“What’s that diamond thingy on the Pilot House?” you ask? It’s a 1920s-era radio transmission direction finder, a pre-radar navigation aid. Lit with diffused flash.
A stray cat at hunts mice along the elevator row at Inglis, MB. Film: Fuji FP100C.
A train idles beside the Calumet offices. Pentax 67 Medium Format
The incinerator’s hardened steel door… useless, but still sexy in a heavy-industrial kind of way.
Atop Elevator ‘M’, formerly Cargill ‘O’.
One of Martinsdale’s defunct businesses perpendicular to the depot. Recall that Martinsdale is a T-town.
A sign of where man met machine.
After crushing, these machines would float lighter material to the surface of the water, where it would be skimmed and discarded. Gold and silver laden stone would sink to the bottom, where it was collected for the next stage of processing. Leica/Summilux 35/Ektar 100
These long curved corridors connected the wards. Locked doors on both of their ends were a security and comfort feature. Sounds and people would be sealed in their respective wards, as the hallways would act like beautiful airlocks; they were so long that it was unlikely that doors would be open on both sides at the same time. Portra 160.