Consecration
This spin was up at the old abandoned St Peter's Seminary at Cardross.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St_Peter%27s_Seminary,_Cardross
I love that building. Somehow the dereliction enhances the atmosphere. It is a piece of bold concrete brutalism by the famous Scottish architectural firm of Gillespie, Kidd & Coia. It is one of a few post-war buildings that is A-listed & is considered to be of world significance. Some people hate it. It has been abandoned since the 1980s and is becoming ever more ruinous. It's future remains uncertain although just recently plans were announced to redevelop the site over the coming years.
www.archdaily.com/576234/avanti-and-nord-selected-to-revi...
This photo has been several years in the gestati
on- ever since I first visited the place. It's taken a while to get back there at night but last night Eddie & I headed up armed with all the (un)necessary paraphernalia & negotiated the forest tracks in the dark, the high, forbidding, spiked fences and the signs warning of asbestos...
The building was reassuringly dark and silent except for the pitter-patter of thousands of drips falling from different heights. Light snowflakes floated in through the open walls and occasionally a goods train rumbled by on the nearby line.
Consecration
This spin was up at the old abandoned St Peter's Seminary at Cardross.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St_Peter%27s_Seminary,_Cardross
I love that building. Somehow the dereliction enhances the atmosphere. It is a piece of bold concrete brutalism by the famous Scottish architectural firm of Gillespie, Kidd & Coia. It is one of a few post-war buildings that is A-listed & is considered to be of world significance. Some people hate it. It has been abandoned since the 1980s and is becoming ever more ruinous. It's future remains uncertain although just recently plans were announced to redevelop the site over the coming years.
www.archdaily.com/576234/avanti-and-nord-selected-to-revi...
This photo has been several years in the gestati
on- ever since I first visited the place. It's taken a while to get back there at night but last night Eddie & I headed up armed with all the (un)necessary paraphernalia & negotiated the forest tracks in the dark, the high, forbidding, spiked fences and the signs warning of asbestos...
The building was reassuringly dark and silent except for the pitter-patter of thousands of drips falling from different heights. Light snowflakes floated in through the open walls and occasionally a goods train rumbled by on the nearby line.