left without needed protection or care
left by the owner
no longer held or thought of : given up
Not to be confused with lost.
WordPress’ Cheri Lucas Rowlands posted the challenge with a great example of the interior of an abandoned building. It’s apparent that I stick with exteriors.
Old School House near Okanogan Washington
shot from the road
Boarded up in Wilkinsburg PA
near Okanogan Washington – mailboxes still in place on the right
Old bathtub at Conneaut
New York City Chair and Hanger
Threes. Many things come in threes. It’s a strong number- a favorite number of many.
Still on the theme of three with a triptych story with the suggested 3 pictures will be coming in the near future……………
Thanks Mark for this thought on the Three Rivers even though the stadium by that name was demolished in 2001
(see implosion below)
Allegheny River on the left
Monongahela River on the right
Forming the Ohio River at the triangular point!
Juxtaposition. I read the definition twice.
Michelle W. at the Daily Post says Unexpected Pairings.
Looked through the archives and found these for the gallery. It did mention “abstract” and I think mine are more “concrete”
Pittsburgh Marathon -Walk and Sit
wood branch in chain link fence
One orange amidst the others Smith Mountain Lake Virginia
Old boat and pirates, new boats and boaters
New York City Garbage
St. Patrick’s Cathedral in Scaffolding
Lego world- real world Rockefeller Center New York City
Splint and leg
Anna and the sock monkey
Saw this sign last Sunday in Columbus Ohio.
Captured with iPhone.
Stopped at a red light on our way to grab lunch at Hill’s Market, before Matthew took off- return to Zagreb
It’s a Guest Blog today. This gallery could be a good writing prompt, too. You know there’s a story. Probably more than one story.
And you know when someone sends me photos and they say they saw something and it made them think of me and the blog, it’s a nice feeling. Marlene (Erika’s mother and Mark’s MIL) wrote from Hardy, Virgina with the accompanying photos she took on a walk with Donald.
Glad you had your cell phone along on your walk, Mar.
“We saw this fireplace chimney in the woods so we ventured up the hill. There was a stone outline of where the old homestead was. There were a bunch of mason jars all over so we figured kids with moonshine would sit around the fireplace and drink. Way behind the chimney we saw another old house. So we walked through the leaves to the other house.”
“After checking out the side of the house I walked around to the front door and there I saw the front door was padlocked.
It was so funny because the exterior wall was missing on the side.”
Thanks Marlene for the gallery of the old Homestead in Virginia,
Last windows gallery for the week. Thanks for stopping by and seeing these views.
Ninth Street Bridge from the Parking Lot
St.Luke’s Windows New York City
Smokestack Pittsburgh Squirrel Hill Pittsburgh PA
Museum of Modern Art New York City
Motor Square Garden Pittsburgh PA
Greenwich Village Window with a Treble Clef
From the Rooftop of the Metropolitan Museum of Art
A muddy boot found in a loaner car at the Subaru Dealer Murrysville PA
From a Hotel Window (Before it was demolished ) Civic Arena and Old Train Station Pittsburgh Pennsylvania
Andy Warhol Museum from a Parking Lot and Close-Up of Windows
Marlene in a frozen window
Making the theme last all week? I photograph a lot of windows.
St. John’s Chrysostom Byzantine – Columbus, Ohio- St. Olga Window
Merry Christmas Window Pittsburgh PA
Brooklyn Bridge from Jane’s Carousel Dumbo, Brooklyn NYC
Franklin Conservatory Columbus Ohio
University of Pittsburgh Cathedral of Learning on the Horizon from Arlington
Freedom Tower from my sister’s apartment window
Graduation Party Window
Oakmont Bakery Oakmont PA
Bus Window on Field Trip
I was wondering what I’d post following the dedication post of the Gary and Nancy Tuckfelt Holocaust Sculpture from yesterday. Thank you for the thoughtful comments and for sharing it with those who were unable to attend.
And then the artist Elena Hiatt Houlihan called me Monday night to say she’d taken photographs of Keeping Tabs at night with a borrowed tripod.
She said to me, “You have to see it at night. The light is beautiful.”
I was half asleep-
but after we hung up, I pulled jeans over my pjs, threw on a coat and grabbed a hat. I drove up Beechwood Boulevard to photograph the sculpture even though Elena had already left. It was 10 PM.
My tripod was at school in my classroom so I took up a Swifter with a flat top pole to steady my camera.
No moonlight to help the effort.
As I got out of the car, I saw the light reflecting off the six million pop tabs encased in the glass blocks. All was quiet. It was moving.
I was all alone until a single figure arrived and entered the sculpture for a time.
I tried a number of settings, shutter speeds, aperture and white balance, trying to get the best quality shot I could, given lack of tripod or remote cable. It was in the low 40’s and I was wishing I had my tripod. Night photography takes practice.
This post seems to complete yesterday’s photographic essay. Good idea, Elena.
and then too much light, blown out- but autumn colors in the surrounding trees
Coney Island Signage found on a doorjamb (I love that word)- NYC Summer 2013
BTW, How’s your handwriting?
Sounds like a cinch, doesn’t it? From lines to patterns? Organic might have been a better route. Nature.
After reading about this week’s challenge and viewing some fellow bloggers posts, here’s my gallery.
It was suggested to go with the “tiled mosaic gallery” so I thought I’d try it.