Tableau

This is one of my favorite doorways (yes, I have favorites) for a few reasons: 1.) You can see how the once-arched door has been squared-off for rectangular doors to fit; 2.) you can see one complete historic door and one ruined door, and the chain that used to hold them together before someone kicked-out the security, and; 3.) I like the texture of the bricks and design of the radiators in the room beyond–the blacksmith shop. Just do.

Instructional film strips on the floor of a second floor closer.

The end of the new elevator. Line of bird droppings follow the fire sprinkler pipes and wires in the room.

Before the clouds broke, I snapped this profile of the dumping control room and its spiral staircase. These are the colors that I dream in.

Colors of the boiler room.

The arches of the Twohy building, before some of the signs and sills were painted in 2015.

Sliding fireproof doors and an old hydrant at Harlowton’s old yards.

We mark our world in unexpected ways… this is how patient possessions would be stored during their stay in the old asylum wards. It’s about the size of a shoebox, and this particular drawer has a name where the others do not. Its place reminded me of the hospital cemetery where more than 3,000 are buried and less than 1% of whom are recorded by stone or plaque in their resting place.

I believe this is the push car, meaning it would push the charge in the oven out the opposite side into the train car.