Looking out of a door to nowhere at the fiery sky above.
HDR matrix panorama. Looking from the grain elevators, now doomed, toward the city between the flour mill’s water tower and tile elevator’s neon sign, the old and new economies seem almost united. Yet the financial centers rise in reality to shadow the now-abandoned industry and manufacturing. The way of things, I’m told.
Much of the plant depended on steam, not only for heat but for mechanical power.
I found out some of my friends were going to be married while I was on top of Gold Medal one evening while it was snowing.
Christmas lights from the time Island Station was an art studio lean against a rusty boiler.
Minnesota Power’s Taconite Harbor power station, as seen through the ship loading control room windows.
The many levels of catwalks make for a place where you can look from the ground floor to the roof, about 4 stories up.
Winter skies over Allouez Bay. From a distance, it looks almost fragile.