“Crunch, crunch, crunch,” said the ground. “I know,” I replied.
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Negative twenty looks much warmer in retrospect, wouldn’t you say? Taken through the window of a gantry crane cab.
There isn’t an unbroken window in the entire historic complex as of 2013.
The back of the neon sign before it was converted to LED lighting. The image is mirrored so it can be read.
During the Cold War, the Air Force used the radar station to train bombardiers in radar-guided ordinance.
The conveyorway between the on-site grain elevator and mill.
A gate large enough to accommodate a missile, next to the ruins of the guard shack. Wyoming is the intersection of lonely and beautiful.
In this photo you see three lives of Lyric: 1.) The Art Deco murals showing the Vaudeville background; 2.) The suspended ceiling put in when the building was converted for film; 3.) The explorers, photographers and others who worked in and on the building before its final demolition.
We mark our world in unexpected ways… this is how patient possessions would be stored during their stay in the old asylum wards. It’s about the size of a shoebox, and this particular drawer has a name where the others do not. Its place reminded me of the hospital cemetery where more than 3,000 are buried and less than 1% of whom are recorded by stone or plaque in their resting place.
As photographed from a cement piling for Slip #3 poured in 1935, disconnected from land by erosion. How do I know the date? A pair of steamship engineers carved their initials and ranks into the wet cement!