In the distance, a semi truck kicks up fresh rain from the highway. As seen from the top of the steel blast door.
These aluminum powder kegs were forgotten in storage.
A floating spiral staircase, one of two, that link the foyer with the lounge and balcony level. Now the balcony level is a small second stage. A panoramic view of Split Rock LIghthouse wraps around the bannisters.
An exit from the concourse.
Water damage dissolved the ceiling into sludge. Pillars remain, as do the plastic light covers, now on the floor.
When I see this picture, I imagine that I am an ant exploring a mushroom farm.
A color study of the rotting donated clothes in the former GB&S Machine Shop.
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.