A printing press in the attic of the Reception Hospital.
Science Alert. When the sun strikes an object, that object absorbs some of the infared light in the form of heat. The heat absorbed by the old Soo dock absorbed and radiated that energy to melt off the snow from the ice around it, making it very reflective.
The Engine House’s boiler, which would have been fired all day all day, virtually from the day the shop opened until the day it closed.
Jet Lowe is my inspiration.
A closeup of a soon-to-be-scrapped crane pulley.
The secret sweet-yet-salty center of the nameless factoryscape. Home base, tuned to rule the AC and turn out Product X at record rates, I’m sure.
I included this image to illustrate the height of the headgrame and the distance between it and the hoist house. Of course, compared with the depth of the mine shaft, this distance is short.
Sunset through a stained window in the headhouse made the floor feel like a heavy industrial Disney movie.