There is no object or element too obscure for me to photograph. I take joy in revealing the intricate details of an object that most people overlook.
I made my way up the stairs gingerly, as to not go through the old wooden stairs, to obtain the bedroom shot. The howling wind made the decaying roof timbers creak and moan as if the house was alive. The entire experience was quite unnerving, […]
This empty farmhouse still stands in the field, devoid of human life. I’ve asked myself if in its time this now desolate place was once a happy, loving home. If only the walls could talk, I wonder what memories they would reveal.