Looking past the hoist room (left) toward Shaft No. 1, behind the concrete head frame built in the late 1940s. This shaft could haul equipment from ground level (below) to shop level, where the picture was taken.
The sun was setting outside, highlighting the textures and lines that made the form of the power plant take a fourth dimension–time.
The power lines follow the street, down to the mineshaft. Everything revolved around the mine, it seemed.
On the left you can see one of the later air shafts for the mine below, which allowed for natural air exchange with the main production areas of the coal mine. That is to say, there were no fans blowing fresh air down below.
“Paint the fence,” they said, but I don’t feel like it… who cares, anyway.
This crane could reach any part of the power station floor.
Shadows of the trees from the materials yard.
Connecting the Administration building’s tower and top floors is this beautiful cast iron staircase. It was probably designed to help service the clock originally planned to be set in the tower, but when the hospital went over budget the state cancelled the timepiece. Now we are left with a gorgeous stair with little or no real purpose–not that I’m complaining. I am a long-admitted spiral staircase fetishist.