Looking through a launcher doorway at an outbuilding… the fire truck garage, if I recall correctly. Fomapan medium format in Pentax 67.
It’s not hard to see how Germany could turn these into a prison overnight.
In the many-windowed metal building, the lumberyard buildings and the abandoned starch works buildings are separated by a thick wall of pallets.
A little sun and a little moisture sprouted this grass in the middle of the steel silos, in the midst of Minneapolis’ “graffiti graveyard”. Two images of time: nature growing through industry and rust dissolving old art in the elements.
The chalkboard in the filtering plant reminds new visitors of the last day.
An abandoned news stand between the concourse and ticket booths. This is one of my favorite pictures from the 2000s.
The shaft of Prize Mine in the abandoned building. Stay away!
The taller of the two smokestacks on site. Note the crack around its crown.
Peering through the glass in the Hoist Operator’s cab, stained with graffiti. The cable and reels can be seen through the glass… these are now gone.