A switchboard to control the flow of electricity into the plant from the city and generators.
A rare door left on the workhouse. The stairs to the left led down into a flooded basement. Kodak Portra 160/Mamiya 6.
The sun was setting outside, highlighting the textures and lines that made the form of the power plant take a fourth dimension–time.
The organ and bits of glass that have lost their way. Try not to see the upside-down wooden cross dangling from the stained-glass-crown on the church’s front side. Of course, it’s to keep the loose panes from falling out onto the road in wind, but at the same time…
Fermenters and mixing tanks fill this brewing room. The lighting is all natural, and is partially owed to a crumbling wall letting the sunset blast the interior in almost perfect profile.
Those able to work would be compelled to help fix up the facility, grow, harvest, and prepare food for fellow ‘inmates’, or work on vocational skills.
Ceiling light fixtures sit on a broken gurney.
Looking into the tunnel system from below the Women’s Ward. The tunnels were used mostly by staff to move food and laundry.