A view of the Harris offices, complete with great block glass.
The hospital is so self art deco that it seems like a film set!
The laundry building, where many of the tunnels came to an end. It looks very East Coast industrial to me.
The tailings boom is the first and last thing you see when approaching the mountaintop shipwreck.
Kate in the crow’s next… very shaky by the time she got to it.
A huge steel tank, one of several left over, left over from either the Ashland Oil or Allied Chemical periods.
The “Inner-Urban Jawbreaker,” a one-of-a-kind, salty-but-sweet remnant of a bygone heavy-industrial period in this area’s history. A time when the walls were whole and the floors were clean, in other words, a time when people made things other than photographs inside the never ending corridors and factory floors.
The ice around the dock, compressed by the waves, was less clear than the open ice.
The seminal architectural feature of the old hospital–the parts built by Illinois Central Railroad–was this staircase. Wide and graceful, adorned with paint chips and fire extinguishers, and leading from offices to surgical suites to the cafeteria.