18 hours in a car? Not a problem for us! Yeah, I would love to fly and get to my destination quickly, but I’m good with a road trip. There’s more adventure in driving. (Texas to northern Colorado) I don’t have photos of all the beautiful sights along the way, but I have some. God was showing off His beautiful art yesterday… lightning, rainbows, rain, sunshine, deserts, mountains, clouds, storms, trees, rocks, sand…
I love exploring abandoned houses and buildings. A friend sent me a link to an article about “urban explorers” on howstuffworks.com. This explained my attraction to these old, and sometimes dangerous places. I learned a few things from this article, but mostly, it explained a lot.
“Urban exploration purists advocate only trespassing — not breaking and entering. This forces explorers to get creative when finding an entry point into a structure.”
This is true, I have been creative on ‘entering’ some of these places. If they’re locked up tight, then I enjoy the outside. If the no trespassing signs are visible and well posted, I leave it alone.
“It should be said that UE is an extremely dangerous and illegal pastime. By nature, old abandoned buildings are unsafe.”
This is true, as I’ve fallen through several rotted floors. Being careful is good, but being aware and preparing for a UE trip are necessary.
“Some appreciate the old architecture and ancient machinery. For other people, it’s the thrill of just standing still in a silent, untraveled place. Others find beauty in the type of decay that can be found only in neglected buildings.”
I do find beauty, but I’m also fascinated by the personal effects people leave behind. I’ve found many things in abandoned houses, everything from photographs to electronics. One house had the whole backside blown out by a storm, the closet full of clothes and the vacuum cleaner from 20+ years prior, sitting there as if the people ran out quickly, never looking back. I can’t help but wonder why people leave stuff behind, what situation made them leave and how they determined what they did take.
“Whatever his or her motive, an urban explorer finds adventure in these abandoned sites. There’s a peacefulness in these empty, concrete caves that isn’t like the solitude found in the woods. It’s an experience opposite of nature; instead of finding reassurance in the renewal of the seasons, the urban explorer finds kinship with the past.”
This is so true, it’s a peacefulness, but very different than what’s found in nature. It’s a serene feeling, laden with curiosity and wonder.
“These explorers usually take photos of the places they visit.”
Here’s some photographs I’ve taken in abandoned places, mostly houses. I photograph these as a hobby, but I just can’t get past the fact that people throw away buildings, houses and cars as if they have no value. Some of these places are structurally good and it just makes no sense that they’re thrown away. Continue reading
I had an eBay business while I was doing freelance work several years ago. I started eBay for one simple reason. I sell my Syquest Sparq drive and cartridges. Back in the late 90’s, the Iomega Jaz drive was the industry standard for backing up you data. They were great, but they cost a lot of money. The drive was around $400 and the 1GB cartridges were $100. I was really excited when Syquest came out the Sparq drive. You could get the drive for half the price of a Jaz and the cartridges were 3 for $100. I bought one the same week they came out on the market. They were running a design contest and the prize was 50 cartridges. Wow! With those I could get rid of all my 3.5 disks and a lot of my cd’s. To the drawing board! Digital, of course.
I entered 3 designs, and here’s the one that yielded me 50 of these amazing cartridges.
Yes, by today’s design standards, it’s lame, but it got me over $1,500 in digital storage. Sweet! As one of my friends said back then, I had enough of these to tile a small room. That was all great until these drive started having big time issues. The company replaced my drive at one point, but I already knew these were not going to last. I joined eBay, sold off my new, unopened replacement drive and all of the cartridges for just under $2,000. Before ceasing my good eBay business, I had done over 5,000 transactions and at several points, was a power seller. Continue reading
When I was about 8, we lived in a house that had 1.5 bathrooms. My mom, being the neat freak that she was, only allowed us to use one of the bathrooms. The other bathroom got used so rarely that the toilet water evaporated and there was always a ring around where the water had been. You could count the rings, similar to telling the age of a tree, but there rings being measured in days, not years. The main toilet was having problems, so my parents showed me how to fix it, just in case it happened when they weren’t home. My, how times have changed! Home alone.
