It can be a real benefit to find yourself with a different backdrop to your wanderings. These photos were supplied by a mate of mine – Joe – who has a real taste for distressed buildings, street art and more.
Why don’t we explore our city surroundings a little more? Why don’t we take a little more interest? Even in the distressed and desolate there are textures, shapes and colours to be found. There is imagination even in those things that appear to emphasise endings.
I come from a family with a serious background in tool making. Just down the road from where I live lies one of the old Stanley plants – long since disused. There is something of a magic about the old, the distressed, the broken. From older days of supplying things of use to the world at large it has become somewhat broken, essentially abandoned and has found some use as a (literally) haunt of ‘zombie hunters’ – playing out whatever.
Not all of life is manicured and tidy. Shells of the old, ruins and the derelict have a testimony to bear, reminders to bring, in effect, lessons to deliver.
I have a love of old and derelict buildings. The distressed graphically and architecturally has an appeal for me. The buildings shown here are local to me, in Pitsmoor, Sheffield. I cannot give a true history – upholsterers and car parts occupied them at some point.