I’ve lived in a small town in central North Carolina my entire life and driven by this house hundreds of times without ever noticing it. It sits along the edge of a forest on a two lane stretch of road in a blind corner. Unless you happen to know someone who lives on along the …
Regular readers of 35mmc know that I like to photograph urban (and rural) decay. Last December (2019), quite by chance, I found a treasure in Jackson, Mississippi. In the southeast part of town, which was formerly industrial, I saw a car at the old Morris Ice Company warehouse at 652 South Commerce Street. Next to the building, an old electric pump partly smothered with vines called out to be photographed. A young gent came by, looked at my Hasselblad camera with interest, and said he had recently bought the building along with four acres of land from the heirs of the Morris family.
Worcester’s former fire station is a huge complex of buildings that sits in such close proximity to where I work that I have very frequently wished I could get inside to photograph it. As someone who finds photographing the inside of disused buildings like this really interesting, I have often found myself wondering what remains inside. That was until recently when the opportunity finally came up to have a bit of a poke around with a camera in my hand…
A couple of weeks ago I had the opportunity to explore a disused leisure centre in my home city of Worcester. As somewhere I’d been a fair few times when it was open there was a hint of nostalgia, combined with the excitement and awe that came along with being able to freely explore this otherwise closed to the public place. What I didn’t quite anticipate was the silence.
I was given a guided tour of a disused office building. I really had no idea what to expect before we went in, but quite honestly I was blown away by the place.
