The only way to get to the second floor–since demolition crews punched-out the staircases and ladders leading upwards–was to climb this elevator shaft. In the lower-left corner is a blower for the foundry furnaces.
A colorful makeshift wall.
A broken roof drain turned the fourth floor into a skating rink. Frost covers every surface. Kodak Portra 400 in Voigtlander Bessa.
I wonder what this guy is thinking, walking through the complex.
Looking up at the network of elevators at the Saskatchewan Wheat Pool. Its train shed doors stand open under the void where conveyors should be. You can see where they used to connect on the left and right. The outside of the building is covered in racist graffiti.
A typical room in the barracks, reinforced from mortars and light shelling, possibly.
One of the few doors.
Between the room with mold sand and the space where the car’s metal bits would be put together, a pillar is marked as structurally vital.
Looking through the old brewhouse toward the Keg Wash House.