gas station. I’ve got no idea why the owner decided to save one of these places, but it is definitely a nice treat as you’re driving past all the cow pastures and corn fields.
So yesterday afternoon I went out to find this old farmhouse that several people had told me about. The actual barn is on the side of the road, mostly obscured by trees and overgrowth, but still visible. The house is tucked much farther back, and is so overgrown I wasn’t able to get an exterior shot of. But, other than stumbling across a flock of turkey vultures nesting in one corner of the roof, the shoot was exciting, but uneventful.
There were several skeletons scattered around the front of the barn, no doubt the remnants of a turkey vulture Thanksgiving dinner.
Not totally sure what these were, but my best guess was they were some sort of lanterns once upon a time.
The view from the first floor of the barn up through the decaying loft.
Stacks of decaying paint cans.
A dash of color in an otherwise woody and rusty landscape.
Life has been unusually hectic this week, what with having a birthday and first tests of the semester all in the same span of five days, so I wasn’t able to go out for a UD shoot. But I did recently stumble across an urban decay photographer whose images I’m really enjoying to share with you all.
His name is Mathew Merrett and, according to his website, he is a fine art photographer specializing in urban decay. What initially attracted me to his site and his images was the fact that he has shot in Chernobyl which, to me, is practically the ultimate example of urban decay. There’s also a fantastic set of portraits of resettlers in the area, which has always been an area of interest for me as well.
His album on industrial ruins is also really neat, and he has a unique conception of the space around him that he works into his images.
I recently got a tip about an old shack in some deserted forest outside of town, so I’ll be headed down there to shoot sometime this week.