A photography project is very much a journey of discovery of not only your chosen subject but very often yourself. The start of this project was very much a hunt and with it the very primitive instincts of hunting came to the fore. With every glimpse of a straight line in a hedge or a geometrical shape on a map a increase in the heart beat was felt and an insatiable desire be there which would drive me onwards. Putting another pin in a map and ticking a box was such a buzz. Then came the task of photographing these ruins in an almost workmanlike manner I set about documenting their final stages of existence again working through a check list as follows.
- surrounding landscape
- features nooks niches gullies troughs fireplace
I plan to reproduce the window images to actual size so I need to take measurement, height & width. I felt pleased with myself with all this new found information.
That was until this Hendre which is not a Hendre in the true sense of the word (Hill Farm). This was a building that must of played an important part in the history of the area and its native inhabitants. Admittedly I went into this ruin with a rough idea of its history as it was fairly obvious that it isn’t a vernacular dwelling but whilst I was in there I became aware of my feeling and emotional state of mind changing almost to the point of, well perhaps its just best to watch the video diary