Berkshire, New York is a sleepy little town about halfway between the two megatropolis cities of Ithaca and Owego, New York. Upstate New York is full of small towns just like Berkshire. Once bustling with business and industry, now just small hamlets with a smattering of homes, abandonments, and the families that used to work there. Many weekends are spent on the road just driving to see what I can see an this was one such trip. While heading towards a site that was suggested by a friend, something interesting caught the corner of my
A truly American sentiment recognizes the dignity of labor and the fact that honor lies in honest toil.
Out in what seems to be the middle nowhere in western Maryland is the tiny town of Lonaconing. Home to the iron blast furnace built by the George’s creek Coal and Iron Company in 1837. This would be an amazing attraction for a city twice the size of Lonaconing. But this little town has an even bigger secret garden, the Lonaconing
Upstate New York, especially the Catskills has always been a desired area for vacationers. In the 60’s and 70’s it was the driving force behind the economy in many small, otherwise tourist-less towns. Many resorts and hotels popped up to serve the masses of business men and woman and their families who were looking for a bit of the “Country” for their summer vacations. Resorts like The Concord, The Pines, and Swan Lake were huge. Some like the
If you were born in the late 70’s early 80’s there’s a place deep in the Pocono Mountain region of Pennsylvania that your parents don’t want you to know about. Better yet, you don’t want your parents to WANT you to know about it! Since you ventured here, I am going to tell you about it, and I feel the need to apologize ahead of time for what I am about to clue you in on.
You see, there is this resort, now abandoned called:
It’s not often that you drive out into the middle of the southern Nevada desert in 100 degree heat, dodging a tarantula migration only to meet the nicest people you have ever met and a literally finding a photography mecca. In 2012 that is exactly what I did. So, in September of 2013, when my “Beautiful Landscapes and Abandonscapes of the Southwest” kickstarter project was successfully funded, I decided that part of that project was to return to my favorite
I visit a lot of locations that you cannot just jump in the family truckster and check out. But, there are some that you can, and should! While not abandoned in the traditional sense, all of these locations were once abandoned and have now been converted into tourist attractions
I have lived in the Southern Tier of New York state for over 5 decades. There pretty much isn’t anything here that I haven’t seen or photographed. Or, so I thought.
As most of you know, I am forever networking on Google+, Facebook, and other social networking sites. It was during a post engagement on facebook that I was asked by a friend if I had ever photographed the 1930’s rusted cars and an abandoned farmhouse up along the east side
A couple of years ago I reluctantly joined a family trip to the Steamtown National Historic Site and ended up having a great time. I have always loved trains and steamtown has plenty to not only see and learn about but also to ride on! Move the clock ahead 2 years which brings us to early summer. I had my friend and fellow abandonment photographer Walter Arnold visiting and I promised him some cool locations to shoot. During the initial arranging of several shoots planned I made contact with the National Park asking
The New York State Inebriate Asylum, which later became the Binghamton State Hospital, was the first institution designed and constructed to treat alcoholism as a mental disorder. Located in Binghamton, NY, its imposing Gothic Revival exterior was designed by New York architect Isaac G. Perry and though the first cornerstone was laid in 1858, construction was not completed until
First off, let me say, this is the most difficult story I have worked on to date. Asylums are notoriously difficult to write about due to their sordid and often clouded histories. Truth is, most asylums are closed due to atrocities of some nature. And because of those
Early in 2011 I was contacted by a central Pennsylvania graphic artist about touring and photographing an old mill in Maryland. This was no normal mill though, this was the last completely in-tact Silk mill, left in the United States. Like a lot of abandoned sites, to tour this site, I had to agree not to disclose the name, location, etc. I really wanted to tell the story of the old mill so at the time, I decided that this particular photo essay would be shelved. The mill’s owner Herb has seen that he can generate income from those who wish to explore peacefully and offers “free roaming” tours for $100 per person. The money he charges barely puts a dent is his costs to maintain security, taxes, and upkeep at the mill and keep it in its in-tact condition, but every little bit helps. Right now the mill is in bad