Kinda like dust to dust… . Really dark, I love it. Don’t we all feel like abandoned house sometimes? Don’t we fell like a room in that house which is always locked and no one will ever have access to it? Don’t we feel as if our house which is our being is like that house, empty, lonely abandoned? Yes we do, all of us do
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Kinda like dust to dust… . Really dark, I love it. Don’t we all feel like abandoned house sometimes? Don’t we fell like a room in that house which is always locked and no one will ever have access to it? Don’t we feel as if our house which is our being is like that house, empty, lonely abandoned? Yes we do, all of us do
As Robert Ruark said, the hyenas get us all.
Very true. Thank you, Derrick.
Poor old house! The black and white emphasizes the feelings of sadness and abandonment.
Hi Pat, thank you very much.
A family lived there once…
That highlights the sadness to think that many memories were probably made there.
Kinda like dust to dust… . Really dark, I love it. Don’t we all feel like abandoned house sometimes? Don’t we fell like a room in that house which is always locked and no one will ever have access to it? Don’t we feel as if our house which is our being is like that house, empty, lonely abandoned? Yes we do, all of us do
I like the analogy, Luc. Thank you for the feedback and support.
Always.
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Kinda like dust to dust… . Really dark, I love it. Don’t we all feel like abandoned house sometimes? Don’t we fell like a room in that house which is always locked and no one will ever have access to it? Don’t we feel as if our house which is our being is like that house, empty, lonely abandoned? Yes we do, all of us do
Your photography reminds me of the small, rural town where I grew up. Wonderful images…
Thank you so much for the comment.
Derelict, decrepit, beautiful… I can identify! : )