The doorframes become more askew every year as the buildings slip downward into the gulch at different rates. This seems to be the part of the mine ruins where transients leave their marks. The graffiti dated back to the 1970s, at least.
Looking toward Sleeping Giant from the workhouse.
A typical workhouse scene, captured minutes before on Fuji FP100c instant film.
One of Martinsdale’s defunct businesses perpendicular to the depot. Recall that Martinsdale is a T-town.
I like to imagine this as fountain.
Don Crist ’83. Brick Graffiti Series.
The Calumet Elevator offices used to be flanked on both sides by rails. Now, only one side has engines running on it.
The building on the right was where parts not assembled onto vehicles would be set in crates for shipment.
I had to search the shelves a while to find this old logbook. The open page lists changes in stock numbers for Cutler Hammer Coils, and one row says that a new coil was installed on the black larry. The larry is the machine that loads coke ovens.