My love for abandoned old buildings continues..
And from country to country.. Wow.. How do those shapes just keep getting wilder and more crazy? I love how nature can play with a concept such as a tree and create just so many.. So much.. So fabulous!
If ever feeling a bit uninspired a good tree will always spark something, maybe a drawing? A photo? Or just a ponder? I often ponder about what might be living in the tree.. Birds? Insects? People in tree houses? Or in some moods I can imagine elves and pixies and fairies and other such creatures.. I think this comes from my love of Arthur Rackham’s illustrations (which also inspired many of my tattoos).
I chuckled the other day as I cycled beneath some trees stuffed full of white squabbling parrots/ gallahs settling down to roost for the night! The whole tree just came alive! Reminded me of some of Quentin Blake’s parrot drawings.. They make me smile too!
At what point does abandoned, derelict and falling apart become appealing, eye catching and almost attractive?
This shop front has slowly been falling apart over the last few years and I kept meaning to take a photo of it.. Because I really quite like its abandoned, once loved, once useful look! Don’t ask me why.. I don’t quite know.. I just like it I guess!
Plus I have a bit of a fascination with derelict buildings and really love when they get to time stage that nature starts to take over…