Sunday, January 07, 2007

Dawn Breaks Like a Bull Through the Hall

With all the holidays and my chauffeur services in full swing, I've been really bad about photographing every little thing I see lately. I tried to remedy that a little today, by finally getting around to photographing St Pat's church like I promised Matt I'd do several weeks ago. For those of you not from these parts, St Patrick's church was destroyed by that stupid-ass tornado that came through town in April. Matt and his wife were married there and he asked me if I'd photograph it before it was completely gone.

The toughest part about taking pictures of what was left of the church, was getting a shot that didn't include this chainlink fence surrounding it.

Lord knows I like a challenge, so I jumped on the hood of my car, that had already sustained its own tornado related damage, and got this shot. I also got paid for my troubles. Once I hopped back down, I found a dollar lying in the gutter right at my feet. No, it didn't make up for all the money I lost last year, but I took it as a good sign of things to come from 2007.

So Matt, I hope these photos work for you. I still owe Booda Baby some shots around town and I swear I'll get to those. (maybe this next weekend?) Any time anyone else wants me to take pictures of fucked-up buildings, let me know. I'm always happy to do it.


Bice said...

The dollar bill at your feet... looks like positive karma is flowing your way again. Come on 2007... Momma needs a new pair of everything!

Remiman said...

Looks like London after the blitz. (Not that I was there.;-) ) Pictures you know.
When you start finding dollars at your feet, you know it's gonna be a good day.
Hope your Monday is mavelus dahling!

Les Quinn said...

I have always thought it would be nice to restore and live in an old little church...unfortunately I have never found one in the right place and price....perhaps I will find one one day...complete with mavelous windows like this one....Of course I will be needing some exorcision work first :)

The Girl Who said...

Fantastic photos! Such character. I also like the photo of you? or someone sitting in the water over there on the right. Excellent.

Matt said...

Thank you. Those are very well shot. Considering the subject matter. Thank you very much for taking those shots and posting them.


booda baby said...

I like how the stained glass windows with the anchor stayed anchored. I'm anti-talented a metaphor which goes a long ways towards explaining why I hate them so much, but there's one in there, don't you think? (Or maybe that's the liberal agnostic in me.)

Do you think this ALWAYS happens when people take pictures of churches in some state of decay?

Churlita said...


You are so right. Mama does need a new pair of everything.


That's one thing I thought right after the tornado - it looked like my whole neighborhood got bombed. I think finding money is a good thing too. Even for a Monday, things aren't so bad today.

Les Quinn,

There are some cheap churches around here in the country for sale. Of course, you'd have to move to Iowa...

The Girl who,

Thanks. The girl in the water on my sidebar is my daughter from a camping trip in Wisconsin a couple of years ago.


No problem. It was fun taking them, and I did find a dollar, afterall.

Booday Baby,

I liked the anchor in the stained glass too. I also like how the glass was all broken-out. I have no idea why I'm attracted to decay and destruction like I am.

Margaret said...

no one does pictures of ruined buildings like you do! and finally, your efforts are reaping rewards, a dollar is starting small, but 2007 is young

Churlita said...


I doubt anyone will pay me much more than a dollar for taking photos of ruined buildings, so I'm happy with what I found in the gutter....And being happy with what I found in the gutter is exactly why I don't date anymore. Ha, ha, ha, ha. Sigh.

Fringes said...

Hey, thanks for stopping by my blog and for the comment. Yay for good karma. Happy New Year...

gareth said...

Maybe you like the decay as a reminder of mortality? Ruins have a tendency to do that.

Churlita said...


Anytime. I love your blog. Happy New Year to you too.


We shouldn't delve too deeply into my obsessions. I don't want to scare you. I think my obsession with decayed ruins came from living in Phoenix. Most of the houses on my street were condemned and some of them were raised so they could move them somewhere else. We used to play in these falling apart, raised up and very dangerous houses and it felt like a completely different world. I still love that feeling where time stands still and I also think it's fascinating what gets left behind - like that light fixture hanging from the church.