In the soft wood of the machine, an employee left their mark.
Moss growing where the sunlight sneaks through the boarded windows.
Much of the milling equipment predated the mill itself, so I would not be surprised if this particular machine really dates to 1860.
A little sun and a little moisture sprouted this grass in the middle of the steel silos, in the midst of Minneapolis’ “graffiti graveyard”. Two images of time: nature growing through industry and rust dissolving old art in the elements.
Wood brick floors reduced noise and vibration, making the work environment safer and keeping the superstructure intact. Too bad people like to pile these up and set them on fire on the weekends. With 3.5 million sqft, though, it’s not exactly running out…