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Nothing got the adrenaline flowing as a kid than crawling around an old abandoned house or factory. The world is full of deserted sites, some of them comprising the ever-changing top ten lists of creepily beautiful places. To me, broken cities are often reminders of broken humanity. It is the stuff of dystopian tales and you don’t have to go far to see what it looks like.
My fascination of places where corners are defined by shadow, comes from an old Victorian house I grew up in as a child. Built around 1900, its three-story temple of dark wood, creaky stairs and a catacomb basement was a sanctuary for a loner kid who liked to feel his skin crawl. Adolescent years in rural Connecticut discovered dozens of abandoned homes to risk life and limb on rotted floors. It always fascinated me how these places could stand relatively unchanged for decades. I would not realize until later that it was just cheaper to leave it be.
D.T. Krippene 