The new concrete workhouse, as seen through chickenwire.
There’s no way an explorer, much less a choir, could stand here now. Since this picture was taken the roof has collapsed onto the loft.
One last look in the mirror before you turn around and walk onstage…
This load of lime seems to have been left right where it was loaded.
This section of the production floor was constantly dripping. Someone had laid down giant plastic sheeting to attempt to protect the lower floors, but it hasn’t worked.
The crumbling building barely contained the colors inside of it.
The St. Louis County Sheriff constantly patrols the property looking for trespassers.
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.
This is the original projection booth space, but it has been remodeled a bit to accommodate mixing boards and other live performance equipment. Before the theatre was separated to accommodate two stages, this would overlook two balconies, the house, and the main stage.