When the Mitchell project is complete, I’ll miss the textures on the face of the boiler.
Not necessarily a children’s room.
Every elevator has sets of these conveyor switches. Grain comes down through the top chute and the bottom chute rotates to move the flow onto various belts around the plant by gravity. The cross belt is another switch and the bridge belt brings the flow to the other half of the elevator.
A long exposure of the city glow illuminating the roof, highlighting the victorian and gothic influences on the brew house.
The pits have long since been filled so the roundhouse could be used for storage.
An alarm panel in the powerpplant, now demolished.
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.
A tower above Minneapolis that few people see.
While walking out I snapped this last shot of the sunset drenching the castle-top watertower (staying with the theme), right before the sun dipped below the hill across the stream from which the whiskey was distilled.