A frost covered barn photographed on a very cold October morning in Tucker County, WV.
An old barn with horses in the pasture, photographed during the early morning hours in Clay County, WV.
Country road and barn scene, Braxton County, WV. Wishing I could have photographed this under more gentle lighting conditions, but alas it was not meant to be on this day.
An array of doors on an abandoned barn in Clay County, WV.
Last of the barns from this past weekend’s photographic foray into the countryside.
Early morning photograph of a barn framed by a walnut tree, way back in the hills of Roane County, WV.
Early morning shot of an abandoned red barn in Roane County, WV. There were three deer in the field watching me as I set this shot up, but unfortunately they spooked before I could trip the shutter.
An old red barn tucked away in a narrow valley, high in the hills of Calhoun County, WV. This is a scene I hope to be able to return to under more dynamic lighting conditions.
Early morning roadside scene in Roane County, WV.
Two old barns in a valley meadow, photographed during the early morning hours in Calhoun County, WV.
A red barn left to nature’s devices.
View from the interior of an old abandoned barn.
It’s always a bit spooky entering structures like this. Normally it’s terribly dim inside, and you really can’t trust the flooring to hold you up. And then there’s always the very real possiblity of coming across a snake like, oh say a copperhead for instance, that you really don’t have much chance of seeing from a distance farther than two feet or so. But once (or if) you’re able to overcome all that, you can end up with some interesting photos!
A very nice barn on a very nice farm in Greenbrier County, West Virginia. This was taken on a very cold morning this past October near the town of Lewisburg.
Second in a mini-series of barns located in Greenbrier County, WV., taken this past October.
Long time no post! Still have a few images from last fall I’m sorting through.
Sifting through images from a photo expedition a few weeks back. I’m missing autumn already.
This image was made on a dreary day along a lonely country road in Fayette County, West Virginia.
An image from early this morning in Putnam County, West Virginia.
I love photographing old barns, and of course a bit of autumn foliage never hurts.
Pallets leaned haphazardly against an old barn door. It would appear that no one has entered for quite some time.
Note the industrial sized hinges, somebody meant business when they built this thing!
A second view of the old barn from yesterday’s post, cleverly named “Red Barn #2″.
For me this image was all about layers and details. The open gate, inner tube draped over the fence, and cinderblocks holding down part of the tin roof are details that jumped out to me when I was there. I also find it interesting how the bottom couple feet of paint on the barn wall is all faded out- I’ve noted this phenomenon before, but have no idea what causes it. If any farm-knowledgable folks are out there I’d be curious to hear the answer!
Early morning along a country road in Roane County, West Virginia. I hope to be able to return to this spot this autumn.
And now for the last installment in this little mini-series on barn doors/windows/latches, made along Two Run Road in Roane County, WV.
It’s funny how these things work. I did not head out with the intention of shooting any specific subject matter, but for some reason these barn details caught my eye.
I’ve always been intrigued by the homemade wooden handles and latches you find on old barns/sheds etc. To me they represent in some small way the self reliance and ingenuity of older generations.
The image that follows shows a barn loft window, complete with a rudimentary but effective latching mechanism, shot along Broad Run Road in Roane County, WV.
Latch on an old barn door, Roane County, WV. This one was all about textures and a feeling of weathered age.
As far as taking photos goes, early Sunday morning has recently been my time to shine, or not shine, as the case may be. I’ve fallen into the pleasant habit of rising very early on Sunday morning and striking off into the unknown north of my home near Charleston, WV. Travel 15 miles north of the city and you enter a different world, a place where the quintessential embodiment of Appalachia still very much exists. It is a lure that I, for some reason, find hard to resist.
On this day I returned to a scene I spent some time with this past Sunday. It’s a spot that I like, and I feel that a reasonably compelling photograph can be made there if I could only piece together the elements of the scene in just the right way. I came away with a better effort today, but I’m still not entirely sure this is exactly what I’m looking for.
So, just like pre-Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger once said, “I’ll be bahhck!”.