The Three Muses
Once music and poetry was written about them and now they wait, frozen in time longing to be someone’s muse.
A Step Forward Never Looking Back
He decided to leave it all behind, even the shoe that once marked his path.
The Blooming Heart
When the shoe fell, the teardrops followed, raining onto the dirt, blooming what was in her heart all along.
Stan and Lousie
Here no one sees me but you.
The Music Remains
Here the music swirls and the sound is caught in time
The Traveling Umbrella
She thought the cross would protect her but the umbrella did just as well.
The Night Watchman
The night watchman is still here, even after he locked the last door for the last time.
He was waiting for the letter, but now it’s too late.t
The soul must become empty in order to receive our purpose.
Two Sides of Happiness
She turned and looked a moment in the glass, was it another bullet hole or a pussywillow branch in the vase?
'I’ve been waiting for you, come, tell me what is in your heart’ said the chair.
The Up and Down
The broken window released the echo of mischievous children.
Everyone sees my smile yet no one hears the rings of pain in my heart.
It All Changed
I closed my eyes for a moment and when I a woke, my dream was my reality.
Somehow, I’m not sure
'I’ll just let everything fall apart and use it as the stepping stones to the next part of my life,’ She thought a little fearful but knowing what she had to do.
The Perfect Dress
Her mother couldn’t afford to buy her daughter her wedding dress, so she made it out of golden cloth spun with a secret wish.
Memory Is Wrapped In The Mind
Vulnerability connects us to moments that are strung together on life’s timeline.
Seasons of Time and Change
The heart strings are pulled through the ebb and flow of the dance.
Souls of Being
He steps into the darkness with only the light of his intuition to guide his way,
knowing full well the journey will be long.
The Important Conversation
Tell me Dearest, “What poetry does the soul want to hear?”
The heart never stops dancing, the artist must always be creating.
Splitting the Past & Present
One is here present, while the other is hearing the voices of the past.
The Spirits Move Silently
But today is a special day and they need to hurry.
The energy was formidable and ignited the forces of nature.
CANDACE CASEY PHOTOGRAPHY
Enter a world of Ethereal Abandonment as experienced by photographer Candace Casey who has built upon three decades of work to bring these lovely ruins to life. In each picture there is a piece of a larger story and layers that need to be uncovered. Ruins beckon us to come explore, look closer. There is at once a sense of discovery and a feeling of long ago. In the accumulated debris find a slipstream of hope, the seeds for tomorrow and the roots of reclamation.
Candace sees the past, the livelihood of these places, their grandeur, the hordes of laughing children, mothers and fathers enjoying themselves in the theatre, the students sitting in neat rows of desks in the schools, the spirits of the houses of worship. But also bears witness to the heart-breaking loss of these spaces to so many people who have cherished these experiences. The current decay is a sadness and reality of reclamation of the culture changing and the world moving on. Candace experiences these buildings in multiple layers focusing on the juxtaposition of the objects left in place, intact. Without moving or touching the objects, she captures these small stories as they have been left. The images ask us to wonder how they got that way and what human intervention created these vignettes of layers of history and occupancy.
Side by side we see the past grandeur and the present decay—and something in between. Another world, an unearthly beauty that shines through. Ethereal Abandonment is a step back in time and, yet, also reveals aspects not seen before. With the assistance of Ellyzabeth Adler, her friend and muse, Candace has created a title and fictional narrative for each image to help viewers delve deeper to generate their own internal vision of how this all came to happen.
Candace began as a portrait photographer, but branched out to record her extensive travels. Eventually her work took her to the urban jungles of abandoned buildings. All her works are one-of-a-kind, digitally rendered onto film that is then manipulated using a specific photographic transfer process onto a variety of materials creating a collage effect rendering each piece unique. She lives in the Uptown neighborhood of Chicago with her husband David and continues to explore worlds both close and distant.