Books in nooks and not getting a look… about the crook with hooks that cooks.
Inside the pilot copper concentrator.
The sign that greets visitors to the ghost town of Colmor. Nothing says ‘welcome’ like birdshot.
The underside of the dock seemed almost like a cathedral to industry with vaulted ceilings.
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.
Looking out at the abandoned neighborhood around the house.
The mill was powered, in part, by water flowing through turbines under it. After the flow worked the industrial heart of the flour mill, it was exit to the Mississippi here.
Ektar 100/Mamiya 6. A ghost town near Martinsdale, where the market (pictured) served as the train stop.
Parts lockers on the top floor of the power plant.