project URBEX
BEAUTY OF THE ABANDONED
One of my favourite things to do is ‘Urbex’.
It’s short for Urban Exploring: a quiet kind of love for the abandoned.
These places hold forgotten stories, broken ideas, and echoes of lives once lived.
There’s a certain beauty in what’s left behind… a softness in decay,
a reminder that even silence has a history.
BLUE CHRIST
THE FORGOTTEN CHURCH
At the edge of a big city stands a forgotten church.
Silent now, but once filled with stories —
of birth, love, prayer, and loss.
Time has softened its colours,
dust has settled on its memories,
yet something sacred still lingers in the air.
Above the altar hangs a striking blue crucifix.
A final echo of devotion, watching over the empty hall.
That’s why this series is called
Blue Christ Church.
A tribute to what remains,
and to what refuses to fade.
THE LOST
TRAIN STATION
A forgotten station,
where iron once breathed
and journeys began.
Now only rust, weeds,
broken glass,
and the soft whisper
of what used to be.
I love places like this.
Where the world stops pretending
and shows its true, raw self.
Decay becomes beauty.
Stillness becomes a story.
Every lever, every wheel,
every peeling layer of paint
holds a memory.
And through the cracks,
nature quietly takes it back.
Here, in this abandoned station,
you can almost hear the past exhale.
And if you listen closely,
you’ll notice something else too:
the delicate courage
of what survives.
the abandoned
restaurant
I always wonder what happened here.
The tables are still set…
There’s even wine left in the glasses.
It’s unsettling…
Like everyone stood up at the same time
and never came back.
A room frozen mid-moment.
A fork on the floor.
Curtains breathing in the cold air.
It feels as if something happened here.
Something sudden.
Something no one stayed to explain.
And now only silence remains.
