When you walk through the abandoned spaces and all you can hear is your own breath the murmur of exfoliated wallpaper and peeling paint in the wind and the chirping birds outside, you can imagine what it would be like to be the only living soul on the planet.
Except for me and my camera there is no one -maybe a stray bat or mouse every now and then- near by. Nevertheless it is not frightening at all, it feels very peaceful. Quietly, respecting the surroundings and trying not to disturb the plants and bugs that that have taken over wat once was the home of people I try to find the frozen beauty. I am amazed by the seemingly easy way nature reclaims what was once hers to begin with. While I am exploring these buildings, my mind and fantasy go in overdrive. What happened? Why did people leave this behind. Was there a local apocalypse? And what happened next…