Having family who lived in the town and worked at Kings Park I can say that the place was a lot more frightening when it was open and the patients peered out the windows at you.
it's the light at the end of the tunnel. I love Mott's hallway shots, he definitely has his own way of presenting them. There is another one like this on this site, and I just love how optimistic they look. Like everything that once happened in there is being slowly being reclaimed by nature.
I remember in my ramblings in the the Great Smokey Mountains coming across some lichen that was very much this color. It is eerie how close in color the paint is. It looks like a whole room covered with the stuff!
The idea that the chair is facing away from the reflection pool and towards the window says something to me. It's like an inability to reflect upon the past and future and only living in the present.
My mother had once voulenteered her time at kings park. At the time she had been a clown and went to go cheer up some of the younger patients they had there. She said it was the most horrific thing visiting them there and recalls a boy with cigarette burns all over his body from his father. She voulenteered at the veterans part of the hospital also. She says that this part was the scariest because they would scream at you for no reason. She was handing out their food and wasn't abled to talk to them because some would just flip out. My mom said that Kings park is an extremely sad place, and she would never go again. Not fair, I really wanted to go too... Well I thought that was some interesting information that I'd share with you from someone that has actually been there when it was open.