The images I capture are both haunting and beautiful, shaped by my fascination with forgotten spaces and the traces people leave behind. Through my photography of abandoned houses across the United ...

The old house at the crossroads, its raw wood grown to a deep, dull gray, was already old and gray the first time my father ...

The houses are worn by weather and time, photographed in isolation like forgotten monuments. They have a haunted feel: Windows are boarded on Victorian-era turrets; paint flakes off the towering ...

Deep inside North Carolina, there is an abandoned funeral home where the owner was paid to cremate two bodies but never did.