Its over a week into the Australia part of my extended holiday and im way behind in my blogging, and photo organisation for that matter.
So forward winding past Borneo and KL and Melbourne and some abandoned houses which will all be written up soon.
Yesterday we went to Philip Island and saw some of the Australian wildlife, Kangeroos, Wombats and these cuddly looking critters, which I have found out sleep alot!
Here in the UK, we dont do extreme weather very well at all, the first sign of snow and the country seems to grind to a stop, it was around this time last year during a mini photo trip to Belgium that it started to snow heavily on the road from Calais to Ghent. The usual snow panic kicked in to start with but once you are actually forced to carry on then its not so bad.
This old park was the final destination on the trip and the snow still covered the ground but the white skies had given way to the crisp blues of a winter sky, making the the park look like a land out of a fairy tale.
The park was made up of what I would call “child powered” rides, none of the electrical thrills of modern parks but swings, slides and roundabouts although on a larger scale to the kind of park thats found on housing estates and parks.
Originally opened in the 1950 and a series of accidents led to the decline of visitors and eventually to its closure in 2002.
It had quite a strange atmosphere. the access was easy because of a wide open entrance and it seemed that the town had just come to accept it as it was. There were a lot of kids playing on the barrels, couples walking around hand in hand and people out walking their dogs.
Abney park originated in the eighteenth century, formerly one of the ‘magnificent seven’ garden cemeteries of London which were created to alleviate overcrowding in existing parish burial grounds.
Abney Park is now a woodland memorial park and Local Nature Reserve, ivy and other plants grow over and around the memorial stones which are falling over with the pressure of the foliage and the subsidence of time
Theres something quite tranquil about walking around these cemeteries, even though there is a sense that you are walking around memories and sacred ground, you never feel as though you shouldn’t actually be there (they are also quite photogenic in places)
Old cars are very photogenic, leave them outside for a few decades and let nature take its course and they take on a whole different light.
A small sleepy viliage in Cambridgeshire and a small copse of trees alongside a footpath, hidden in these were these sad looking car parts.
At first it looked like these were fairly modern cars that had been dumped there but further into the woods and there were older and more classic lines to the cars.
There wasnt actually any pattern to these, it may have been whatever the old owner could get their hands on that week, maybe for scrap or parts.
I recognised some of the cars : Vauxhall Cervette, BMW’s Skodas and Fiats but there were alot which I didnt have a clue what they were
The images here are all taken with an Infrared camera, the channels are swapped in photoshop to turn the red sky to blue and the green foliage to yellow/orange which makes it a bit more normal but still keeps the infrared look to it