Photographer's Note

So here are some photos and the story I wanted to tell you about my experience while shooting here at this abandoned house/mansion.

First of all, again, I placed the town as Vik, but in reality its along the highway in the middle of nowhere, many kilometers from the nearest town. Its located in Southern Iceland on the drive to the Ice Beach...for those who have been to Iceland you'll know where I'm talking about :)

My last post was of the abandoned blue truck, which was photographed at this location. There are dozens of rusted old relics on this property, in the front, in the back and all over on each side.

I noticed this large house and its winding driveway from the HWY and I felt the need to photograph it.
Its completely run-down, boarded up, falling apart, crusted and rusted, abandoned, it was spectacular!
I have recently discovered that there is actually a name for this type of photography, of old abandoned subjects...its called Urban Exploration. Look it up online and you'll see :)

After photographing many of the old trucks, the rusted VW Van, the House itself from many different angles and POV's I decided to check out the house on the INSIDE. After all, thats what Urban Exploration is all about!

So I walk up to the red door you see in this photo. I look inside that small rectangular window and I see one staircase leading UP and one staircase leading DOWN. There is garbage everywhere, drywall falling off of the walls hanging like a broken picture frame, cans of food left open, what a mess!

I wanted to get inside so badly and take some photos of the layout of the house and its deserted rooms and broken furniture. This spooky atmosphere really gets me going :)

So here I am at that red door you see in the middle, I'm yanking and pulling and pushing on the door really hard to get inside, its totally all boarded up as if its on lockdown at a prison. I cant get in. So i keep trying, keep pulling and yanking on the door...

Out of nowhere, I see an Old Man walking UP the staircase from Inside the house. He looks about 90, I'm sure he's about 70. Long long grey beard, with a very disheveled physical appearance. He creeps up slowly to the door to meet me, he does not look very happy to see me.

I get the hell out of there, shouting at Tosca to get back in the Jeep as she is also out there taking photo's of the vehicles on the property. I can hear the man unlocking and un-boarding his front door to come out.

It took a while to back the Jeep up because of how i parked it, and with a few rusted vehicles in the front driveway it wasn't easy and it took time. All the while the Old Man is now walking slowly but ever so closer and closer to us looking very angry, I'm backing up, and pulling forward, backing up and pulling forward...and just as he's at our Jeep i get down the driveway.

Our hearts were pumping a thousand beats a minute! Poor Old Man, I'm sure he is mentally ill, I know that 'look' and 'affect' of a Chronically ill person with Schizophrenia as I work in a Psych Hospital as a Psych Nurse, and he has that exact same presentation. I'm sure he has elements of paranoia, hence the totally boarded up front door from the inside.

Hard to believe that somebody was actually living here!! The sad truth is that i'm sure he will die alone, with no contact to family, and one day his body will be 'found' inside. Where he gets his food is beyond me, there is absolutely nothing around or near by.

This was one of my favorite experiences on our Iceland trip, and i'm happy to share it with you.

I'll add a couple of WS photos, including one taken from the HWY.


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