When I think about Lost and Found, especially for this week’s prompt, I think about the abandoned. I honestly think about the song that everyone knows: Amazing Grace.
I once was lost, but now am found.
How great does that line sound? I think this is the reason I find so much joy in photographing abandoned places - just like how we all feel for the underdog of a story. We all feel that we are the underdog and have somehow become lost or abandoned. We all long for the feeling of being FOUND, of someone knowing who we are to the core.
And it’s usually when we aren’t acknowledging that’s what we need when we actually find it. Someone randomly will tell us we’re talented or beautiful, and it hits us in the gut.
Ironically, when I want to find an abandoned place to photograph, I can’t find it. I usually stumble upon it when I’m in the middle of something else: driving to church, going to the grocery store, driving to a photo session. And it’s that moment that I find it so beautiful.
I found this seemingly abandoned barn structure on the side of a road in Kentucky on my last visit and I was taken aback by the way it looked. Not only was it gorgeous with the coloring, but it also had a random GE portion of a logo on it. I desperately wanted to know its story and why GE was on the building. Unfortunately, walls cannot talk…yet ;)
What’s so encouraging about this is that we feel the same ways as humans. So next time you see someone and your gut wants to just know more about them, ask. Chances are, no matter who they are (a CEO, a best friend, someone at Starbucks), they long for someone to get to know who they are.