Because painted signs would not hold up in this spot–in between four ovens that were literally hot enough to melt steel inside. Solution: Cut the pipe labels into the sheet metal. Seems to have worked.
This is one of my favorite images of the year because of the color, light and textures. Someone told me once that the medium of photographers is not film or digital sensors, but rather shadows. This photo is evidence of that.
Worm in the path of raw ore where it would be dumped from rock cars into the silo below.
A broken window looking through the First Aid Room and into the Control Room in charge of directing grain into ships. You can see one of the large conveyors on the right, clad in green. Chutes and staircases intertwine seemingly randomly through the big empty spaces.
A washout two thirds of the way down the tram gave me a place to relax in the thin air.
The last time the city sealed this door, they must have been changing out old road signs.
One of the four fire alarm panels in the power station.
A corner of the addition is lined with glass cabinets, formerly filled with beds.
Laundry chute to the basement, as seen on the top floor.
One of the many fireproof bridges connecting the factory sections, one way to prevent fires from spreading throughout the plant.