Wednesday, May 19, 2010
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There's something I love about abandoned houses. They have a certain beauty, sitting in their decay, something so alluring, haunting almost. Something that just begs to be photographed. I try to imagine what type of people used to live there and make up stories of their lives.
I saw an old barn while walking my dog on a trail last week and I am dying to go back and photograph it. Possible photo shoot location? Hmm...
On a side note, I found a bunch of dried up roses next to the sidewalk down the street from my house. I might collect them, then do a photo shoot with them. Is that too weird? They are just too good to pass up!
Posted by The Drifter and the Gypsy at 7:21 AM