Holy fucking hell! 10 days at work and I'm already ready to die, literally. I'm already fallen in that "happens every time" mode where I can't get my mouth open at all while everybody else is talking talking talking. And as you know, if you are quiet in this world it means that you are idiot and strange. And when others start to treat you as one, it gets really hard. And that place really is place where you should be able to take your space... and I just can't, I am not that kind of person. Sad that they can't know my other person that comes out anywhere but not at work... now I am just waiting this summer to end.
But after this shit to photos. These are from my last free weekend, I mean I did return to work after this weekend. I've known this abandoned farm for long time, but it have been locked. Now I did get hint from local, that it is open. Day was saturday and evening, but I weren't able to resist. I did go there and start drinking bit later. I know that I must return there, there must be lot of photos waiting...
As far as I know, last person who did live there did die to alcoholism at 2004.
Evening in Forgotten Garden:
House on the Hill:
Summer Saturday Evening:
Something Blue:
Old Iron:
Black Birds:
Long Gone:
Aerial View (only house were still there, even cowshed were collapsed at last winter):
Place Were Painted (this seems to be painted by local artist, who did live wandering from house to house and paint paintings if needed or wanted. As far as I know, he didn't take almost nothing from them and most of people didn't think that they were valuable at all. No need to mention that today people have start to see that they ain't rubbish... Artist himself died 1983):
Sunset boulevard:
Looking into Mirror:
Golden Light:
Looking in TV:
Swansong:
Jesus Saves (Not):
Looking Back to Past:
The Chair:
From the Past:
It's the Art:
Sauna (of Darkness and Light):
In the Attic:
Ghosts:
Even Childrens Have to Die:
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And traditional off-topic-bonus-picture comes from... Paradise! So no surprises today.
That's it, thanks for watching.