The screen and mineral stained window cross-processed the sky.
HDR matrix panorama. Looking from the grain elevators, now doomed, toward the city between the flour mill’s water tower and tile elevator’s neon sign, the old and new economies seem almost united. Yet the financial centers rise in reality to shadow the now-abandoned industry and manufacturing. The way of things, I’m told.
Street lights and pavement are some of the obvious signs a town used to be here.
Looking out of the boarded windows in the Great Western Sugar office.
A sign facing the city on an exterior wall–a sort of motivational poster.
Approaching the tunnel I heard about for so long…
The great entrance to the Service Building shows the detail once present in the old hospital.
An experimental shaft dug in the 1950s and its Hoist House.
Frontenac’s shaft house is well preserved, compared to all other around it. Leica/Summilux 35/Ektar 100