A splash of pink across an otherwise boring sign caught my eye in the old elevator.
Broken skyways in the sand casting house, where everything was utterly fire-resistant.
The entry point for the painting shed on the top floor. Cars would have a few feet in between them before they entered. Separate sheds would prime and add color.
The overgrown offices serve no one at this former Federal Elevator in Snowflake, MB.
Cauterized wounds on the factory floor, where the middle of the newer mill opens up to allow massive equipment. Now the pipes are cut and the equipment is gone.
The tower of Dominion certainly dominates the elevator row.
Fire doors separate the buildings.
Police tape marks were kids got hurt in the past… probably from falling from the unstable catwalk above.
The first 800 or so feet of the tunnel is finished with reinforced concrete. The test is raw stone. This is the spot where it switches. Side note: nailing this shot on film is one of my proudest light-painted moments.