Noontime light, long criticized for the boring shadows it grants photographers, comes into its own sometimes.
The Sun Rooms, or Common Rooms, reminded me of the Panopitcon turned inside-out.
The hole in the floor, I like to joke, is a not-so-sneaky trap for the photographers creeping to get a close-up of the amazing peeling paint. I somehow escaped this snare, however, to warn the rest… perhaps you.
Some of the rotting clothes were in boxes, split long ago from moisture. Others were just heaped in piles.
The sun shining through one of the buildings; everything was overgrown.
One of the few windows that escaped steel plating the last time the hospital was sealed tight to let nature roam within.
Because Oshkosh is close to Green Bay, the Packers are very popular there. Everywhere in the plant there were traces of ‘Cheese Head’ culture.
The main shaft’s cable spooled with bird castings belies the fact that lives used to dangle from its steel-wound strength. Arrows on the circles would indicate the mine level the cars were currently at.