Home Invasion: A Photo Series

Home Invasion:

Pacific Northwest part 1

Words and Photos by Dead Cities Photography

I am by no means a superstitious person, but invading these (former) homes left a lingering sensation. Some stronger and more sinister than others. Some nostalgic and melancholy. Some that wreaked of happy memories, joyous get-togethers and inevitable bank foreclosures. Graffiti covers the walls, scrappers have their way and animal and plant life flourish.

Is a home more than a frame of 2x4s, dry wall and copper wiring? I suppose that question is rhetorical. A home is a home until it isn’t. A person is a person until they aren’t. I step through a time warp into another generation and discover these museums to forgotten working class families. Chaos unfolds in front of us for better or worse.

I leave my footprints behind and that’s all. I take pictures and that’s all. There are no more humans and I’m wandering through this modern wasteland to bear witness to what we’ve left behind. The wilds of the Pacific Northwest swallow our past lives in a blanket of ivy, blackberry and fir.

Greetings from the wasteland.

-Mike