Looking through a secure ward door at the destroyed rooms beyond.
In the corner of most of the factory floors, freight elevators flanked restrooms to leave more central space for machines and their masters.
Small rooms in the basement of the asylum were seemingly too tiny to be used, even for storage.
A window for light and air pokes above the big arch in the hallway. Most of the interior ceilings were broad brick archways.
One of my favorite photos of the ADM-Delmar #1 skyway, when it stood. Taken at sunset, with the reflection of the overcast sky in the remaining windows.
A series of interconnected offices that look like they hadn’t been painted in 40 years.
In this photo you see three lives of Lyric: 1.) The Art Deco murals showing the Vaudeville background; 2.) The suspended ceiling put in when the building was converted for film; 3.) The explorers, photographers and others who worked in and on the building before its final demolition.
The holes were for men to poke reluctant ore with long poles, with the hope that a lucky jab would let the load slide down into the boat below. Now they’re just traps.