A facade that tells the story of demolition and neglect. The sign on the garage door indicates that if one finds themselves there, that they enter the buildings at their own risk. If only property owners in the US took this philosophy!
A diesel crane and conveyor belt tripper are the major pieces of equipment that dominate the dock.
The ice reflects the blue sky on the rust. The sunset blasts through the concrete pillars holding it all up.
Reflections of graffiti during spring melt.
“M.H. ’56; Al Malmsten ’44”. Brick Graffiti Series.
One of the large barracks. All of them are overgrown like this.
The hospital was surrounded by walking paths that crisscrossed the front green, as it was called. Part of Kirkbride’s plan was to have ample opportunities for exercise outdoors–fresh air, especially cold fresh air, was thought to have curative properties.
The wings of the church had a lot more water damage than the rest. The organ on the balcony was in decent condition when I arrived.
On the left are rows of dayrooms; on the right is one of two long hallways which connect the two halves of the hospital. The large, center section of the hallway would fit chairs for patients to look out on the gardens. They called it a conservatory. This hallway would be as close as some patients would get to nature.