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A small abandoned cottage which was completely trashed, it had obviously been like that for a long time and it was damp and didnt smell very nice at all.
The kitchen was just as bad, in fact the clutter and mess just to the right of the cooker was just awful although it did make my house look like its brand new – this was the only photo which came out decently from that place!



The Hallway

This damp and dusky hallway was actually in a manor house quite nearby to me which makes a change, normally places are quite a trek to get to. This was one of those early starts where the end location was not really that inspiring, either that or I was just not feeling it that day which actually happens more times than you may think.

I always manage to get one or 2 shots which i am pleased with though and this was the one from that day, you can almost smell the damp carpet being warmed by the early morning sun which is what i was trying to capture.


Passages in time

The name Beelitz-Heilstätten has quite a sinister tinge to it and once off the train, it was obvious that this wasnt entirely misplaced. The district is home to the large hospital complex which also shares its name and not alot else.
The hospital was built just before 1900 and in its lifetime saw various transitions from German to Soviet occupation – it was where Adolf Hitler recuperated after being wounded in WW1.

Most of the buildings were boarded up, adding to the sinister and empty atmosphere of this massive complex – one of the buildings had been bombed in WW2 and this had an open but hollow feel to it, the inside dusty and earthen :

The more grandiose buildings which had been more secure (although not completely) were in much better condition, the brightly painted corridors although peeling with age, were much brighter in appearance but retained a spooky feel to them none the less :


Lillesden – the revisit

This place was my first urbex exploration, having not really done anything like this before, I remember being really nervous about it, that heightened sense of awareness that never really goes away, but gets diluted as your confidence increases.

The actual place hadnt changed that much apart from the addition of some graffiti, and actually the graffiti was some of the best that I had seen in these places, it certainly beats the usual profanity that gets scribbled on the wall of abandoned places. It was also alot bigger than I had remembered although some of the upper floors were pretty much out of bounds because of the state of them, feeling unnervingly soft with large holes revealing the concrete ground of the floor below.

This was the second location of the day and by now the drizzle had stopped but the grey clouds were still hanging around though, The central staircase has always been the most impressive part of this mansion with large stone stairs winding up passed great mirrors to a domed landing room with one wall again taken up with a grand mirror which is still surprisingly intact. One the ground floor, there were a few rooms of note, my favorite being one painted in a dark blue/green colour with graffiti wrapping around the doorframe in the same colour.

An outer cloister led out to an area which would have been a nice courtyard, but now overgrown, this was the first real outing for my new fisheye and although it took a bit of getting used to, the lower angles worked better. It would have been such a grand building in its time, but as usual, theft from the roof, water damage and exposure to the elements are slowly eating the building to death.

Mickey was there around the corner, not in the usual disney persona. Strangely it fitted with the crumbling nature of what would have been an energised school at one time.

The place had, it seemed become a canvas for graffiti, I like the muted effect that taking photos of this through an infrared camera gives, somehow it brings out the patterns.

The upper floors were quite soft underfoot, treading very carefully up these creaking steps, the light was still bright and muted, this was underexposed by quite a bit to get some detail back in the window and on the stairs.


GT Manor

Im not really a morning person so the act of setting my alarm for 3:30 seemed quite alien, normally if I do something as silly as this there is at least a plane ride and some sunshine at the end of it, not a damp grey morning in a sleepy villiage in the middle of nowhere.

Arriving at the destination, after driving past several closed petrol stations which mocked us with their lit up Costa signs – the rain had been constant on the way there and showed no sign of lifting. The one time that im up before sunrise and there is none of this “golden light” which photographers go on about – you can see how many times ive been out with a camera at this time of the morning.

The manor house was within a group of lived in houses so we had to run in between bushes and trees to avoid being seen, although it was soon apparent that we were the only ones stupid enough to be out at this hour of the morning.

Inside was silent with the rain providing a constant backing soundtrack, some of the building had residents so we had to try and be as quiet, something thats not as easy as it sounds when the floorboards are that creaky and the usual glass and other debris are litered everywhere.

The house itself would have been grand in its time, luckily because of where it is and the restoration that has been started, the place is in pretty good condition although quite empty in places – some of the details were stunning.

The first room of note looked as though it would have been some type of reception room, a big circular opening with a domed roof and several windows around a grand fireplace. The light although muted was still not great – HDR was needed to try and normalise it.

This was the second outing for the 8-15mmL Fisheye and for rooms like this one it worked a treat.

I had seen photos of this grand dining room, glorious green wallpaper underneath an amazing wooden ceiling, the grey light was streaming through the shutters which made things tricky. The moldings and woodwork in this room was stunning, even in its abandoned state. The shutters on the windows were big heavy and wooden with intricate moldings around them, closing them stopped some of the glare but also darkened one half of the room.

The corridors were muted in the grey light, rain still bouncing off the broken windows and pavements outside.

The staircase too was really photogenic, twisting around an intricate banister, here the fisheye really came into its own with the distortion capturing 3 floors.

After a while in the manor house, it was time to go back out into the drizzle, coffee had gone from a nicety to a necessity, I should have at least packed some water and breakfast bars but as normal had come very unprepared.

Despite the weather and the shock of the alarm clock, it was a great outing, some decent photos and some good company. This manor house will definitely be on my list of places to revisit!