Small stained panes and orange brick. I had no idea when I took this picture that the colored glass would turn the insides of the mill into a bright aquamarine. It was a beautiful intersection of nature and industry, in the most unintended way.
Let’s play a game called “FIND THE PIGEON”! There is one bird in this photo of dust collectors atop the King Elevator train shed.
The light next to this acid tank was perfect, thanks to a gaping hole in the roof.
The missiles were stored without fuel, to help prevent mishaps. This is the fuel pumping building and one of the tanks.
This is where the transformers were housed. Note the steel tracks in the floor for moving equipment around the building.
This is one of my favorite doorways (yes, I have favorites) for a few reasons: 1.) You can see how the once-arched door has been squared-off for rectangular doors to fit; 2.) you can see one complete historic door and one ruined door, and the chain that used to hold them together before someone kicked-out the security, and; 3.) I like the texture of the bricks and design of the radiators in the room beyond–the blacksmith shop. Just do.
Looking from the powerhouse across to the old Electrical Assembly side of the plant that manufactured products like thermostats. Most of the complex is connected by skyway and tunnel systems.
Some of the rotting clothes were in boxes, split long ago from moisture. Others were just heaped in piles.
A squat building with a rail scale. Taken between rain showers in late summer, when I seemed to be the only one at White Pine.
Call me angsty, but I like it. Found in the Auxiliary Hospital.