This little curled yellow thing is one of the last hints that this adobe building was lived in.
This is my favorite wallpaper in the whole hotel.
When I first saw Ogilvie’s from the ground, I promised myself to look back when i found my way into this little pitched outcropping which seemed to have the best view of Thunder Bay I could imagine. It turns out, though, that there is no floor in that section; it is just extended machine access! Oh well. Mount McKay in the background in the last light.
A burned and rusted control panel in the corner of the new hoist room.
These ceramic bricks were likely from the fireproof tunnel that connected the elevators.
Wide stairs between the ground, the mine shaft, and the dry house.
The fences helped discourage patients from throwing themselves down the stairs.
Looking toward the Female Infirmary Ward from the long, glass, Conservatory hallway.
At sunset the light skips from puddle to stagnant puddle across the whole foundry room, playing with the classic sawtooth roof with half-hearted shadows.