One of the only extant assembly line tracks in the body painting department. No photographer leaves Fisher 21 without capturing some version of this spot; hope you like mine.
Another perfect Indianan sunset alights like a bird on the tops of the vent houses and tree-packed smokestacks.
Hunter and the Hoist House.
John’s wife’s face.
A walk-up service window on the side of an administration building of some sort. I have a feeling the buildings were color coded.
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.
Redlining is the practice of shutting certain races out of neighborhoods, and it is still a big problem today. Such behaviors were a big factor in creating the need for these projects.
Bells are highly symbolic, being used from everything from calling worshipers in the morning to exorcising demons at night.