Far above the areas that were heavily scrapped, I found some old bottles to collect samples of the sour mash whiskey as it made its was from the distillation room to barrel filling.
What you see is not a crack in the floor, but a long vine extending ten feet onto the shop floor, as if reaching in to escape the wind and rain.
Sheet metal over the windows. A red boot sole in the tumbleweeds. Is it inside, or outside?
A clicky-flippy clock is having some kind of malfunction.
These racks lined many of the floors, although I couldn’t decipher their purpose. Tastes like duotone…
A handmade sign tracks the progress through the current beet campaign. For this factory, it was about 30 years ago. Perhaps the idea was to pit shifts against each other.
A leftover swatch remembers the last fabric sewn here.
My favorite shot of 2011; a rusty mold for a heart-shaped glass candy dish in its natural environment, so to speak.
The top floor of the Dominion Elevator. Acros 100 on 120.
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