Somewhere between a sudden shudder and a childhood memory. //street photography, urban weird, folk horror, hauntology, liminal spaces, edgelands 👾🏢🌙🤖📺🔮🛣
I tried to take some photos of my friends chopping wood near this old abandoned shack when we went camping in Cornwall but they turned out a bit spooky 👻
Another neighbourhood stroll as golden hour approaches. If you look at the shadows on the white house for long enough it starts to look like a fluffy cloudy sky ☁️👀
Some photos of a beautiful place we camped at in Cornwall last year.
It’s actually the first film I’ve ever had developed, so I’m pleasantly surprised considering I literally accidentally exposed it to light while rewinding it.
The local town shopping centre looks pretty dire (not that it ever really hasn’t since the 80s) but it’s nice to be re-emerging into the city anyway. 🏙🏢🌈
A large old abandoned farmhouse we recently visited. To be honest I almost didn’t go in because there was a deep open well full to the top with dirty water by the front door and that kind of thing just shits me up. As we opened the door to the house we could hear water gushing, I think the pipes were broken so I didn’t go down into the dark to find the source of the sound but it literally made my legs shake feeling like there might be water flowing through the dark beneath our feet and the broken tiles. It turned out to be okay but the constant sound of water in the walls stopped me relaxing as we explored. You could feel cold damp air rushing through the building from it as you came through the doors. We went upstairs instead and it was filled with lots of little reminders of the man who’d apparently lived out his 104 years there. 🌞🌾🕸