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11-05-2009
After 2 Years
In november vorig jaar was ik twee jaar bezig met mijn urban avonturen. Was laat 's nachts, kon niet slapen en op een keer kwam er tekst. En dat is deze
After 2 Years
Today 2 years ago, I started with a urban adventure, never tought after 2 years I would stil do it. My first adventure was to the sanatorium of Buizingen, at that moment I search places for modellingshoots. But after I walk in, I discovered the beauty of empty places. The light, the colours, the memories inside. At that moment I know what I wanted to do of fotografiestyle. And now after 2 years I'm somewhere around 40 places I visited and so many still to do.
*Sometimes we where to late at places, that they started demolisching of renoveted the place.
*Sometimes
we discovered strange and creepy things, like x-rays from people,
bloods on the floor or windows, needles, stuff from the people that
they left behind ( like pictures, wish- and birthay carts), food still
laying in the kitchen.
*Sometimes we met people, not always
exploraters, also people that are just walking there for fun, police,
junkies, dog, a gard, nude models.
*Sometimes we walk into
dangerous places, places where holes are in the floor, that bricks
falls down, where dangerous stuff laying on the floor, or where the
stairs are complite rotten or gone.
* Sometimes I think of
stopping with it, centainly after my fall in a hole, I'm a little
afraid of the dark now, scared that I will fall again in a hole. But
than I think of the many adventure, the kicks, the beautiful places,
the experience, the friendships, the funny things ( eating pannecakes
after it, getting lost in a factory and searching the way out), the
ways of entering in a place and so much more.
For my the
greatest places that I visited was a militaire kazerne in Liege, just
because of my 2 granddads have done they militaire training there, one
of the two was there during Wo2,for my it was great to be there. I can
only imagion what I would be during that time.
For my the worst
place is the swamp hotel, It's a place that give my the creeps,
centainly after my fall, I don't wanted ever to return to that place.
