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I’m bad about keeping track of my route when I’m on the road. I get carried away by the journey and assume when I get home I’ll be able to match photos to map. Meanwhile life distracts me: a hard-drive replacement, another trip, a project, you know how it is. By the time I get around to looking at where I’ve been, I’ve forgotten where I was. But this I know. I was somewhere southwest of Dayville, Oregon when I came across this old relic.
Naturally I had to crawl in and look around.
Hmmm. Kids have been at play. This place is so far from any little towns or ranches, I wondered how far these kids drove to party in the middle of nowhere. Maybe they will grow up to be roaming adults like me.
Speaking of roaming, I wonder what lies just around the bend?
I really was distracted by trying to get the lighting right on a tricky shot. I don’t know how that x-rated grafitti slipped past me.
On the windowsill: THEY EXIST BETWEEN THE WALLS ~~ Hmmm. I sure wonder who they are.
“Sex DRUGS and ROCK and ROLL speed weed and Birth control lifes a BITCH THEN U DIE Fuck the world lets get high.” High poetry. The mantra of youth the world over. But I was especially impressed by the part about birth control.
She sure had strong bones, this poor old building. A wonder what stories lie hidden behind these walls.
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A fixer upper for sure; a beauty in it’s day…stories indeed in those walls & more to come.
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Linda, good pictures of an old place. There was some photographer on CBS Sunday News who takes pictures of abandoned houses around the country. Not unlike what you just did. Keith
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I’ll have to look for that guy. I wonder if it was Walter Arnold whom Janis mentioned.
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Yes, it does make one wonder why and how this place became so abandoned.
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I sort of wondered how it came to be in the first place! 🤣
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Great pictures! I love broken down buildings like that. I’m not sure which photographer Keith was referring to, but one of my favorites is Walter Arnold and his Art of Abandonment series. His images are fabulous.
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I’ll have to check out Walter. Maybe I can learn how it’s really done! 😂
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If that is their state of mind, I am glad they are on birth control! I wonder if youth wrote this kind of stuff in Aristotle’s time, I know they did in my time? Hopefully the partying will end and they will grow to be fine citizens. The sky is a piercing blue, looks like a nice day. Yes, lots of stories in these abandoned buildings. Interested if you find out more about this building.
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Ha. I can’t imagine that youth were terribly concerned about birth control in Aristotle’s time. I thought these kids were far more evolved than the partyers of my generation. It was a really gorgeous day.
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Love your post Linda. I always have fun exploring abandoned places whether in person or through photos. I like what you chose to frame … even the x-rated detail! I know what you mean about forgetting where you’ve been. So many times I see a subject and think, I need to remember to come back in different conditions and then I don’t. Recording or writing it down at the time takes discipline too.
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Yes. Time and discipline. And when I’m on the road I’m usually slightly intoxicated by small sensory storms. I’m always sure I’ll remember where I was. I should at least journal a bit each night to keep track of where I was during the day. Ah. Discipline. 😏
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“By the time I get around to looking at where I’ve been, I’ve forgotten where I was.” Don’t I know that feeling. 🙂
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It happens me something similar even on a short trip, I’m not able to stop and write notes because I’m absorbed in what I see and what I’m doing. And I always think when I’m back home for sure I’ll remember everything…but it rarely happens!
I think old abandoned houses have a story and it would be very interesting to know all these stories. And if we cannot know exactly we can imagine…let’s our imagination work !
Thanks for the good photos.
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I’m glad I’m not the only one who losses track of where I’ve been. Honestly, I feel so stupid when I got to put a place with a photo and I can’t remember exactly where I was! I stare at the map and dither, Was it here or over there?
Yes. Lets let our imaginations out of the barn to run free. Who knows what stories we can come up with!
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