A late look at the brewhouse, long after the stainless steel tanks were scrapped.
Blue plastic siding filters the summer sun, giving the otherwise reddish-brown interior a splash of color.
Ultimately, it was the bad roof that doomed these buildings.
This building is now being used to grow fish.
A high-ceilinged room where kegs would be delivered for cleaning, before they were refilled with fresh booze.
At sunset the light skips from puddle to stagnant puddle across the whole foundry room, playing with the classic sawtooth roof with half-hearted shadows.
In what Studebaker called the ‘Materials Building’ are these giant concrete bins of fine molding sand, there for casting metal parts using the molten metal from the adjoining building. On the far left side there is a train track and once upon a time a gantry crane traced the room under the roof
Even without the kettles the Hamm’s brewhouse is beautifully lit, ornamented architecturally and begging for photographers to remember it.
One of the cupola air intakes, rattled loose by the demolition downstairs, hangs stranded on the second floor. You can see that the floor I’m standing on in this picture used to extend all the way to the right wall. The blue paint on the wall made the climb absolutely worth it.