1,830 Comments for Buffalo State Hospital

Freakin' gorgeous.....

On the subjects of ghosts you never know where they're going to turn up. I saw a ghost in the least likely place once (in broad daylight in a new building), so I suppose anything is possible.

My brother and I took some really straight laced girls to the Late Show ( it always played after midnight), they must have thought we were crazy, we never heard from them again, great movie though
Dammit, Janet

Excellent shot, got the wallpaper.. ! The length of the corridor and the hosereel leads the viewers eye to the sunlight filled windows. However, it is unsettling to see the two chairs positioned as they are, like they are hinting at the civilisation of the past that now leaves them vacant.

The hues seen are effectively varied; mid tone seen on the peeling walls, showing the state of decay the place is experiencing, but the 'Magenta Light' as it were, gives an almost menacing look to the caged in bathroom by its striking intensity.

The peeling of paint fully supports Motts' premise of time taking its toll on a place removed of its former use. Here, we are able to see layers shed, in effect revealing a factor of the past before our eyes, being the old paint. Furthermore, we must take into account that the view into the outside world through the window seems to be limited, implying a generally entrapping environment the patients may have had.

The bright, happy colours that Angela comments on must have an attempt to alleviate whatever disorder the patient must have been suffering from. Invariably, him or her would have been unhappy to some degree, black would be the colour of the persons mind, the interior of this room would challenge such a feeling.

I was into toast and playing cards. Didn't do the water bottle thing much, as it was usually cold outside (we're talking about the 'Burgh, here). I never dressed up either.

Perfect tonal range, black and white really acts as the best medium to emphasise the sombre look the door has and more so what lies inside the room. We are also able to almost empathise with the mental patients once confined to this room. Furthermore, the peeling paint is a subtle comment on time and how the layers are stripped away when left devoid of human maintainence.

Kinda looks like castlevania. Beautiful architecture

My mom was committed to that hospital in 1953. She lost everything: her home, her family, her identity. The only records I ever obtained were of her very first 'treatment' (not sure where) which consisted of 13 electric shock treatments in 14 days. I found her 40 years later, still 'intact' carrying only her integrity- and somehow she had managed to maintain it. She had been released after only the first 7 years of commitment, and lived in and out of foster homes the rest of the time, and her life. Everyone I met who had any contact with her thought she was a wonderful woman. I think that the New York system took very good care of here, generally speaking. She died at 74 with little notice, in Buffalo, New York where she spent her entire life. Am working on a manuscript and your site came up as the first source of history. Thanks for you work.

Well, just a few slices here and there . . . . . Also, a full spray bottle of water, a handful of newspapers, lots and lots of rice, well - you know . . . . . guess you had to be there . . . . . . .

Or not . . . . .

Were you one of the people throwing toast at other theatre patrons?

My absolute favorite movie, I am ashamed to admit. While I never dressed up for a showing, I took along all the necessary accoutrements. :-)

"There's a light over at the Iron Fist house, there's a light ...burnin' in the fireplace. There's a light, light in the darkness of everybody's life."

And you better plan on adding a BIG electrified fence 'cos we are all planning on coming to visit you. :-)