Beauty Shop In the basement were all the valves to control the flow of municipal steam through the building. This hasty hand letting was beside one such valve, near a carved brick with a name and ‘1934’ under it. Similar Images ...based on the tags: grimy, signs... The power pulley that ran air compressors straight off of the steam plant’s axel. Here, the concentrated gold (and silver, and zinc, I would guess) would be loaded into trucks bound for the smelter. Miners at the turn of the century had better taste in typography than the average person does today. Ektar 100/Mamiya 6. A ghost town near Martinsdale, where the market (pictured) served as the train stop. The turbine hall sported a beautiful Whiting gantry crane. I’ve written it before, but I like observing the way buildings change in terms of new windows, bricked up doors, and so on, and thinking of how their forms change to reflect the work inside of them. The sign that greets visitors to the ghost town of Colmor. Nothing says ‘welcome’ like birdshot. This is the far interior of the hotel, where the darkness made the shag carpet seem to move whenever the trees outside swayed. That is to say, constantly. My favorite time to be in the brewery was sunrise. That’s the kind of light that made the brewhouse glow.