Chandler Day 354: An Interesting Discovery

DSC00324Along the old railroad path pictured in the last post were a few headstones. They were out in the middle of the woods not too far off the path. The woods is private property now and most of it is fenced off. Normally no one would ever see the graves as the leaves would conceal them. But since the leaves are long gone the headstones could be seen. They are a little hard to read but they listed three people:

An infant that died when it was delivered on October 23, 1836

Isabella Sedwick who died March 10, 1848 at the age of 7

and Marion Sedwick who died January 8, 1850 at the age of 15.

I have no idea who the people were, what they did, why the died or why they are buried in a woods and forgotten. But at least they are remembered here. Another note about this is that a friend of mine drove past here late one night and saw a little girl in an old dress running through the field across the road. Maybe it was Isabella.

Chandler Day 352: Long-Forgotten Pathways

DSC00326Indiana is called the Crossroads of America. Highways and railways cut through the state and can be found everywhere. Railways have declined over the years and now that state is left with this. Tall embankments where railroads once were. Now they are paths through woods with the occasional reminder that machines once passed through. Railroad ties, bits of coal, markers, broken up bridges, even graves, all mark these forgotten railways.

Chandler Day 351: Another Favorite

DSC00293It has been kind of fun looking through my old photos as I begin to wrap up this project. I found this one tonight and I think this particular house has shown up before in these posts. But the house is a favorite and if you ask why, I wouldn’t be able to tell you. I think it might be the location of it, as it’s on a favorite road of mine and the area is pretty. I have never been in this house and it holds a certain mystery to it. I don’t know if I’ll ever go inside it, but the place is pretty and it will always be a favorite.

Chandler Day 346: The Julius W. Pinnell School

SONY DSCThis is the schoolhouse that where the previous photo was taken and where my camera died. It really is an awesome building, though it is kind of creepy. We were’t able to get into it but the grounds still made for some good photos. There were a couple other small buildings on the property and an old playground. Hopefully we will be able to get into the building one day and hopefully I won’t lose another camera to the place.

Brandy Day339: Kelly2

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This photo seems like a good place to start. My apologies for being absent and not following through with a commitment.  Life is pretty good at throwing struggles at you and watching you fail. Kelly for example, I introduced him at the first if the year. A man who changed my day and I spoke of many times this year, sharing his struggles and the way he affected me.  Unbeknownst to me, Kelly and I had a connection. Rebecca, a good friend of mine whom I’ve known for years, works alongside the police and city to help the homeless. She does so much for them, I don’t know where to begin. I can end with, this is Kelly in his new apartment. Yes. Rebecca got him off the streets and housed. When she text me this photo today, my life changed. It was in the middle of a shit week, where I thought, “Seriously?! Anything else?” Yes, there was something else. Something good. I’ve said no more than ten words to a gentleman whose had a year of impact on me. This is humanity. Thank you, not only to Rebecca, The Pour House, but all those who donate items, time & compassion to help others have faith in a world where faith has been forgotten, like so many on the streets. I simply ask, the next time you want to clean out your closets and head to GoodWill for that extra $30, donate those items to a local organization that helps directly with those lost & forgotten. Spend an extra $5-$10 at the grocery on dry goods for someone in need.

*SideNote: I have photos, I have words I know I owe you 🙂 Thank you for your continued support!

Chandler Day 271: Hey, Let’s Go Break Into an Abandoned Coke Factory

DSC05450This place was a location in a not so good neighborhood that I had driven past a few times and wanted to get into so badly. But I didn’t want to get into it by myself. Me and Hannah had an assignment this weekend to pick a photographer and emulate their style. She wanted to do industrial photos and this place came into mind. So we hooked up with Brandy and KC and headed towards it. We couldn’t directly get to it. So we parked a ways away at a warehouse and walked along some train tracks, over a rickety trestle bridge, found a hole in the fence that surrounded the place and climbed through. This place was incredible. I’m pretty certain it is an abandoned coke factory and it looks like it has been around for quite a while. A lot of the buildings were very old brick buildings. We spent the evening here shooting the whole place. I think we all got some sick shots and then we headed out just before sunset. None of us wanted to be in there at night. I doubt this will be the last time we’ll visit this place. One thing I know for sure is that we went over and beyond to get industrial photos and our professor better be pleased with them.

Brandy Day248: History Lesson

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Happened across this truck at an old farm house I’ve shot a few times, though I’ve never wandered back to investigate any more of the hidden gems. Should have. An old Chevy truck sat where the last person drove it, left it, in my mind a momentary moment. Keys in the ignition, windows down. I love moments frozen in history as to be continued any time.

Brandy Day240: Forgotten Love

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There is a home that has stood vacant for years. It’s slightly overgrown with weeds, the wood is weathered & some of the windows are broken out. A few months ago I drove by and noticed two blacks labs in the pinned in back area, though the house still sat ‘for sale’. Concerned for them, I went back this evening checking to see if they were still there. They were. I immediately contacted the number listed and spoke with the homeowner. He explained he couldn’t have then where he currently lived & that he feeds them twice a day and they were available for adoption.
My heart broke for them. I look at my two and how happy they are and how happy they make me. That is their job, to love & nurture. To keep me happy & laughing. These two dogs who have been ‘forgotten’ about, who sit outside alone every evening. Hoping their owner comes back to feed them again.
I contacted a friend about helping me remove them and take them to a shelter. Hopefully we can make this happen. Soon. They would be adopted immediately and hopefully into a loving home, where they can do why they do best. Love.

Brandy Day228: Summers Lost

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I’ve always been drawn to abandoned & forgotten places. I wanna know the story. What was here before, how did it become forgotten and what’s next?
A few places have given me the creeps, but most of the time it’s intriguing to look around and take photos of someone’s past.
This particular photo was taken of an old farm house off a numbered country road. The broken window with a lace wild flower growing in front, caught my attention.

*SideNote* Lilly & Oliver often go with me to shoot photos, definitely if I’m not feeling well in case something happens. As I’m knee deep in wild flowers again, in front of this old abandoned farm house, Lilly jumps in the front seat and honks the horn scaring the piss out of me.

Brandy Day212: Country

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Windows down. Music on. Country breeze blowing through my hair. The smell of corn and wet soil. No one around, but those naturally intended.
This was shot on an old lot that held a home. At one time it was a home that housed a family, hopefully wrapped in love and memories. A place that no longer stands. All that’s left is the rubble of broken glass and bricks. An old swing tied in a tree. The sun melting deep in the back, surrounded in cornfields and stale life.