Friday, 23 November 2007

The Abattoir

I was looking at Giulio Miglietta's website yesterday. His beautiful photographs of an abandoned hotel near Florence, in Italy reminded me a day in Brighton a few years ago where Laura Snell and I went up the derelict abattoir. It was a peculiar place and there had obviously been some parties in there since it had been abandoned. If only you could portray smell through photographs because the stench of dead flesh was extreme. Someone had also bizarrely made a heart shape out of dead flies near the entrance but unfortunately it had blown away before we had the chance to photograph it. The abattoir became a bit of a local graffiti hall of fame before it was finally condemned. It was a beautifully eerie collection of buildings that have a very different feeling to the hotel Giulio photographed. They are both intriguing in their own way. Check his lovely black and white photographs here. He helped Anna and I massively with our piƱata project for YCN and made us laugh so much. He is a very inspiring, driven person and all this comes through on his website.


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1 comment:

Don Giulio said...

Thanks Lauren!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It's the best review I've had of my pics!!
Since I was a little boy I used to sneak into abandoned places or constructions areas, and there's always so much of past lives, strong feelings. Once I went in a big Villa. People abandoned it after an earthquake 6 years before... There were 4 flats... all of them fully furnished.. It was scary. Big cracks on the walls, the Tv, fridges.. lamps... It reminded me of a deportation. There was even and old Suzuki motorbike in the basement.. And all that atmosphere was summerized by a 1998 calendar and stoned rotten food in the fridges... Those things just stay in your mind. I'm always searching for abandoned places, so let me know if you have some on mind!
x. g.