Well, bless you, StareGirl! It's a field like no other. No one outside understands it, but I wouldn't do anything else if they paid me. Which they would, but I would still rather do this. ;-)
Em, sorry about that. Someone who shall remain anonymous apparently consumed a couple of bottles of rum and was doing the pirate dance here, leaving the tell-tale zig-zag marks behind. :-(
The mid - tone colour { British spelling} is perfect for emphasising the almost sombre feel the shot exhibits, with the sheet laid on it suggesting that it is concealing something, or someone, inside.
The dust provides a sense of age immediately. Even more so, this shot starkly illustrates the absence of privacy and dignity of which we all take for granted in such a situation. The most disturbing aspect is that children used them, at such a vulnerable time of life, they were almost de- humanised. We should be grateful that Motts successfully exposes this flaw, albeit used years ago, but nonethless questions the pleasent veneer that the place must have had. The very fact that lawsuits were filed proves my point. I wonder how these children turned out to be ?
A very evocative shot, the position of the bike - like some kids just got of it, matched with the bench seen in the background, acting as examples of former civilisation. However, the building that encloses this playground seems entrapping, like the innocence of the children was corrupted, with the contrast of the blue sky offering the only sense of freedom to aspire to.
In my opinion, one of Mott's best shots throughout all locations covered.
Agreed, bland and empty but far from uninteresting. Just imagine some kid in here living the effects of being confined in this very room, it being his only area of privacy in the place he considered home - you can almost feel the unhappiness and instability in photographs such as these, executed so precisely and effectively by Motts
I worked in a home for MR teenagers and the adminstration building (former dorms) had bathrooms with notes up like this. They also had toliets like the previous photo. The building was about a 100 years old but was used until the 80s as the main home. They then built cottages for the residents.
Lynne, i know of what you speak. Sometimes they were still called "residents" although the legal term was also "clients" which is what the staff called them. The older nuns would still use "residents" however, remembering when they shared the main building with them. No matter what, they still are my kids and I see some of them on the public bus now that they have been placed in group homes. Its a good feeling knowing you have made a difference in their lives.