The Workers’ Institute That Vanished Again

When the workers’ institute moved away from the premises, where I photographed in 2014, 2016 and 2017, it was given new spaces in a former school. Built originally in 1964 as a secondary school and high school, it was enlarged in 1968 and 1972. A curious detail about the building was that it was designedJatka lukemista ”The Workers’ Institute That Vanished Again”

The Working Class Girl

Long time no see, the Dancing Ghost of the School. After a long time of being busy attending our own businesses, we managed to find a day we both had off work and other activites. We fondly remembered our previous photo shoot and decided to take a rematch. There were few suitable locations around, whereJatka lukemista ”The Working Class Girl”

The Cursed School Part II

After seeing the texts described at the end of the last post, this place started really giving us the chill. I mean they were texts, just texts written by teenagers feeling desperation in this city of hopelessness and social problems. But still they were something different. ”Are we alone in the Universe”, asks a SwedishJatka lukemista ”The Cursed School Part II”

The Cursed School Part I

The evening was perfect. The sun was setting behind the sea, the camera of my new phone displayed excellent qualities. Excellent for the time being, at least. We thought the time was proper now to go to our main target of the roadtrip. The place was in a working class neighbourhood. Or, well, everything inJatka lukemista ”The Cursed School Part I”

Windy City Tour

No roadtrip, no summer. At least that’s how I think, and luckily I have like minded friends. We packed our bags and headed towards their hometown, toured a few churches and other must to see -places. Of course I had told them what I was interested about and of course they agreed to join me.Jatka lukemista ”Windy City Tour”

Little Stubs of Details from the Workers’ Institute

Okay, this story is getting familiar already. Another friend of mine saw my pictures and heard my stories about my urbex hobby and asked, if she could accompany me. I had a terrible crush on her, so of course I said yes. As there was nothing new abandoned in our town, we took to theJatka lukemista ”Little Stubs of Details from the Workers’ Institute”

Return to the Workers’ Institute Part IV

The layout of the annex building was a bit difficult to grasp. Both floors weren’t entirely built in the same level, and there were dark mazes and strange spaces somewhere in between floors. Here someone has put in the effort to rip lamps and electric cords off the roof. There was also the basement, whichJatka lukemista ”Return to the Workers’ Institute Part IV”

Return to the Workers’ Institute Part III

Our next stop was the attic of the eastern annex building. It was a long open space, where moving was made difficult by thick channels of ventilation pipes made out of concrete and brick. There was really no proper use for the place. It was just for technical equipment and storing things. Somehow a thickJatka lukemista ”Return to the Workers’ Institute Part III”

Just a Hole in the Ground

Winter approached Finland. Leaves fell off trees, daylight vanished. The world was dark, grey, cold and dull. To keep depression away I booked a ticket on a large student cruise. The cruise was from Turku to Stockholm, but it was just half of the fun. The organizing university was in Jyväskylä, so I travelled there,Jatka lukemista ”Just a Hole in the Ground”

Smells Like Teen Spirit Part XVII

The place really seemed to be the home of long lost jackets. Paint had fallen off the roof on the upper floors, and everything was covered in this white dust. This common room was one of the few on the boys’ side to have art on the walls. Something in that colorful pattern pleases me.Jatka lukemista ”Smells Like Teen Spirit Part XVII”