03May 23
The Last Of Us
- Lu
- Categories Abandoned, Architecture, Exploration, Pretty Decay
Derelict JNA military barracks and tunnels. Yes. And off into the unknown we go.
Derelict JNA military barracks and tunnels. Yes. And off into the unknown we go.
I was in love back in 80s when I stepped on the escalator for the first time in my life. I remember it so vividly, the magic and all the toys in the “RK Beograd” shopping center.
I borrowed the huge keys and I got in, well, through the window. Twenty metres from the water of Boka Bay, a tailor’s house is sleeping, surrounded by tall stone walls and full of WWII tailoring magazines.
Spomenik poginulim lješnjanima u borbi za slobodu it is called, this alien-like memorial structure in the middle of nowhere.
They used to play on the abandoned concrete.
Renovations are in progress. Also, little me in a vast room.
I visited one more time before the renovations began.
Old barracks of a now defunct army, decaying in Mediterranean beauty of Luštica bay.
Cold breeze of the sleeping concrete serial killer. Vast empty space of interrupted promises.
Humidity. The No.1 essential for decay.
A place of contrasts of light, and contrast of reason. Decided to decay besides the possibility to blossom. A walk on the floor of ashes, dust and grease. Seemingly infinite halls filled with light, and long, dark and humid corridors.
Washed with light, a decaying place that used to heal.
A peculiar triptych, and one unavoidable hanging poster.
Climbing up to the Hoxha’s five-point star. It casts light into lowlight.
Old teachings sleeping in decay. Sometimes the light visits.
Humid tunnels. Darkness in the middle of the day. A silent cold breeze.
Fragments of things that decay in time.
Decay. Mud, rust, humidity and raw salt. Vast artificial landscape. Bird sanctuary.
They left in a hurry, in the middle of experiments and a cup of tea.
Raw salt crystals. It’s eating the steel you can almost hear it.