Beautiful doors separated the boiler room and the sugar mill. Can you imagine the gracefully curving steps in a power plant today?
About a century later. A view of the main factory building, looking toward the two furnaces.
A typical room in Birtle.
The back of the mill reads “Red River Milling Company”
The top floor of the apartment seemed so empty without the furniture that once adorned it. Instead, my eyes were drawn to the worn paths in the floor between the rooms.
The incinerator’s hardened steel door… useless, but still sexy in a heavy-industrial kind of way.
Looking from the main shop into the boiler shop, one of three attached buildings that specialized in certain repairs. One thing that architectural photographers have to work with is an elongated “magic hour” with ideal shadowing and coloring–this photo is a result of that lighting.
“Place Tripod Here” my friends would say. But for me, it’s the money shot. Note the painting around the inside of the skylight.
Part of an ongoing series on found American flags in shuttered factories.