When I was a little kid, my family attended Forrest Heights Methodist Church. We were regulars, the sort of family who sat in the same pew every week. The church sanctuary was the first built space I had a strong affection for – the mid-century lines and combination of building materials felt right to me. I liked the light fixtures, too; they were big and stately and (to me) very church-like.

Not at all like this light, which looks like it should be hanging over Great Aunt Mabel’s kitchen table.

in abandoned church
Grenville, New Mexico
photographed 8.26.2017

Posted on September 18, 2017, in Photography and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. We attended a church too in my childhood where all the regular church-goers sat in their ‘adopted’ pews, and woe betide anyone who sat in the wrong pew!


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