I'm Kyle, I'm 22, and I like taking photos in abandoned houses and forests. I live in Portland right now. This blog is all original content. A lot of the shots are self portraits. If you have any questions, comments, etc, I'd love to hear from you!
My separate candids blog is sslivr
Anonymous said: How is life treating you?
Ha this is a nice question, I never get ones like this. But really good! This last year has been the best I’ve had. I’ve definitely made a complete turnaround, I’m really happy now. I feel like art kind of helps me reconnect with an past insecurities and troubles. Like it has helped me move on but at the same time, it makes me focus on things in my past more than I normally would. But with that I’ve been doing a lot of deep thinking, and spending time alone and it’s nice.
Also I signed on with a new agency, am having my work exhibited in Germany in a couple days, and am going to Tokyo at the end of this month so I have things to look forward to.
• 11 November 2013 • 126 notes
Anonymous said: ever been to an abandoned hospital?what about an abandoned mental facility? I was thinking about going to an abandoned mental hospital i live near but i hear some patients still hang around there..
Yeah, I’ve been to all sorts of abandoned buildings (Hospitals, High schools, Factories, etc etc). I still like houses more because theres more of a personality to them
• 11 November 2013 • 60 notes
alaskahighway said: Who takes the self-portraits of you?
Me. I use a tripod and a remote timer
• 11 November 2013 • 50 notes
Quiet Places (2011-2013) - Kyle Thompson
On finding peace
• 9 November 2013 • 5,682 notes
qnf said: Would you mind sharing another story about something "weird" that happened to you while exploring the abandoned houses? :)
Hmm, usually nothing weird happens. I mentioned this story before.
I guess the scariest thing that happens is if you look out the window when you’re inside an abandoned house and you see a car pull in the driveway. One time that happened in rural oregon. This big pickup truck pulled in and this guy came out and was threatening us and being really intimidating. My friend Brendon who was with us lived in the area, and by chance his dad was friends with the guy. He mentioned it and the guys demeanor completely changed and he became really friendly. So that was lucky.
I’ve been to abandoned houses that still had electricity (before anybody complains, I am completely positive they were abandoned)
Or sometimes there are animals in the house. Ive seen cats and dogs and raccoons. In the south there are birds that build nests in abandoned houses and when you walk through them they are flying all over. I don’t know, its hard to think of stuff haha
• 7 November 2013 • 91 notes
Anonymous said: How do you keep your art protected and away from stealers in the internet or a place like here on tumblr.? Or is it better off my own website?
I don’t do anything to protect my work, and I don’t really feel like its necessary. It does suck when people use your work without crediting you; one time I found a guy who photoshopped himself into one of my photos and submitted it to a contest and he was winning. It was actually really funny, I emailed the contest people then forgot about it. Also I hate when people here on tumblr reblog a photo and remove my credit and then replace it with something like, “Follow my blog for more posts like this!!”. Thats a total jerk move haha. But really, my disdain for watermarks completely outweighs the annoyance of my photos not having credit. I feel like watermarks can take you out of the moment, it is too distracting for me. Also when people post your work without credit, it doesn’t hurt you. More people are seeing your work (even if they don’t know you made it), which is better than them not seeing it at all in my opinion
• 4 November 2013 • 328 notes
When I was a kid I always romanticized the idea of running away and fending for myself; maybe living in the forest of finding an old broken home and making it my own.
I returned from an extended trip just recently and while I might not have been scavenging for food, or building huts out of rocks and fallen branches, I would often pull over to the abandoned houses that littered the rural highways and make myself at home. Id share my life temporarily with the animals who burrowed in decaying attics, and familiarize myself with the people who once lived there by looking through old photos and reading old handwritten letters that lay cluttered on the floor. I would sit on old porches and watch the sun set and find the cleanest bed inside to sleep on.
Their relatives left their journals, photos and mementos rotting for decades. A baby book hiding behind a dressed, more than a century old; a collection of pens strapped to the wall; a box of old postcards from a husband in Paris. I feel like piecing together their lives is a last effort to let their memories live on. I spent today visiting some of my favorite abandoned homes near me and it felt like visiting old friends
• 30 October 2013 • 8,725 notes
Going to abandoned places a bunch this next week! so excited hahaa. I have a simple self portrait series Ill be shooting at the abandoned homes in my area this week
• 28 October 2013 • 154 notes