Some more polaroids....
Captured some moments stuck in time last week at an old estate out in the country at a shoot I was working on last week.
The place had alot of old memories of the past. A very sad story to say the least. The estate was all overgrown and unkept for years with all these small houses buit throughout the it's acres. At one time in the early 70's it was a place of crerative artist and political minded hippies, the woman who kept the torch going and here husband; since divorced, later turned it into a beautiful place to host weddings and special events and had built small cottages for her children to come home too when they got older, an amazing pool with its' own bridge and overgrown gardens with wild huge flowers everywhere, beautiful lit spaces with dapels of light coming from all directions. This place is an artist wet dream.
But due to some crazy sonoma politics, she was ordered to shut down her operation, because of permits and what not, and was told that all that was built on the estate besides the main house, was not up to code and unlivable. For now the place is all overgrown and her daughters have all grown up and moved away. And I could tell she has gotten to the point of throwning in the towel.She seemed very distraught the whole time we were there shooting; walking aiimlessly through the compound with her big bernese mountain dog named Purdy.
The place is magical with so much potential its' sad to see it has become such a ghost. I suggested to her each place could be amazing studios for artist and performers to take the place over and utilize it in exchange for fixing the compound up. But at the moment it remains in limbo, overgrown and delapitated. So sad how others greed turns ones passion into a burden......
I could go on and on about this place, but I plan to visit more and get the full story and maybe find out what it will take to save such a dream.
Update:
Got this song stuck in my head at the moment, probably one of the best chourus' I've heard in a long time for lovers.
'Ambulance' by TV on the Radio
Your slim frame
Your eager eyes and your wild mane
Oh they keep me where I belong
All wrapped up in wrong
Youre to blame
For wasted words of sad refrain
Oh let them take me where they may
Believe me when I say
I will be your accident if you will be my ambulance
And I will be your screech and crash if you will be my crutch and cast
And I will be your one more time if you will be my one last chance
oh fall for me
Your slim frame
Your simple stare and your wrong, wrong name
Oh they keep me where I belong
All strung out in song
Why so tame
We could shoot wilder vines
Through younger veins
Sip slow from nights deep wells
And watch our gardens swell
Once the seeds are sown
Wild and overgrown, youll see
Heart's colors changed like leaves
Oh sweet sweet tree
Fall for me
Fall fast, fall free, fall for me
Because I will be your ambulance if you will be my accident
And I will be your screech and crash if you will be my crutch and cast
And I will be your one more time if you will be my one last chance
Oh sweet tree, fall with me
Fall fast, fall free, fall with me
Captured some moments stuck in time last week at an old estate out in the country at a shoot I was working on last week.
The place had alot of old memories of the past. A very sad story to say the least. The estate was all overgrown and unkept for years with all these small houses buit throughout the it's acres. At one time in the early 70's it was a place of crerative artist and political minded hippies, the woman who kept the torch going and here husband; since divorced, later turned it into a beautiful place to host weddings and special events and had built small cottages for her children to come home too when they got older, an amazing pool with its' own bridge and overgrown gardens with wild huge flowers everywhere, beautiful lit spaces with dapels of light coming from all directions. This place is an artist wet dream.
But due to some crazy sonoma politics, she was ordered to shut down her operation, because of permits and what not, and was told that all that was built on the estate besides the main house, was not up to code and unlivable. For now the place is all overgrown and her daughters have all grown up and moved away. And I could tell she has gotten to the point of throwning in the towel.She seemed very distraught the whole time we were there shooting; walking aiimlessly through the compound with her big bernese mountain dog named Purdy.
The place is magical with so much potential its' sad to see it has become such a ghost. I suggested to her each place could be amazing studios for artist and performers to take the place over and utilize it in exchange for fixing the compound up. But at the moment it remains in limbo, overgrown and delapitated. So sad how others greed turns ones passion into a burden......
I could go on and on about this place, but I plan to visit more and get the full story and maybe find out what it will take to save such a dream.
Update:
Got this song stuck in my head at the moment, probably one of the best chourus' I've heard in a long time for lovers.
'Ambulance' by TV on the Radio
Your slim frame
Your eager eyes and your wild mane
Oh they keep me where I belong
All wrapped up in wrong
Youre to blame
For wasted words of sad refrain
Oh let them take me where they may
Believe me when I say
I will be your accident if you will be my ambulance
And I will be your screech and crash if you will be my crutch and cast
And I will be your one more time if you will be my one last chance
oh fall for me
Your slim frame
Your simple stare and your wrong, wrong name
Oh they keep me where I belong
All strung out in song
Why so tame
We could shoot wilder vines
Through younger veins
Sip slow from nights deep wells
And watch our gardens swell
Once the seeds are sown
Wild and overgrown, youll see
Heart's colors changed like leaves
Oh sweet sweet tree
Fall for me
Fall fast, fall free, fall for me
Because I will be your ambulance if you will be my accident
And I will be your screech and crash if you will be my crutch and cast
And I will be your one more time if you will be my one last chance
Oh sweet tree, fall with me
Fall fast, fall free, fall with me
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wonderful pictures,such an amazing house and such a sad story.i hope you will figure something out to save this place.