Archive for old building

Notice the door.

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on April 15, 2010 by thedarkshadows

Again on Clemenceau street, close to Atheneum, in someone’s yard…

I just hate the door at the end of the garbage.

Magnify to see the horrifying grafitti on the wall.

Electroaparataj Factory

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 4, 2010 by thedarkshadows

Electroaparataj Factory, in Bucharest…what can be creepier than a forsaken Factory…?

A strange tower

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 23, 2010 by thedarkshadows

Such a strange little tower as if grown out of that building which has fancy new windows…

Perhaps it is the local Martello tower 🙂

Taken in Bucharest, close to the Anglican Church

Dark shadows in the night

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 20, 2010 by thedarkshadows

This was taken in my house a few years ago. I was taking photos of the shadows made on the wall by the wooden curtain, and in the second photo I discovered a little surprise…

Spooky trees

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , on March 19, 2010 by thedarkshadows

When darkness follows from the world of plants.

Dublin, 17 March 2010

Lonely chairs

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 15, 2010 by thedarkshadows

If you click on the pictures, you will see that the chairs are chained…

Taken in Bucharest, in 2006. They are in a little park between the building where i live and the next one.  NOBODY ever sits there and I have never seen them moved aside, even one centimeter…

Deserted fortress

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , on March 14, 2010 by thedarkshadows

This is a picture taken by a friend of the deserted fortress of Modlin, Poland. Ever since 1656, the place witnessed the troubled events in the history of Poland, and was one of the last units to capitulate in the 1939 invasion. Parts of it are open nowadays to public. It is a place full of odd little things, old smells and mystery.

Taken 2006, May