This picture is lit by a direct lightning strike of the building. It’s impossible to describe the feeling of being in this giant open building the moment it channeled an electric explosion into the earth.
The trees were so overgrown, it was difficult to see the hotel at all from the road.
Because painted signs would not hold up in this spot–in between four ovens that were literally hot enough to melt steel inside. Solution: Cut the pipe labels into the sheet metal. Seems to have worked.
The service window in the Administration Tower had seen some abuse, even if it wasn’t so old.
Hand-shooting 4×5 underground. Must be Kate Hunter.
One of the few windows that escaped steel plating the last time the hospital was sealed tight to let nature roam within.
Looking through the old brewhouse toward the Keg Wash House.
Sluice tables stretch into the darkness.
At sunset the light skips from puddle to stagnant puddle across the whole foundry room, playing with the classic sawtooth roof with half-hearted shadows.
The layout and design of the buildings reminded me strongly of a brewery or distillery. To the right you can see some of the retrofits by the first lumber company to buy the buildings, in the 1970s.