Childhood’s End

The old buildings that I photograph are often full of artifacts of the lives once lived there. For me personally, often the most poignant of these are the ones related to children. An old crib… a broken toy… telling stories of when there was vibrant life in this abandoned place. I can almost hear the echoes of the baby’s cries and the child’s laughter…

I think these photos have enough in common to merit giving them their own album in my online portfolio. The album is called “Childhood’s End”. Here are a couple of the photos from the album:

Pick Me Up?
Nativity Scene
Empty Crib