The Abandoned: Chunk Pile Heart - Guest Heart Thursday

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Chunk Pile Heart - Guest Heart Thursday

It wasn't until after I was home, perusing all the photos I'd taken in The Abandoned, that I noticed this Chunk Pile Heart. I knew there was something I liked about the composition of the picture I'd taken, but I didn't notice what it actually was until then! I thought it perfect for Guest Heart Thursday!

For more heart art, ephemera, photography and altogether fabulous heart stuff from around the world, visit Clytie at Random Hearts for Guest Heart Thursday.

WARNING: If you visit The Abandoned, without permission from the owners, or the caretaker, you risk getting arrested for trespassing.

3 comments:

Clytie said...: How many times I have walked by this pile of junk and not noticed that it's shaped like a heart! Good eye, sissie!; May 26, 2011 at 3:56 PM
Lyneen said...: Who would have thought!!!! Just a pile of ROCKS! Keen Eye.

Thanks for sharing. Happy PPF!; May 26, 2011 at 5:22 PM
~Cheryl said...: A broken heart beautifully made whole. This is quite the find!; May 27, 2011 at 9:09 PM

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The Abandoned

Years ago, I dedicated this blog to The Abandoned, a huge complex of abandoned buildings in rural Oregon.

Surrounded by wetlands and old growth timber, The Callahan Center was built in the 1970's by the State of Oregon as a rehabilitation center for people recovering from injuries on the job.

In 1992, the property was bought by a mega church. However, the Living Enrichment Center closed in 2004, amidst financial scandal and the property was abandoned.

The buildings stood empty for many years. Over that span the property was vandalized and looted. Yet the beauty of its rare architecture shone through the shambles of abuse and disrepair.

In the summer of 2013, the complex was completely demolished. We were all sad to see the buildings go, but because of trespassers and vandals, it was necessary to take them down.

The area where The Abandoned once stood is filled with $500,000 mushroom houses (homes built so fast they pop up like mushrooms) built on postage stamp lots. There are sidewalks and tall lamps where I once watched the foxes of the field leaping above the grass, hunting rodents.

The surrounding woodlands still survive. It is my prayer the wetlands and forests with their pristine creeks, native trees and flowers, as well as the wildlife which shelter there, will be protected.