A wounded flour mill, muscled into the corner to keep out of the way.
The hospital is so self art deco that it seems like a film set!
Sluice tables stretch into the darkness.
The scale of the grain hoppers helps tell the story of how large Hamm’s was in its day.
On the boarded-up first floor of the house proper near the door to the chapel, the last pew sites next to a wet box of Bibles.
One chute drops grain on a conveyor for storage in the north silo cluster, while another is ready to deposit the flow where the conveyor cannot reach. Instead of engineering the belt to trip in reverse, the silos under the workhouses have their own chutes.
Mushroom pillars hold up the dreams of so many, the profits of so few.
This is one of my favorite images of the year because of the color, light and textures. Someone told me once that the medium of photographers is not film or digital sensors, but rather shadows. This photo is evidence of that.
What appears to be a building once associated with King Elevator is now a defunct scuba company. To the right of the frame you can see how the concrete on the elevator is beginning to show its rebar.