The arches of the Twohy building, before some of the signs and sills were painted in 2015.
2013. A perfect summer day meets a beautiful old roundhouse on the edge of town.
The staircase going to the second floor balcony is gone, giving a clear view of the first floor porch.
In its last years, the church had a congregation of only about 100. It opened with 1.700…
These buildings were largely used as concentrators for the crushed rock, although I did spy some small mills inside these too.
A yellow house above the mineshaft.
The largest extant structure when I visited.
In the ward for the criminally insane, this door was the most-worn. Nail scratches mark the area around the peep hole, the wood is gouged everywhere from thrown chairs and hard kicks, and a ominous blood-colored stain is visible where it dripped in the second inset from the bottom. Aside from the damage, the coloring in this section was very vibrant, though it was probably little reprieve for those who had to work here.
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.