At noon, the lower skylights around the shops glow yellow-green, thanks to the flora blooming on the roof above.
Looking at the tallest part of the plant from a skeletal loading dock. Kodak Portra 160/Mamiya 6.
“Paint the fence,” they said, but I don’t feel like it… who cares, anyway.
The ‘working’ part of the furnaces are about a story above ground level, so the catwalks snake above the tree line.
In the brewhouse between the preheating tank and kettle room. The spiral staircase goes into a kettle annex where a few smaller stainless steel kettles hide. If you looked right from this frame you would see the bottom of one of the kettles like the bottom of a steel mixing bowl.
Not a part of the Foundry, but the Enclosed Body Building. The rebar welded over the windows and the rust patterns with the lighting makes this geometric photos one of my favorites from the year.
A few of the stalls in the older section of the roundhouse, the noon sky peeking in.
Seating in the former top balcony is now front row for a secondary stage above and behind the main house.
The secret sweet-yet-salty center of the nameless factoryscape. Home base, tuned to rule the AC and turn out Product X at record rates, I’m sure.