A 1960s style TV set in a sun room at the back of the poor house. The concrete room survived the roof collapse and was full of rotten children’s books and toys. Perhaps it was where donations were sorted, or perhaps it was a nursery/orphanage area.
On the left, the formula for the sintering mix was written (“mischungszusammenselzung”) to keep track of the jobs.
This is one of my favorite doorways (yes, I have favorites) for a few reasons: 1.) You can see how the once-arched door has been squared-off for rectangular doors to fit; 2.) you can see one complete historic door and one ruined door, and the chain that used to hold them together before someone kicked-out the security, and; 3.) I like the texture of the bricks and design of the radiators in the room beyond–the blacksmith shop. Just do.
Jef throws open the back door of an alley for the trailing photographers and historians.
The crumbling building barely contained the colors inside of it.
A view from the loft in the shipping/receiving building, where the crane operator would step into his cab.
The pigeons and raccoons have no use for these, so they will sit empty until snow or fire removes them by force.
Furnace #7, as seen from #6’s catwalks. Cue morning fog.
With the maintenance door open you can see the buckets on in the vertical conveyor.