Tableau

The last trace of Mitchell, Minnesota is a pile of cans on the side of the main street, Mitchell Avenue. These will be recognizable for another century or so, for future history-minded explorers.

At this junction where Brewery Creek gets a breath of fresh air stands a kid holding a paintbrush: a Banksy (famous graffiti artist) ripoff.

A series of interconnected offices that look like they hadn’t been painted in 40 years.

North of the assembly complex is a storage network of earthen and concrete bunkers.

Looking across at the Cargill elevator.

The west portal of the tunnel is open, and if it wasn’t for the rough track, I would think by looking at it that a train could be coasting up behind me any moment. Mamiya 6/Portra 160

The curtain closes officially when the walls crack under the weight of winter snow.

Note the severed skyway–that led to a set of grain elevators that have since been demolished.

One of the only remaining pieces of equipment in the distilling room is this green control panel on a bridge suspended in the middle of it all.