After year since last visit here I did feel it was time to return. Feels stupid to say so (because I think that I say same about every location) but this is one of my all time favorite locations. It’s chaos, but also really emotional stuff from last christmas and beyond and still there is so much to see that every time shows you something new.
Since my last visit someone have been there, ripping a hole to get under the kitchen. Well, there have been hatch but hidden so well that even I haven’t notice it until now when it was completely gone. This with few details like that postcard on the floor where someone did tell how long sentenced people have been getting from crimes made me wonder if someone have really been searching something from there?
Anyway, after publishing these on my Autiot ja unohdetut Facebook page one now retired Finnish professional photographer did kind of attack against me. He did tell how he was planned photographing project about abandoned houses 15 years ago, and back then his lawyer did say that it is illegal, you can’t do that. So now I'm ruining finnish photographers reputation and what even worst: I might be causing hard psychological traumas to owners of these houses! He also did wrote how
“young photographers” doesn’t have any respect to their subjects anymore.
That was quite… I don’t know, of course this is illegal, but how big my crime is because I don’t break anything, I don’t touch anything and so on? I mean if house have been ruined years ago already and that haven’t cause owners to do anything to keep it better safe, am I really a criminal if I go to search photos from there? Yes I am, but a big one..? And yeah, maybe someone could get traumas by these photos, but I suppose they at least should know what condition their houses have felt… even without my photos.
But after this explosion, here we go…
Standing Still:
Death of a Butterflies (at the Front Door):
And Here We Stay, Waiting (Endlessly):
Filled with Oblivion (Cobwebs):
I Let Them Dry:
Oblivion:
Dying Curtains:
To the Unknown:
To Sleep Eternal:
When Days End Sooner:
And Then There Was a Silence:
Needles (to Rust):
Pain, Ache, Rheumatoid Arthritis (Living Still Death Liberates):
Still Moment in Time:
Life (Ending Before the End):
Flowers (to Remember):
Words (
“Don’t judge me before you know what is true. I hope, that one day you will be able to forgive me”):
Throne of Chaos:
Idols, The Pagan Roma and Hepatitis (Madness of Religions):
Birth of Ketchup Bottles:
Last Christmas:
Light Burns:
Wooden Fingers (Gnarl Art):
Forgotten Art:
Flowers for the Last Ones:
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And that was it, hopefully without any serious psychological injury.
Anyway, there is still one photo to get over, so stay strong. Another shot from Torronsuo national park, not too far from my home. Mornings can be magical:
Now this is the end. To be careful, please observe your state:
-Does these pictures come into your dreams?
-Do you re-imagining this post?
-Are you avoiding locations that remind you from this post?
-Are you avoiding conversations about subjects included with this post?
-Are you having a psychological turmoil?
-Do you feel that you are outsider?
-Do you have the reduction of interest in everyday activities?
-Do you feel that future will be shorter?
-Do you have difficulty of concentrating?
-Do you have sleep disorder?
-Do you have irritability?
-Do you feel anger?
-Do you feel fury?
-Do you have deteriorating functional capacity?
You know, just to be sure…