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.
The last batch of molded metal stuck in the chute, this metallurgical furnace was falling apart brick by disintegrating brick b the time I got to it. On the upper floors there is a sophisticated network of vents and chimneys to make these little furnaces as hot as possible.
The pipes in the boiler would be full of water, so the heat in the furnace.
Shadows of the skylights form a backdrop for rust-welded machines.
Imagine with yellow window guards are eyebrows and the open windows are the eyes. This headframe seems a bit curious.
Old boathouses near the dock.
Christmas lights from the time Island Station was an art studio lean against a rusty boiler.
These steam powered pumps were integral to the cooling of the meat packing plant next door.