The Abandoned: January 2014

Thursday, January 9, 2014

Basement Graffiti Heart -Guest Heart Thursday

I had forgotten about this odd set of pictures on the wall in the basement area of the now destroyed main building. What a canvas! One could find just about anything on those distressed walls. Some graffiti was beautiful. This is not beautiful, but it is surely interesting to the eyes.

Happy Guest Heart Thursday!

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Thursday, January 2, 2014

Magical Forest Tree Heart -Guest Heart Thursday

Last summer I took this picture of the sun sparkling through the trees. If you look below the sunsparkle, you can see there are several places where the sky comes through the leaves of the forest to form hearts. It is such a beautiful, magical place.

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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.