The batch tag specifies some of the technical properties of the silk worked here.
“Against the blue sky, its rusting central silos look like rising smoke meeting the last minutes of a sunset. These give way to a corrugated night sky of blue gray, punched-through with staggered four-pane windows, all glassless.”
Looking into a common from the grounds. The block glass makes the interior seem dreamlike and distorted. Note the poor condition of the bricks around the window.
Sarah below Cascade Park. This space was destroyed when the park flooded.
A scrapped steam turbine, perhaps. In the background you can see a gutted casing for another turbine.
The old hotel doesn’t like to show its age. Indeed, if it had a few paint job and soft remodel it would be fit to open–that is, if there was a need for it in this tiny rural New York town.
Next to the generator room is the pump room, which moved steam around the complex.
The top of the giant arched windows facing the Mississippi and the swing bridge.
This roof hasn’t budged under the weight of snow, instead it just filters-through the light onto the floor.