Not far from where I live there is a small farm which until a couple of years ago was occupied by an old man who had lived there all his life. The farm had become a victim of modern agrarian practices and the old man's failing health and strength.
He finally succumbed and died leaving no obvious inheritor. The farm, which was already in a parlous state quickly became a complete ruin through the ravages of the weather and mindless vandalism.
These images, taken today, show the main living room of the farm with the old man's few pitiful posessions still in place but sifted and scattered around by vandals in the vain hope of finding something of value... but he had nothing worth taking.
Note: My treatment of this image is something of an experiment in an attempt to convey the sense of decay and desolation, and the tarnished memories of the past so present here. I tried B&W but liked this 'grunge' treatment better.
It does look desolate because when I first saw it I thought @taffy had posted from the fire destruction of her place. Love the texture you have added to this picture. Gives me the chills.
These images demand closer study. I can't help but look for clues of what might have been of interest to the old man in his life. I see no photos of possible family or remembered pets. The way the center image is tilted really adds to the chaos of these pictures, and your post-editing texture is perfect in my opinion. Can't stop studying the scene...
What a shame that the old man, his life, and property should end like this. Your image has sertainly portrayed a poignant legacy, It's a good triptych shot though Richard.
I'd agree with you on leaving it in color; it keeps it real, which makes the image. I like the triptych at these different tilts, too. They convey the fractured mood I imagine were I standing there. Interesting and touchy presentation. Thank you for sharing.
Your poignant triptych effectively takes us on a guided tour of this sad scene, Richard. Nothing cheerful or inspiring about such a scene; just despair at the way some members of the human race - allegedly the most intelligent form of life - can despoil the meagre remains of someone else's life. A Fav for no better reason than to mourn this man, whoever he was, and so many others suffering so little disrespect, and what better reason could there be?
So sad Richard. My grandfather's farmhouse is lying unused. Uncle Sam lived there with hi wife and daughter. It passed to my cousin, who had already married and was living on her new husband's farm when Uncle Sam died. Ruby tried to let it out but no one wanted to live there as there was no electricity, or water on tap. Aunt Anna had pumped all the water for the house from a pump in the yard (I've never tasted such great water again. The land itself is leased to a local farmer but the house , byre, dairy ans sheds lie unused.
