A line of huge machines wait to be used as parts under a long-disused belt drive.
Before developers saw to cut and cut the flour mills inside Pillsbury, they stood at the ready beside various purposeful chutes the traversed the floors of between sorters. These machines were belt-driven by the power of Pillsbury’s Mississippi headraces and turbines, the force of which notoriously shook the building’s foundations themselves. The wheels would change the grade of the flour, or the size of the dust produced from crushing the kernels.
A view of the government presses, with pages of law across the floor covered in footprints.
The right-pointing crank adjusts the rollers inside of the mill. How fine do you want your flour?
Looking through the center of a scrapped generator, its copper long scrapped.
This picture typifies the industrial ideal of the early 20th century. More metal than air. More efficiency than beauty. More profits than people.
A filter to separate the sliced beets from boiling water.
A hydraulic ‘bridge’ couple lower onto the tracks to bring mine cars into the shaft house, presumably for repair. I haven’t found this system anywhere else, but it makes a lot of sense.
One of my favorite visual feature of grain elevators, especially big ones, is how they repeat.