Her first photo shoot

And some of the photos taken by Mathilde (she really wanted me to post them on the blog! She was so proud, especialy of the sun burst!)

My friend Mat (check his awesome work here)  and I decided to go explore Salton Sea Beach (another area along the Salton Sea) with our two rookie photographers. 

That place was even more eerie than Bombay Beach, the decaying smell even stronger and it was also strangely more inhabited... The full moon simply added to the feeling of apocalypse of the place. Mathilde and I walked into one of the abandoned house (3rd picture) and a flock of 20 pigeons took off from inside the building, leaving us screaming and laughing nervously. We kept exploring until a young boy came circling around us on his bike... I can't imagine how it must be to be raised in such an desolated place... I could only feel fortunate for what we have...

We ended up on the beach after sunset, playing and jumping the on the very weird moving/bouncing ground, wondering what in the world created that weird underground movement... 

I am sure Mathilde will remember her first photo shoot!!

Abandoned: a photo essay along the Salton Sea

I've always been fascinated by abandoned places. When I started being more serious about photography (when I was 19 and developped my own prints in the college photo lab), I would drive in the countryside around my hometown and stop to explore old barns or burnt structures. 

I wrote about the story of the Salton Sea a few months ago when we first visited. I wanted to go again, see more, feel more. When I walk into an abandoned building, I feel pulled in and pushed away at the same time.

When we stopped at Bombay Beach, the wind was howling and the sun was setting. I walked through the glass shards carefully in my sandals, noticing a dead fish that had found its way in a corner, an old blanket, a few rusty cans and, a small pink pillow (maybe a child lived here?). 

As we drove back, I tried to imagine who lived there before. What the house might have looked like when it was inhabited. When it provided shelter to a family.

If only walls could talk.

Salton Sea, CA

The Salton Sea, California's largest lake by volume, exists entirely by accident. 

It was created in the early 1900s after a heavy rain caused the Colorado River to burst through the banks of an irrigation canal, sending millions of gallons of water into a previously dried out lake bed in the California desert. 

In the 50s and 60s, it was a booming tourist attraction. Marketed as a "miracle in the desert," it became Palm Springs but with beaches. It would regularly attract over half a million visitors annually. Stars like the Beach Boys and Sonny Bono would visit to drive speedboats and swim.

But it wouldn't last. 

The sea quickly became something of an ecological nightmare soup. The Salton Sea is surrounded by nearly half a million acres of agricultural land, and water from this land runs off into the sea, taking with it salt and fertilizers and pesticides. By the 70s, the water was becoming too hostile to sustain much of any kind of life, and the shoreline became littered with thousands and thousands of dead fish. 

The dead fish, combined with rotting algal blooms, made the water smell so bad that nobody wanted to go anywhere near it.

The Beach Boys left. Sonny Bono left. Everyone else left, and the Salton Sea fell into misery. 

If you were just driving past on Highway 111, you could be forgiven for thinking it's still a nice place. The weather is pleasant, the beaches are white, and flocks of birds glide along the blue surface of the water. 

But, as you climb out of your car and get close, it becomes a big old mess. The white beaches, it turns out, are white because they're made up of the pulverized bones of millions of dead fish.

And then the smell hits you. It's like a fish market at the end of a long summer day. Only instead of keeping the fish on ice, this fish market keeps them on piles of diarrhea.

Bombay Beach is the most developed place on the shores of the Salton Sea and it was once a pretty nice place. 
But then the sea started to burst its banks, regularly flooding large parts of the town. In the 80s, it became apparent that nothing could be done about it, so officials built a dike around half of the town and just let the sea take what it wanted.

Because of this, the shore is littered with dilapidated structures, falling apart as they sink into the ground. Of the town that hasn't sunk into the ground, about a third of it is abandoned (text copied from this site). 

It definitely has a very apocalypse-y feel.

Home sweet hell.