“GREETING FROM BEAUTIFUL GARY–WISH YOU WERE HERE!” My postcard shot.
Two versions of Detroit. One where buildings stand tall and proud, and one where they wilt under the sun. It’s an amazing juxtaposition.
The crumbling building barely contained the colors inside of it.
We people are so small.
The scale of the grain hoppers helps tell the story of how large Hamm’s was in its day.
A number of skyways carried the production line across roads and railroad tracks in and around the plant. An identical skyway to this one was cut off sometime in the past decade (judging by the rust), probably for its steel.
Holes in the roof lead to holes in the plaster and finally holes in the floor. That’s not what gutted the God from this altar, though.
The office for the maintenance shop was sound-insulated and ventilated.
Since this picture was taken, the roof has totally collapsed in this area.