Workers in the basement tunnels had to communicate with the workhouse operators 100 feet above and vice versa. Alarms and bells were installed to signal trouble over the sound of the elevator machinery.
Birch shadows on stone walls… have you been looking at my Christmas list?
The lower door is where the rocket exhaust would flow into the blast pit during initial launch. The upper doors would vent the rocket so the erector and other equipment in the building would not be (as) damaged.
Looking across the catwalk attache to the elevated control room, in charge of the train dumping part of the operation.
Noontime light, long criticized for the boring shadows it grants photographers, comes into its own sometimes.
A sign facing the city on an exterior wall–a sort of motivational poster.
Looking at the tallest part of the plant from a skeletal loading dock. Kodak Portra 160/Mamiya 6.
Sometime soon, maybe in early 2016, someone will have this view from their office or condo.
I was squatting overnight in one of the buildings and woke up with the sunrise. This is what I woke up to.