These kind of pictures fascinate yet terrify me. Someone, either adult or child, has drawn this long ago, created a picture of the world they knew around them within those walls, of the people around them.
Probably heard of the phrase black sheep to mean an outcast, so used that since they were all outcasts of society back then (and in some cases even now), and the names make me chilly.
The fact these are real people the artist knew perhaps. Jean maybe died somehow as did the other unnamed sheep. Bennie? and Jo have managed to escape the pit, and Marcia and Mary seem to be between heaven and hell itself.
or it could be just a drawing someone drew and named the sheep because he or she wanted to.
What draws my eye the most is that there is still a perfectly good drawing in chalk on that little blackboard.
Someone's dream that managed to live long after they died, I guess.
Reminds me of Silent Hill. Actually, ALL of the pictures remind me of Silent Hill.
This one feels more like it though....the pure gibberings of insane loneliness people must have felt in here, some couldn't speak so they screamed through carvings.
Others couldn't write so they screamed until they become whispering echoes.
And others who couldn't do both screamed inside themselves so powerfully that their essence remains.
But that's just me.
That chair gives me chills. I felt something bad from it. And something sorrowful.
I'm not psychic or anything, so don't worry, I'm not a nut :P I'm just thinking on gut instinct.
The shed makes me imagine some sort of childhood home of someone, at first filled with the false perceptions of happiness you remember...but then when you return to it, the bad memories fly from the door into your arms.