This is one of my favorite images of the year because of the color, light and textures. Someone told me once that the medium of photographers is not film or digital sensors, but rather shadows. This photo is evidence of that.
It was obvious which parts of the hospital were the newest, by their relative utter self destruction. It’s comforting to the Cubical Dwellers, I think, to know that as soon as the power and plumbing are disconnected that all hell will break loose and dismantle their suspended ceilings, drywall boxes and fluorescent suns in no time at all.
This picture tells half the story about the size of half of the complex. For Port Arthur, it’s average, but this would be a fantastically large elevator if it were anywhere else!
This part of the workhouse was sheathed in fiberglass, but now you can see its insides from a mile away.
A squat building with a rail scale. Taken between rain showers in late summer, when I seemed to be the only one at White Pine.
Off the beaten path is this old LTV sign. Now it points to a ghost town and dead dock.
Ava near the Memorial Building. The block glass embedded in the sidewalk here is actually a skylight for the tunnel below, which connects the Memorial Building to the steam and supply systems of the hospital.
I wish I had the equipment then that I have now… I look back at these 10-year-old pictures and can’t ignore all the grain.
This is an elevator to move mine car loads of sand to the surface for cleaning and eventually glass production. Below is a flooded equipment vault. In front and behind is a loop through the larger tunnels in the mine. The horizontal braces supported electric cables for the mine carts.
Furnace #7, as seen from #6’s catwalks. Cue morning fog.