Friday, January 30, 2026

Taking a look back at a memory. The beauty of abandoned now sadly lost forever, the mysterious "Oakhurst House."

"2024 seems like a distant memory, and to many it probably is, but to me it is still very much in the back of the mind." And that is because in 2024 I decided to enter my first photographic competition, that of course was for the Beauvale Horticultural Show's (Photography Competition Section) and the criteria for that was the following, 

"Abandoned Buildings and Architecture."

Something that when I looked at the criteria immediately raised questions, for where was I going to find abandoned Architecture and Buildings? In the back of the mind one place stood out to me and that of course was the giant red brick mill that dominates the skyline of Belper, and yes I did manage to get some photos of that - but another place that I had heard about was "Oakhurst House." not only had I heard about it, I had also read about this mysterious house that was located within the lower flanks of Shining Cliff Woods, an area of woodland on the opposite side of The River Derwent, at the beautiful and delightful settlement of Ambergate, an area of woodland that throughout the year seems ethereal and mysterious, yet lends itself as the perfect place for Woodland Photography. But hold on? I had also heard and read that Oakhurst House was of course abandoned, but roughly what was the history of this house? Well it was the following,

"Oakhurst House was a house situated within Shining Cliff Woods, it was originally built as a Forge House, prior to 1848. However in 1848 the house was rebuilt by Francis Hurst for his family, behind his Iron Forge in Ambergate (now the location of Shining Cliff Distillery.) Between 1888 and 1894 the house was extended with various neo-Jacobean Arts and Crafts elements added to the building. During later years, and from WW2 onwards the house was subsequently divided into 12 flats - however the deteriorating condition of the properties meant that in the 1970s the property would be vacated, and since then despite efforts to save it, the building was left to go to a sad state of disrepair."

And of course it was in 2024 that I was fortunate enough to take a bit of time to capture this interesting and unique building, below of course are the photos of Oakhurst House that I managed to capture. But in January 2026 I learnt something else. 

"A Sense of Oakhurst Grey."

"The Elements of Silence."

"Atmosphere along the track."

"Smile for you are on."

"The view upwards, hearing the sound of the Woods."

"Blended in Style."

"The Silence of Oakhurst."

"For the house and Trees."

"Timber, Bricks, Foliage Combined."

"Additions, Wood, Timber, Bricks."

"Abstraction, Black and White."

"Haunted Elements, Abandoned Beauty."

"A Sense of Mystery and Questions."

"The last I saw of Oakhurst."

Sadly I learnt in January of 2026 that this once grand building, that looked to many "like a haunted house." Had sadly been demolished and bought to the ground. When I look back at the photos that I had captured back in 2024, I am pleased that I managed to see this architectural gem, with its unique and interesting history, but now I just question - why was this building not saved, not preserved? Not really that well known about, for it surely is a building that should have been saved and not left to decay and die, yes there is the costs involved in restoring a building like this, but come on, to save something like this building and to preserve it would have been something else to behold. Another gem of a building gone, and what a shame, what sadness it has bought to me learning that it has gone, that it has been demolished, and instead what is left? Memories and photos, I just wonder if there is anything physical left behind as surely that should be in some museum somewhere within Derbyshire providing a point of reflection for this once grand and mysterious looking house that stood in this beautiful woodland. I shall now say - RIP Oakhurst House, for you were a building of abandoned beauty that is now lost forever. 

Tuesday, January 27, 2026

The beauty and abstract of Sandstone. Taking a look at the artwork of Architecture at Greasley Church.

Winter and Photography, for they are two things which really do not exactly go together hand in had that well, for the landscapes, well they can appear as just colourless, bare, dull and drab. But I suppose that there is one redeeming thing about the Winter, and that is it reveals details, it can also challenge you to look at things in a slightly different perspective altogether, and that is very much true, for it was in December of 2025 that I had a little walk around the outside of Greasley Church, and came across yet again,

"The beauty and abstraction of the artwork of the built environment."

Which in this particular case of course was the abstract elements, patterns, textures and layers that could be found within the sandstone that Greasley Church is made out of, and below are the photos that I had managed to capture. 

"Ripples and Sandstone Gorges."

"As Ripples Meet Sandstone Gorges."

"The Star Wars like City in the Walls."

"Layers, Elements and The Star Wars City in The Walls."

"Sand and Veins."

"Veins and Sand. Colour and Golden Hue."

"Like an Ocean Floor."

"Smooth and Rough. The beauty, the art of Texture."

"Scream."

"Red and White. Elements and Rust."

"Abstraction Arts, formed over Years."

Monday, January 19, 2026

Sometimes you just get surprises. Finding beauty, light and a golden light along with arts at Shipley Country Park.

"If there is one month that needs a re-branding then it would have to be the month of January. For it is a month in which time slows down, a month which seems a slog to get through, and one that is known for being dank, dull, damp, rainy and largely grey. Yes you get some surprising days in January in which the sun appears, along with blue skies, but come on - surely it is now time to re-brand the worse month of any year."

Yes it goes without saying that January is a month in which it is known for being rather bland, and for photography it is a month in which it can be difficult to capture anything decent. But sometimes there is a break in the bland, in the grey weather and you end up getting surprises, and it was on Saturday the 17th of January 2026, that a break in the dull and grey, bland weather happened, and with that a walk at Shipley Country Park, just around Shipley Hill/Horsepool Hill was on the cards, and walking around, well what did I find? Beauty for a start, the woodlands bare, but light and a golden magical light that really did make the woodlands something else, almost akin to an art gallery, and below are the photos that I had managed to capture.

"The Veins of Trees."

"Finding the Bare Woodland, Winter Light a Glow."

"Bare is the Winter, Beauty of a dappled Light."

"Golden is the Woodland Glow."

"Light, Contrast and Gold."

"The Winter Woodland Glow."

"Winter Abstract Gold."

"Light, Beauty, Silver and Gold."

"Into the Engine of Life."

Sunday, January 4, 2026

A crisp January Morning of Beautiful Views and Surprises.

"The month of January, a month that always seems that little bit grey, dull and bland." Or is it? Well for the longest time I have always disliked January, for yes it is the first month in any new year, yes it is Winter, but as a month goes it always seems bland, dull and boring, grey as well. However though January of 2026 has been somewhat surprising - just where is the grey? Instead it has been cold and crisp, beautiful Winter light has also provided a nice surprise, but it was on Friday the 2nd of January 2026, that I had noticed something, looking out the window I could see on the ground what appeared at first glances to be an incredibly hard and harsh frost, for there had been, but on top of that making things that little bit more magical, a dusting of snow had also fallen, and with that I managed to get the metaphorical flying tripod with the camera attached to it, and captured the following photos. 

"Early Morning Winter Glow."

"Suburbia and the magical Winter Glow."

"Glistening White, the Rooftops Below."

"The White on the Rooftops above The Town."

"Crisp, White Frozen Streets a Glow."

"The Stillness of Snow, a Magical January Sight."