Water flows through the concrete dam past the ruins of the turbine house at Paradise Springs. Located near Eagle, Wisconsin in the Kettle Moraine State Forest,
“The near stillness recalls what is forgotten, extinct angels.”
Whenever I go camping, I try to take backroads to and from the campgrounds. You never know what hidden gems you may find.
“Such a deep silence surrounds me, that I think I hear moonbeams striking on the windows.”
“The past is an old armchair in the attic, the present an ominous ticking sound, and the future is anybody’s guess.”
This old Champion sticker rests in a window at Joe’s Super Service, an abandoned service station along state highway 60 in Rubicon, Wisconsin.
I originally shot this old school house interior and broken chair back in March of 2012. My wife and I were taking the backroads in northern Illinois somewhere near Rockford when we passed this old building. Of course, I immediately hit the brakes and turned around and started shooting.
The dark damp and mostly forgotten corners of the basement of the two-flat in which we live is a gold mine for cool subjects to shoot. Today I found this tiny old apothecary bottle and a clothespin on top of an old dust-covered cabinet with the fading late afternoon sunlight trickling through the one grime covered window.