The House Artisan!
Well end of last year this house was found, I kept my eye on the place knowing it was upon our maps, but decided to wait for everyone else to get the shots, saves multiple threads of the same building so after travelling around that lovely welsh countryside it yet again began to snow of course this was perfect, the black car we drove in upon our return white, the fields we crossed to get here pure snow heaven, certainly felt like you was in a different part of the world.
As we arrived from the woods, all seemed clear so in we went, enjoying the marvellous place, from its grand fireplaces to its beautiful mirrors, looking outside it was clear we was going to be in for a long walk back, as the snow was firmly setting, luckily we got here when it wasn't that bad. As we walked around I began to feel more an more on edge, not that anyone sane would be here but something left me feeling unsure, maybe it was how neat downstairs was? So I decided to check upstairs enjoying the delights it offered me and my camera.
This house contradicts its settings, such a grand place hidden from the world in such a remote place, the home clearly belonged to artists and sculptors, an seemed to have some connection to the mining community nearby, the cart showing this which sat under the stairs. Photographs of a bygone era sat in a suitcase but many personal for documentation with names on the back, I simply focused on the surroundings showing the grand place for all to see. The kitchen seemed to leave me puzzled unusual thoughts from here, while some of the decay and bits an pieces lay from a certain era, the kitchen looked rather modernised? no AGA present and while pots and pans and glasses and bottles remain collecting dust, the cooker seemed more modern?
With water seeping in upstairs after going up the first lot of stairs, I nosed at the top but nothing of any photographic purpose, I then went back downstairs and began getting lost in this world the weather outside had created, windows now becoming icy and nothing but a blanket of snow, we decided to stay awhile longer, sitting on the sofas and enjoying our time taking in this wonderful place.
Well with the snow certainly leaving its mark we decided to leave, knowing it would be dark by the time we got back to the car, sheep now only becoming visible once infront of us, we made our way soaked and cheerful, leaving this majestic place alone to sit in sombre.
Thanks for taking the time to read and look at this place, its highly appreciated as always, I may be able to throw another report up before my life gets hectic with one last trip planned for a week of decay and amazing photographical opportunities!
Well end of last year this house was found, I kept my eye on the place knowing it was upon our maps, but decided to wait for everyone else to get the shots, saves multiple threads of the same building so after travelling around that lovely welsh countryside it yet again began to snow of course this was perfect, the black car we drove in upon our return white, the fields we crossed to get here pure snow heaven, certainly felt like you was in a different part of the world.
As we arrived from the woods, all seemed clear so in we went, enjoying the marvellous place, from its grand fireplaces to its beautiful mirrors, looking outside it was clear we was going to be in for a long walk back, as the snow was firmly setting, luckily we got here when it wasn't that bad. As we walked around I began to feel more an more on edge, not that anyone sane would be here but something left me feeling unsure, maybe it was how neat downstairs was? So I decided to check upstairs enjoying the delights it offered me and my camera.
This house contradicts its settings, such a grand place hidden from the world in such a remote place, the home clearly belonged to artists and sculptors, an seemed to have some connection to the mining community nearby, the cart showing this which sat under the stairs. Photographs of a bygone era sat in a suitcase but many personal for documentation with names on the back, I simply focused on the surroundings showing the grand place for all to see. The kitchen seemed to leave me puzzled unusual thoughts from here, while some of the decay and bits an pieces lay from a certain era, the kitchen looked rather modernised? no AGA present and while pots and pans and glasses and bottles remain collecting dust, the cooker seemed more modern?
With water seeping in upstairs after going up the first lot of stairs, I nosed at the top but nothing of any photographic purpose, I then went back downstairs and began getting lost in this world the weather outside had created, windows now becoming icy and nothing but a blanket of snow, we decided to stay awhile longer, sitting on the sofas and enjoying our time taking in this wonderful place.
Well with the snow certainly leaving its mark we decided to leave, knowing it would be dark by the time we got back to the car, sheep now only becoming visible once infront of us, we made our way soaked and cheerful, leaving this majestic place alone to sit in sombre.
Thanks for taking the time to read and look at this place, its highly appreciated as always, I may be able to throw another report up before my life gets hectic with one last trip planned for a week of decay and amazing photographical opportunities!