Although it’s difficult to spot at first, there is a traveling mini crane down the way about the three windows. This was installed to service all of the fabrication machines that would be in this section.
An auxiliary crane in the corner of the foundry room.
That floor isn’t dirt–it’s old rotting grain that’s formed into a sort of moldy mud.
A side view showing the extreme structural damage to what I believe is the Masonic Cottage. I honestly cannot unravel how some of this was done, unless the local armory is missing a 4″ canon and some cartridge shot.
The old hospital (left) and ugly modern additions (right).
Standing atop the dust collector, the factory breaks down into diverging patterns, processes.
Looking into the main workhouse from the skyway into the annex elevator. But who care? Look at the colors!
An old nurse’s station (you can tell because of the half-door with table) with torn-up tiles. Notice through the curved doorway that even the ceiling has a curvature.
In this old repair shop, vines fall from the rotting roof to meet mossy concrete. Even though it had been dry for days, water dripped in from the roof to make permanent puddles between workstations. It was full of color and sound and industry and nature.