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Secure the grounds.
To take these pictures, I walked past the fence's end, pushed through some bushes, got my hair caught on a wire, and didn't linger because a lot of the windows were open to the street and it was an open construction zone where anyone could conceivably look in and see me. I knew most people wouldn't, but that didn't remove the element of potentially being watched, so I tried to spend as little time as possible inside, just going through and taking shots. I settled on 45 in total.
After I got through the fence, I went in through the back door, walked around the first floor, went out through the basement, went back in through the back, walked through the second and third floors, and then beat feet out of there.
Entrance, floor, and one of many broken windows.
Mirroring effect number one.
Front room and stairs I didn't follow at first.
The first round through the kitchen and what I found there.
The basement. I really like how the drawer came out.
From the driveway, what remains of the other four houses that make up the project.
Parts of the second floor, and mirroring effect number two.
More of the remains.
More things that need to be cleaned up.
I kind of wanted to take these, but didn't want to touch them.
Making my way to the third floor.
Can you spot the playhouse?
Over and under and looking through.
This was one of the things that made me stop for more than a picture - it looked like very old wallpaper, and the people who'd lived here before had plastered over it instead of stripping it off first. So I had to wonder what that told me.
More broken windows and looking through the eaves.
It pays to look up every once in a while.
Taken while standing on top of and looking down the stairs, and more debris that made me nervous to be around for more than a couple of minutes.
Something else that made me stop. Not only was the flower wallpaper plastered over, it was going to be repainted - and it looks like they were testing out the colors. Which says something else entirely.
Close-up of the wallpaper.
I don't know if this was left by the construction crew or someone else who went exploring, but I have no desire to find out in any case.
Small concessions to modern life.
The former street address.
After I got through the fence, I went in through the back door, walked around the first floor, went out through the basement, went back in through the back, walked through the second and third floors, and then beat feet out of there.
Entrance, floor, and one of many broken windows.
Mirroring effect number one.
Front room and stairs I didn't follow at first.
The first round through the kitchen and what I found there.
The basement. I really like how the drawer came out.
From the driveway, what remains of the other four houses that make up the project.
Parts of the second floor, and mirroring effect number two.
More of the remains.
More things that need to be cleaned up.
I kind of wanted to take these, but didn't want to touch them.
Making my way to the third floor.
Can you spot the playhouse?
Over and under and looking through.
This was one of the things that made me stop for more than a picture - it looked like very old wallpaper, and the people who'd lived here before had plastered over it instead of stripping it off first. So I had to wonder what that told me.
More broken windows and looking through the eaves.
It pays to look up every once in a while.
Taken while standing on top of and looking down the stairs, and more debris that made me nervous to be around for more than a couple of minutes.
Something else that made me stop. Not only was the flower wallpaper plastered over, it was going to be repainted - and it looks like they were testing out the colors. Which says something else entirely.
Close-up of the wallpaper.
I don't know if this was left by the construction crew or someone else who went exploring, but I have no desire to find out in any case.
Small concessions to modern life.
The former street address.
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