The winch that hauled the sea leg, a decide to unload grain from waiting boats and barges.
The bottom of the stairs leading from the work floor to the cafeteria.
The right-pointing crank adjusts the rollers inside of the mill. How fine do you want your flour?
The turbine hall, without turbines. I guess that makes this a hall… at least it has a clock.
I like this picture because it shows some of the only unbroken windows at Packard.
This spiral staircase isn’t doing Lemp much good–maybe they’ll let me have it! I do love, though, that there is a door going to it–without walls–and it ascends to a second floor that doesn’t exactly exist anymore.
Part of the brewing process is sterilizing the kettles, pipes and tanks all product would touch. This was done with a caustic solution. To the left is a healthy pile of asbestos where a heating tank used to stand, insulated in the carcinogenic mineral. The tank got cut apart, the asbestos stayed here.
Under the monster and its teeth.
“The fresh snow mixed indistinguishably from the ashes of the half-demolished power plant.”