Before the war my dad often took me with him to explore these abandoned places. He really likes to photograph ruins that are falling apart or overtaken by nature and i too think there is a lot of beauty in them, especially when the nature is absorbing them back into itself and covering everything in moss, little saplings growing from cracks in the walls. Its almost a religious experience when its so quiet there. As an assignment to make an artbook i took some of my dads photos and added cute ghosts to them. There is a tonn of really interesting and unique photos that never went into the project because i was simply running out of time and was stressed (like some photos fom Poland, Some really cool onse from Tarakaniv Fort. Some are on my computer but i siply didnt have time too look for them) But maybe i will be able to revisit this concept some other day and make.
Also now i see i should have posted this as one post instead of separete onse from the start but it fine
[MESSAGE FROM THE CLERGY]
I’ve come to a point in my life where I need a stronger word than fuck
- a Nameless Ghoul