Once a Farm

So a short (slightly long) while ago I found and explored a now abandoned farm. I’ve been sitting on them not doing anything for a deplorably long time, but here a few at long last.

One of the cans inside the overgrown motor pool.
One of the cans inside the overgrown motor pool.

This is where I would normally have some sort of establishing shot to give context to the rest of the photos, but unfortunately the sky and light were poor enough that I don’t have any worth sharing. The upside however, is that through a bit of asking around, I was able to find out the history of that plot of land and learn why it sits as it does today!

There were two smashed cars outside the motor pool.
There were two smashed cars outside the motor pool.

Up until about ten years ago this had been a working buffalo farm. On its last leg, but on a property with a fairly good location, it sold the whole plot to Walmart, who had every intention of building their next super duper store there. This is where I am missing some information. About eight or nine years ago they got as far as starting to get construction equipment there. Apparently they stopped rather quickly as well because the contractors trailer is still there, long since over grown with brambles.

This is against the back of the motor pool. I cropped the sly out because it was a grey mess.
This is against the back of the motor pool. I cropped the sly out because it was a grey mess.

After they ceased, it was all just left to the tides of time. In some places it was clearly an active place to party with beer cans sewn about. In the motor pool an owl now lives, speckling the floor with droppings and pellets.

The farm house itself has been burned down since then, and remains untouched.
The farm house itself has been burned down since then, and remains untouched.

A lot of the frame work of the house was still standing, though charred almost beyond recognition. There is still a large section of the second floor and the chimney and things attached to it remain in tack.

Right down to the wood inside the fireplace.
Right down to the wood inside the fireplace.

Once you start to move away from the heart of the house, there is less and less left standing.

Seeing straight back outside through most of the basement.
Seeing straight back outside through most of the basement.
This was laying in some sticker bushes away from the house itself.
This was laying in some sticker bushes away from the house itself.

And finally, in lost in some deep grass, someone had to suffer from cold feet.

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Post: I haven’t been very active on here the last few days. I’ve been exploring snowy campgrounds with my roommate, teaching my family how to snowboard, doing some hand illustrating, learning to make animated walk cycles, and starting to work on a large .gif project. So, I might be quiet for a few more days, but I’m still cooking away at projects.

Thanks for getting to the bottom of this!

 

Fire Line – Cross Here

At least I’m fairly certain that’s what the tape said. As some of you may know it was exceptionally raining in the Seattle area yesterday. With this in mind I thought the light would be lovely to shoot inside of and old abandoned house. And just as it happened, I knew right where one was as I used to dig BMX jumps there in high school. Upon arrival to the old house on the bluff, I discovered that at some point in the last few months it had been set ablaze and all that remained was a hollow burned out husk. So, instead of abandoned interiors, I present you with burned out photos.

New life has already started to spring forth from the rubble
Mediocre yet necessary photo? Nothing a few colors can’t spruce up!
This is the side of the house that has the most left.
The old basement now has a lovely skylight
Only the nails remain from the floor we used to play hide and seek on
Taken in the driest part of the house in the little bit left of the basement.
This is what most of the house looks like on the inside. You can see the bathtub and where a bedroom used to be. I was debating on whether to include this photo, but I like the story it tells.
And a final image of the beginnings of life rising from the worst charred remains.

Though it might not look like it, the hardest part of these photos was staying dry. I was crouched over the camera the whole time and had a large umbrella maneuvering from hand to hand most of the time too. All in all though, I can’t imagine a more fun way to spend a rainy day.
Hope you’ve enjoyed these and thanks for at least scrolling all the way to the bottom!