The “Inner-Urban Jawbreaker,” a one-of-a-kind, salty-but-sweet remnant of a bygone heavy-industrial period in this area’s history. A time when the walls were whole and the floors were clean, in other words, a time when people made things other than photographs inside the never ending corridors and factory floors.
Blue skies and rust-pocked siding contrast the high-altitude blue sky. By the time I had worked my way back to the tram, it was sunset.
The control room floats above the top of the dock atop a spiral staircase.
The top floors of all the buildings seemed to be the worst off. Arson and the elements have eroded Packard like water over salt.
The fresh snow makes the whole complex look a lot cleaner than it actually is.
Looking out across the elevator row from Portland Huron’s roof. Don’t you love the color of the sky?
A long exposure panorama of Electric Steel and Kurth from the roof of Russell Miller B, days before it was demolished.