An arrangement of brick graffiti on the old boiler house building near the railroad tracks.
Looking up at the LEMP malting plant elevator. Look at that BRICKWORK!
Everything is texture.
In the middle of one of the outlying cottages, perhaps the Masonic Cottage–it was too damaged to tell, really–are these pair of skinny doors that led from patient rooms to a common area with rotting shag carpet.
This picture typifies the industrial ideal of the early 20th century. More metal than air. More efficiency than beauty. More profits than people.
…a better view of the huge tailings boom stretching outside of the tailings pond.
Books in nooks and not getting a look… about the crook with hooks that cooks.
C’mon and grab your friends… we’ll go to very—rusty lands…