If the toilet kept running, I was to jiggle the handle. If that didn’t work, I was to remove the top and jiggle the little white thing. Seemed simple enough. Even at that age, my dad had to hide his tools because I would build stuff out of anything I could get my hands on. So, of course, I came home from school one day, used the bathroom and the toilet kept running water. I jiggled the handle, waited, knowing good and well that I would eventually have to remove the lid. Yes, lid time. I took it off, jiggled the white thing, and in seconds I had a 3 foot geiser going.
I panicked. There were no instructions for this disaster!!! All I could think about is how my mom was going to kill me for making a huge mess. I quickly placed my finger over the spot where the water was coming out. Then I thought, “Where is all this water going that I’m holding back??” Look, I was 8 years old people. A new panic set in at that point. I let go, ran to the phone and called my friend next door. She ran over to my house and found me back at the toilet, holding back the water that was probably flooding someone’s house in China. After two young kids deliberating over something they knew nothing about, my friend ran outside to find some help. She came back in less than five minutes with some guy she found on the street. Again, this was a different day and age. The man came in, turned off the water and quickly left the house. I lived in a middle class, suburban area and I still wonder, to this day, where that man came from. Continue reading
Today, just a small collection of odd photos. These remind me of a joke told by Steven Wright a long time ago. He says he owns two rare photos, one of Norman Rockwell beating a child and one of Whodini locking his keys in his car.
Seriously? We need to wrap the plastic recycling bins in plastic sheets, and then place that wastefulness in a box? What exactly is the purpose of the plastic wrap? Maybe they did that so we would have something to place in our new recycling bins.
This is an old photo, taken in a motel room on our way to Mexico. Did I really need a Starbucks latte that bad? I have my own travel cups, but instead of bringing one I wasted a waxed paper cup, a plastic lid, a cardboard hugger thing and a plastic keep-your-coffee-from-spilling stick. My roommate had a plastic bag sitting behind the coffee, and all of this sitting next to a plastic sign saying “save our planet”. It’s a sign to place on the bed if you don’t want them to wash the sheets. I wanted to place it on the bed, but we were only there one night, and I’m guessing the next guest would appreciate them being washed.
Wow. What were these marketing people thinking? Sustainably grown coffee, a beautiful story of how they’re helping the environment, all neatly packaged in a styrofoam cup. My friend took this photo while traveling on an airplane. Not like there’s a lot of choices at 32,000 feet above the earth.
These photos are just a few reminders of our disposable society. How long will it be before our planet looks like a scene from a sci-fi movie? No, I don’t mean the fun futuristic ones where we all own spaceships, wear silver clothing and have intergalactic space travel. I mean the ones where people are trying to survive because there’s nothing left. Yes, this might sound extreme, but is it?
As I stated a few days ago, I’m behind on my 2-per-week goal of creating trashograms. Although these are fun to make, I’m finding other opportunities that have much more impact in the trash society world. I have a few trashograms to share, then some news to share.
I don’t wear a lot of makeup, as a matter of fact, most would say I don’t wear any. I do wear a little bit of eye shadow and sometimes lipstick. (I cringe as I say these things) I’m not opposed to makeup or people that wear makeup, as it’s a personal choice. My reasons for not liking it is it takes way to long to put on and I prefer to stay low maintenance. I also hate the way my face feels with all that paint clogging my pores. I had horrible skin that used to breakout all the time. I stopped makeup foundation and about 98% of it cleared up. Anyway, this is makeup that I’ve had a long time, most of it I was talked into buying. I downsized my makeup by approximately 75%.
I gave this to a couple of pre-teen girls to use for playtime. I don’t like to play dress up. Continue reading
Honestly, some of these might be more than a year old, but they’re all the same, year after year… lots of stuff. Most of these were taken in abandoned places, houses, farms, buildings, vehicles, you name it. No matter where I go with my camera, I always find lots of stuff to shoot. There’s something about each place that intrigues me, saddens me, excites me and disappoints me. Take a look.
I just don’t have much to share on the shopping front. I’m just not doing it. Instead, I’ll share a few photos today.
This house was abandoned in the 70’s, and interestingly enough, it looks as though they moved nothing out of it. Not only are the clothes still hanging in the closet, but there was a vacuum cleaner, furniture, kitchen stuff, photographs… you name it. Apparently they were not emotionally attached to their stuff.
Here’s a bunch of random “abandoned” photos. Enjoy…