
Cooper Stadium and Reflecting on a Relationship With Baseball
There was this scrap of paper that had been on the floor of my apartment next to the dryer for a few days. I never managed to pick it up until I finally had to do some laundry. I scraped it off the fake wood and for a second, I thought it was a sticker of some sort. When it came up, I turned it over and found the Major League Baseball logo. Which is odd, because I haven't been wearing any clothing adorned with MLB trademarks for some time.
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[35mm Ohio] Cleveland, a National Forest, Akron, an Outlet Mall, and Standard Suburbia
Cleveland to Cincinnati with a Pentax K1000.
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[35mm Ohio] Cemeteries, Ballparks, McDonald's Monuments, and Roadside Refreshment
Cincinnati to Cleveland with a Minolta XD-11.

Black Friday at The Chong
“25 days, maybe a month,” that’s what the man sitting at the desk inside the entrance said to me when I asked how much longer The Chong had. He didn’t seem much more interested in my follow up questions of what would come next or what brought on the anticipated closure.

A Walk Along The Oasis Line
About a week after stumbling into an update on the abandoned Torrence Rd. Station, I found myself once again along the “Oasis Line.” This set of tracks running above and along the Ohio River from Downtown Cincinnati to points Eastward would pass as a stereotypical subway/commuter line in a city with some sort of progressive vision.

The Forgotten Rail Station at Torrence Rd. Emerges
An abandoned railroad station, first featured here nearly ten years ago, now emerging from vegetation and obscurity.

The Chong, Inc.
While out shooting photographs in the city, lazily wandering around without any real agenda or plans, my friend Andrea and I spotted all of the “Store Closing/Everything Must Go” signs. I had occasionally passed The Chong Inc.’s storefront over the years, never paying it much mind. This time, though, we were fixated on the windows in the same way kids would’ve once crowded around downtown department stores at Christmas.




Tijuana
“Oh, you don’t want to go there. It’s dirty and it’s not safe,” says the older gentleman after we tell him we’ll be visiting Tijuana for a day. He isn’t the only one who insisted that the ice cream shops, souvenir stands, and restaurants of San Diego's Old Town provided more than enough entertainment—that crossing the border wasn’t necessary. Yet, Tijuana is what we are looking forward to the most on this trip. It’ll be the first time I get to use my passport, the first time I’ll venture outside of the United States of America.

From the Archives: Tombstone Territory
As I started looking back at the story of the former LeSourdsville Lake/Americana Amusement Park, I came across some old photographs that were previously unpublished.

The End of LeSourdsville Lake/Americana
The story of LeSourdsville Lake/Americana Amusement Park is what kicked off this website nearly eleven years ago. It was an early foray into my ongoing photographic documentation of abandoned and forgotten places. As a photographer and theme park veteran, I was fascinated by the place. Now, it's meeting its finality.
Here's one last look. From the ground, from the sky, and from the past.
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An update to a sign from the book and a few new ones to add to the ongoing log that I still get interested in from time to time.

September 2018
Favorite photographs from September 2018 that didn't always have a place in a larger story or post.


August 2018
Favorite photographs made in August 2018 that didn't have a place in a larger story. Recap of posts from the month at the end.

A Journey To Remnants of the Second World War: The Pu'u'ohulu Kai Hike
Hiking in Hawaii to abandoned military bunkers that would've been the first line of defense in a Japanese attack, or worse, an invasion.


Pizza Propaganda Pinball
While ducking out of the rain and into the warm embrace of Ann Arbor, Michigan's finest pizza conglomerate, I noticed they had a pinball machine.