i for myself use to visit abandoned places like this. and i gotta say, the pics are just a part of the world of abandones, you gotta get there by yourself, or at least used to get to places like that. its amazement and sadnes at the same time. beyond the visible expirience there is the silence there, and the smell! its like you dive into a conpletely different world, the world of abandones. there is a sureal silence and accustics there, and its about the smell of somehow rotten wood, rust, linoleum, moisture, mold, stone, all that together in a more or less mixture of it. and it differs from place to place, it is sometimes more of stone, or more of mold, or more of moisture, it depends on where you are, what kind of institute, or if your in a basement, tunnel, sun-flooded room, or else, but its the other half of the world of abandones, just try to imagine this if you watch the pics and you will be even closer to it. just dive into it all.
at viewing this pic i get a pic of: "you wanna get out?" "yea" "ok you do [insert something that would totally overstrain you] and you get out!" "crying out loud and desperately" *door slams shut*
Kids, Stay away from this place. You are going to get a ticket for ttrespassing with a criminal record/$500.00 fine. I know because I got one. Besides, who wants to believe in Ghosts? Don't you know that they are Satan's angels pretending to be real??? I realize this was stupid of me, Stay out.
Interesting shot-nice details. I feel the same way that you do, Mr. Motts about never having to see a historical building gutted and destroyed. It's better to remember the way it was in the past. When they took my dad's old barn down, it was very sad; I didn't watch. I had a lot of fun childhood memories of that barn: kittens and puppies being born, playing with my cousins, making a "haunted house" of the barn, ect. The barn and my dad (God rest his soul) are gone now, but the memories still live on...