The Last Time?

I drove past the school that I have been taking photos of yesterday.  I drove past it twice.  There was maybe an hour and a half between the two trips.  In that hour and a half it went from about half left standing to very little left standing.  This made me want to continue the documenting process of it's demise, the fact that very little is left.  So today, after a nice run and a swim in a pool, I went back and found even more missing.  There are no rooms left...everything that remains is either a wall with very little attached or an unidentifiable "piece" of what was once a school.  I might go back when there is nothing at all...we shall see.

   A Slight Breeze Could Bring It To It's Knees

A beautiful sunset created the perfect color tones for this post-apocalyptic scene.  If I didn't know what this mass of scrap metal was just two weeks ago, I'd have no idea what it is or once was.

A Junkyard Wasteland

A field that stretches into a baseball diamond has become a temporary junkyard for the site.  A barn in the distance creates just enough light to illuminate pieces of what could have once been a locker room or science lab.  

Deconstructing A Bicycle: Rear Brakes

Reminiscent of some high school dark room project, I give you the rear braking system of a bike.  Nothing fancy, just the necessary pieces.  

 I Brake For Brakes

It's like one of those projects that you toss pencils and paper clips and whatever else you can find in your pocket on the light table in the dark room and make a negative print...just with bike brake parts.

I Had To Return

Afraid that it would be destroyed before I had a decent collection of photographs, I returned to the abandoned school today.  I wanted to make sure I milked the building for all it's worth, because I rarely have such easy access to an awesome dilapidated building.
I was never in this building when it was actually in use.  Sunday was the first time I ever entered it.  What I find strange is that I now feel I know what it looked like when it was being used as a school.  The broken down walls and the exposed pipes and sockets are easily pushed back into place, and the trash can be removed in my mind's eye.  This leaves a fairly clean image of the interior of the school in my mind...the question being just how accurate is my depiction.  Who knows.

 Take a Seat at Your Desk Next to the Cement Blocks

Unlike all the other pictures, this photo was shot with the outside world's natural light coming through the window behind me.  By window I mean massive hole in the wall.  It gives the image a cave-like feel.

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This might not look like a door that natural light should be spilling in from, but it is.  The back wall in this room is totally gone, allowing the sun to allow me some awesome lighting.  I know I referenced him recently, but I shall do it again...something about the lines, angles, and lighting in this photo remind me of an M.C. Escher drawing.

Blockade The Entrance!

Apparently the demolition team was being attacked by zombies while destroying this school.  They tried to block the entrance, and succeeded, but forgot about all the walls that they had already torn down prior to the attack.  They're all dead, Dave. 

Let the Sunlight In

 The sun was at the perfect place when I took this photo.  It cast beautiful rays right through the windows that lit up only a small portion of this massive skeleton of a room.

For Yesterday

Apparently Blogger had some problems yesterday.  Once I got off work and went to log in, bam, nothing.  I tried every so often and had the same results each time.  So, today you will get yesterday's and today's post.  Hurray.  Two for one Fridays!

Where's The Quartet?

Nothing in a deteriorated state can escape my eye.  Here's a barber shop pole.  The reason that they look the way they do is because in medieval times, barbers were also surgeons.  The pole represents the bloody bandages that would have been wrapped around it.  It is mostly an American thing to have blue incorporated into the pole as well as red and white.