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bright red chair against so much bland decay

them ceiling tiles again.....

the walls bricks look like blood seeping out...

Ahhh new galleries, you made my birthday. Thanks Motts.

Not to drag up old threads, or subjects, but, there were also spectators at the civil war. People would come out to some of the battles with picnic baskets and make a lunch of it. I always thought this was interesting, I never thought of war as a "spectator sport"

One of my favorite shots that I've seen on the site so far. It reminds me of leaving a dreary place, into a calming light. There are very little markings/paint peelings visible on the other side of the doors. Maybe I'm just in an odd mood tonight, which is possible, or the soothing celtic violin I'm listening to, but, this just really struck me as beauty from darkness for some reason. Motts, you sell prints correct?

A poetic and sad end to the history of the church.

If the floor tiles were to be whiter, and the hall wider, I would swear this was the middle school I went to. Odd.

The wall tiling is exactly the same. Only in the older part of the school though. Man this pic brought back some memories for me. I could almost see lockers lined up on the right side, and classrooms on the left.

I like the weird rainbow effect the lens flare gave off in this shot. Also, the intricate woodwork of the ceiling is beautiful. It's sad to know this place no longer exists. Unfortunately, the US abandoning its architectural history in beautiful forgotten places like this.

"Last person moved to a community based facility on March 25, 1994"

That's exactly seven days after I was born... -shiver-

Suicide screens....

For some reason, when I first saw this shot, I thought of something getting sucked up the chute ala bank drive through mode. Maybe I just have some odd reverse thought process. It's an amazing shot. Looks really welcoming and comforting to me for some reason... I can't explain it.

What's the creepy black thing on the wall behind it? O_o

And is that someone's foot in the bottom left corner?

How scary. Awesome.

Let's hope that's not blood...

-shiver-

In 1956 I was a college student who took an Abnormal Psychology class at a nearby college. We had a field trip to Belchertown to observe the "feebleminded" which included a visit to the theater where some students entertained us with a musical review. I remember every detail of the trip and experienced a shock of recognition looking at this picture.

I am familiar with most of the asylums in Massachusetts, and can tell you that even speaking their names invoked terror back in the 40's and 50's. My family came from Springfield ,and in the late 19th and early 20th centuries Alzheimer's patients were sent to the state hospitals. I had many relatives that ended up in Northampton. My mother was terrified of "being sent to Northampton" and I admit that the pictures of the old asylums strikes fear into my heart.

Your pictures are stunningly beautiful and I am enjoying your web site very much.