Taken as I drove out of Silverton, CO. One of my favorite landscapes of 2015. Want a print? Email me!
The coal water power plant stack accompanied the smell of an arson.
Island Station, in the middle of the power house, in the middle of a thunder storm. Flapping pipe covers and sheets of ran penetrating one massive arched window and blasting through the other, as winds power through the building from the Mississippi. The sound of the thunder made every length of steel squeak under the pressure.
What are we to do in an emergency?
A diesel crane and conveyor belt tripper are the major pieces of equipment that dominate the dock.
Chutes connect the bottoms of the silos to a conveyor belt.
A cloud moves across the attic in front of the window. How? A photographer’s secret.
The most pointless, beautiful and nuclear-bomb-proof catwalk I’ve been on to date. It goes between two high levels in its own bottom-lit concrete capsule in the center of the tallest, thickest building. Hang on, we’re riding this one out.
The dock is still lit at night and it casts shadows over the rust-welded ore doors.