Then I began to explore the School and Fuel lanes.
You know, I was always attracted by disorder, where are everything destroyed, shabby, but here I was directly tired of it. After taking pictures of this microdistrict, I don’t feel like taking pictures of dilapidated courtyards anymore. I don’t know what influenced me so much, but that evening I was already nauseous from rickety sheds and dilapidated houses. This happened to me for the first time. I hope it passes and I can work on the project again. Or maybe this is another creative wave, a change of genre, which often happens with me. But now I look at the photos and they do not cause me disgust.
And even there was a desire to capture another shabby quarter again.
These lanes are quite cozy, not gloomy. Here you can already feel life.
A small truck van turned into a garage.
Much is hidden under the snow. Now horror is probably happening there.
A wasteland can mean only one thing: a dilapidated or burned down house along with sheds was demolished here. Perhaps a new house will be built on this site.
In the middle of the quarter you can always find some interesting house.
House territory is not well-groomed. If this is not parking or a playground, then there will most likely be bushes, tree branches or weed grass up to a meter high.
Fuel Lane goes to the Poshekhonsky Highway, where there are barracks. One of them is completely uninhabited.
There are interesting old sheds, and in good condition.
A lot of destroyed sheds!
Lots of!
But the garages are quite culturally stands in one row.
Urban contrasts. Not enough church in the background with golden domes.
Barracks are all the same, but the sheds are more diverse. Maybe due to the fact that I paid more attention to the sheds than usual, I felt uncomfortable at the end of the photo shoot.
To be continued..
