Between the ice chute and the back of the north section of the cellars, a little pillar shows where a room used to be. The ceiling’s disintegration has since filled the space, which seems to be the last point of expansion in the cave–this was last carved in the mid-1840s.
The middle section of the smokestacks were coal hoppers, and this device would load the coal into the hoppers from the conveyor belt it rode across. The bottom section of the stacks were storage rooms while the very top were, surprise, chimneys for the power plant.
Chutes from a hundred machines interconnect to more machines and chutes on a dozen factory floors.
A typical room in the barracks, reinforced from mortars and light shelling, possibly.
Iron lions in the doctor’s apartment guard the way to the dining room.
Part of an ongoing series on found American flags in shuttered factories.
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.
When I moved from the roof back into the upper floors of the distillery, the plants growing out of the masonry caught my eye. It’s 60 feet up, but looks like it could be an old wall.
Looking into the main workhouse from the skyway into the annex elevator. But who care? Look at the colors!