The common rooms bulge out of the institutional geometry of the wards.
Workers in the basement tunnels had to communicate with the workhouse operators 100 feet above and vice versa. Alarms and bells were installed to signal trouble over the sound of the elevator machinery.
A warped mirror in the rock crusher at the rear of the complex.
After a religious conversion from actors to projectors, a rebranding was in order.
I like to think of this as a giant straw, through which the factory is slowly draining the earth, leaving nothing but reinforced concrete below…
Kat dancing down the trestle, which is one of the highest in the state, standing about 100 feet over the road. Mamiya 6/Portra 160
Wintertime is quiet, except for the planes overhead.
The porcelain hoops guided the silk threads through the device.
The two antennae are retracted–the position they would be in if the base was under attack.