In the modern control room at the base of the white elevator tower are the electronics that ran the newer building, its rail components and boat-loading component. The superstructure permeates all spaces here, as can be seen with the crossing I-beams in the main office.
A basement classroom, its chalkboards long gone, overlooks the playground.
“GREETING FROM BEAUTIFUL GARY–WISH YOU WERE HERE!” My postcard shot.
Part of the plant has been reused as a scrap metal yard.
When block glass shatters, it looks like ice.
“It must have been beautiful once.” “Yeah, especially in the winter.”
A circular common room in one of the original parts of the hospital. When the asylum was especially crowded, this would be filled with patient beds, too. It’s very strange that this floor was not tiled like the other common rooms. It makes me wonder if especially dangerous patients were kept in this ward; those who could not be trusted to not extract and sharpen the ceramic tiles. Portra 160.
The front of the Art Deco hospital, complete with Art Deco gears and Crosses of Loraine!
Another perfect Indianan sunset alights like a bird on the tops of the vent houses and tree-packed smokestacks.