Can you imagine workers in a food plant smoking on the job today?
A burned and rusted control panel in the corner of the new hoist room.
A sign facing the city on an exterior wall–a sort of motivational poster.
Sunset came fast, and when the good light died inside the Industrial Loft, I walked around the back to find the whole complex glowing.
A look down the 1950s foundry building, moments after sunset.
Some guerilla art for passing drivers on I-94 East to enjoy. Artist unknown.
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.
This elevator came crashing down, perhaps from the topmost floor. I wonder what it sounded like.
This is what it might have looked like if a new Ford descended in the elevator with its headlights on. As seen from the Mississippi side–the opposite portal faces the sand mine.