From a broken home, 1

It was the sofa.
I often see these double-wide mobile homes being transported down the road, with the white wrapping on the inside side pulled tight. When I see them that way, they are just part of someone’s house being hauled someplace new. This one, moored beside a narrow road, was different from the beginning, with strips of plastic flapping slowly in the breeze.
But it was seeing that sofa, stuck in a half-living-room, that put it on a human scale.
New Deal, Texas
photographed 2.12.2016
Posted on February 23, 2016, in Photography and tagged 365 photo project, black and white photography, melinda green harvey, Mobile home, monochrome, new deal, new deal texas, NIK Silver Efex Pro 2, one day one image, photo a day, photography, postaday, texas. Bookmark the permalink. 18 Comments.
Something sad about this
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Yes, it is full of sadness. In fact, I can’t see anything EXCEPT sadness…
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It’s odd how it seems to have been dumped there and let to rot. Sad indeed. Someone lost some money on that deal…
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Yes, they did. I sort of assumed it had been repossessed, but it’s clearly not in any shape to be sold to someone else. Also, the other half of it was nowhere to be seen. I’m no real estate expert, but I tend to think that would decrease the sales potential.
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Yeah, it may impact the sale value! I suppose the structure can be used for firewood, small parts and the steel frame can be repurposed.
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Yikes…
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That’s exactly what I thought!
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I’m sure!
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That’s a beautiful piece of Americana: memories of someone who tried hard and failed.
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Most of the time even the bleakest scenes have a bit of hope in them, but this one is all bleak.
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How do some things happen? And wouldn’t it be wonderful if that thing up the pole was CCTV that could tell us all about it. But it’s not of course. and so we just wonder and think and the bright ones take a picture. Well seen, Melinda
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Thanks, Andy. This is actually one of the more mysterious things I’ve come across, and there were parts of it that seemed intrusive to photograph (like the little bedroom full of kid’s left-behind toys).
As a photographer, I was happy to have found it. But as a human….
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Another thought provoking image, there’s a great sense of isolation and unrealised dreams in this one for me.
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It is very, very sad. As I mentioned to another commentor, there was a small bedroom that was full of kids’ toys. It was hard to see that, and it feels much too tragic and personal to photograph.
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That is a very real concern with some images, there are some scenes that I want to record but how far an I intruding when I do that. It can be a difficult balancing act.
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Yes, the balancing act is a real thing and it’s always in my mind. It means there are shots I don’t take, but I don’t regret it: I have to be true to my own process and sense of right and wrong.
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Your right, that’s the thing you have to sort out early on, what is my approach and what lines do I not cross.
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I spent several years documenting roadside monuments (crosses, usually) that had been placed at the site of traffic fatalities. Before I started the project, I actually wrote out a list of rules for myself on what I would/wouldn’t do at the sites when I was shooting.
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