The Atlas D command building. As Brutalist as it gets.
You can almost make out the concrete chute through the open window. Kodak Portra 160/Mamiya 6.
A retrofitted dust collector stands out from the geometry of the roofline.
Sidewalks to a boarded barracks, each making the other obsolete in the night.
Between lines of Number Sixes right after sun rose behind them. This photo shows how extremely lush the grounds are that make getting around in some places impossible.
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.
Electric Steel’s bins reflect the sunset.
When I first saw Ogilvie’s from the ground, I promised myself to look back when i found my way into this little pitched outcropping which seemed to have the best view of Thunder Bay I could imagine. It turns out, though, that there is no floor in that section; it is just extended machine access! Oh well. Mount McKay in the background in the last light.