Most of the gauges on the control panels were broken.
I love the texture of the rust through the decaying yellow paint.
Looking up to the second floor of the Nitrating House, where cotton would be soaked in nitric acid. These brought cotton into the building.
Shoes and booze, backstage.
The green-tinted skylight makes this a bright green corridor, the lower of the two skyways connecting the two workhouses.
The curtain closes officially when the walls crack under the weight of winter snow.
A bleak double room in what used to be the Receiving Hospital, built apart from the Kirkbride to observe incoming patients before they were placed in a ward.
The seminal architectural feature of the old hospital–the parts built by Illinois Central Railroad–was this staircase. Wide and graceful, adorned with paint chips and fire extinguishers, and leading from offices to surgical suites to the cafeteria.
This part of the roundhouse was being brought down by rain and gravity.