The hike to the village is steep. This is looking into the valley from the halfway point.
A late look at the brewhouse, long after the stainless steel tanks were scrapped.
A Kiva is an underground, or partly underground, chamber for ceremonies.
The shed in the front was full of worker supplies–namely goggles and heavy leather gloves. Molten copper isn’t a friendly thing to handle.
It was a strange choice, although I appreciate it, for the firm reusing the shops to brick up the doorways while leaving the doors.
A circular common room in one of the original parts of the hospital. When the asylum was especially crowded, this would be filled with patient beds, too. It’s very strange that this floor was not tiled like the other common rooms. It makes me wonder if especially dangerous patients were kept in this ward; those who could not be trusted to not extract and sharpen the ceramic tiles. Portra 160.
Indianapolis’ beautiful downtown is in the distance, past the gas storage tank.
The top floor of the Dominion Elevator. Acros 100 on 120.
Windows provided the 250-some workers with fresh air and light, and helped to keep flour dust from building up in the air, helping to prevent explosions. Today, machines control air flow better without windows, so they were bricked.