A cloud moves across the attic in front of the window. How? A photographer’s secret.
A natural reaction with this kind of view.
Noontime light, long criticized for the boring shadows it grants photographers, comes into its own sometimes.
A sizable crane on the corner of the engine house still swings out.
Connecting the Administration building’s tower and top floors is this beautiful cast iron staircase. It was probably designed to help service the clock originally planned to be set in the tower, but when the hospital went over budget the state cancelled the timepiece. Now we are left with a gorgeous stair with little or no real purpose–not that I’m complaining. I am a long-admitted spiral staircase fetishist.
A bleak double room in what used to be the Receiving Hospital, built apart from the Kirkbride to observe incoming patients before they were placed in a ward.
A look down the 1950s foundry building, moments after sunset.
Sawdust is the most classic of insulation materials.
I tried to hide the graffiti from my photos, but sometimes it wasn’t possible.