There is certain type of house I have a deep interest and fondness for ~ the abandoned. I often wonder what brought them to their demise. What created the disappearance of the inhabitant from this sanctuary thus leaving it to do its best to stand against the elements of weather and time. Because I cannot bring them all back, I feel the need to capture them before it is only the foundations outline on the earth that remains. I hope to capture what still lives in them. I believe they still have so much to offer, if only given the chance to rise back to their former glory. But to me, they prove themselves often in what still stands. Their service to an owner may no longer occur, but their character remains. Even appearing torn and tattered, dignity is intact.
This is my first in a series of “Forlorn Facades”. It is my hope to capture the essence left within them thus not allowing them to merely fade to memory and blight.
This home was found while driving through Bedford County, Virginia. Because of its deterioration there are no inside photos. We did notice through the open front door that an old dresser remained inside. It is interesting what we leave behind . . .