Portrait of a Beauty

This morning I parked my car in the lot at the end of the Pennypack Trail off Huntingdon Pike in Huntingdon Valley. My plan was to go for a run on the trail. I got sidetracked by this building next to the lot. I have often admired it but today it really seemed to be calling out to me – the light was soft on it and all the personality of this old factory structure shone out.

Before I started my run I took a lot of pictures, just walking back and forth along the one side of the building. I don’t know what it is being used for at the moment – I have the feeling it’s a giant jumble of industrial objects inside.

I’m not a photographer and I just meant to take some photos to use for references for paintings, maybe. But things got away from me – there is so much beauty just in the arrangement of the utilitarian elements of the building, and in the way it has weathered and aged. I had to take the time to look.

I didn’t do anything to the photos – they are just as I took them.

I’m not going to say anything else. I’ll just post the pictures in the order I took them. See what you think.

8 thoughts on “Portrait of a Beauty

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  2. agnesashe

    Yes, I completely agree with you. There is something more as a building actually becomes less. Glacially slow deterioration is very powerful.

  3. galeriaredelius

    This is such a beauty, Claudia, I fully understand you got distracted! Wow, this building still has so much grace. The mosaique of those window walls, it’s like… like… is it crazy to say it’s like music? That is how I feel when I see them. Age and long gone memories are written all over it.
    I’ve always loved old abandoned industrial (and other) buildings, but never understood why. Perhaps it’s nostalgia, or just the fact that they tell us something about the past.

  4. Claudia McGill Post author

    I feel the same way about this kind of building. I could have poked around here a long time. And that’s without getting inside. Which, I feel , is a whole other experience judging from what is visible from the windows.

    I have always liked this kind of building, any old building, really, because I have come to think that they develop personalities and give off a feeling from all that they have experienced with the activities inside them or outside, even. I know what you mean about music. There is a rhythm to how those windows look, the parts flow in harmony with each other.

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