A typical shower in the old section of the hospital. It looks a little horrifying in the harsh light of a camera flash on the thousands of little white tiles. One soap holder hadn’t been stolen yet.
Looking north from the east portal of the tunnel… a beautiful place. Wilderness. Mamiya 6/Portra 160
A self portrait on a tire swing outside the Service Building.
The historical entrance.
Part of an ongoing series on found American flags in shuttered factories.
A row of houses north of Pommenige.
In the middle of one of the outlying cottages, perhaps the Masonic Cottage–it was too damaged to tell, really–are these pair of skinny doors that led from patient rooms to a common area with rotting shag carpet.
In the corner of the former school grounds…
Office manners dictate that one must tip their file drawer back upright once it is knocked through the wall.