A high-ceilinged room where kegs would be delivered for cleaning, before they were refilled with fresh booze.
Pillars among trees… those who inherit the earth will be so confused.
A photo from my first trip, although very little has changed in this area of the building except for the level of graffiti. I love skylights, don’t you?
For reasons unknown, this building’s concrete was designed a little thinly. It reminds me of a Chicago, IL building constructed during WWI when concrete and steel were strictly rationed and many buildings went up with insufficient superstructures. I do not have a build date for this one yet.
The sluice room was surrounded in fine grating. The company would want to finely control when the doors would be opened so the gold could be removed under supervision. No yellow bonus for the working man…
Every timber pillar was numbered for maintenance purposes.
On the top floor of one of the old wards, the slanted roofline makes the this group room more claustrophobic. Portra 160.
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.
My friends know that redheads are my greatest weakness.