In the ward for the criminally insane, this door was the most-worn. Nail scratches mark the area around the peep hole, the wood is gouged everywhere from thrown chairs and hard kicks, and a ominous blood-colored stain is visible where it dripped in the second inset from the bottom. Aside from the damage, the coloring in this section was very vibrant, though it was probably little reprieve for those who had to work here.
I couldn’t help but include this ghost sign for a demolished motel…
Originally a bagging warehouse for Peavey, later this building was leased as storage and warehouse space. It was finally demolished around 2010.
Not a part of the Foundry, but the Enclosed Body Building. The rebar welded over the windows and the rust patterns with the lighting makes this geometric photos one of my favorites from the year.
Serve [unknown] Build… What do you think the middle says? Tell me in the comments.
Like a grave marker, a single post remembers where Dock 3 stood on the bay.
We people are so small.
Standing atop the dust collector, the factory breaks down into diverging patterns, processes.
The building on the right was where parts not assembled onto vehicles would be set in crates for shipment.