A single metal emergency slide rusts away at sunrise.
Camera: Pentax 67.
Books in nooks and not getting a look… about the crook with hooks that cooks.
Standing on the ruins of the burned Northern Pacific RR Freight House. It’s the best place to watch ships move around the harbor. Some things haven’t changed…
The power plant of the Old Crow distillery was mostly original. I didn’t have a tripod, so I had to balance my camera on the equipment there.
A natural reaction with this kind of view.
The top floor’s old-fashioned hospital ways were too much to pass without a photo or two… with the paint falling off the walls it was as if the building was shedding its skin in an effort to become rejuvenated or useful.
The Atlas D command building. As Brutalist as it gets.
Much of the plant depended on steam, not only for heat but for mechanical power.