An old stoker in a power plant that was abandoned long before the mill next to it, by all indications. Sugar mills burned dry beet pulp pellets for fuel.
The hoist room, before it was used for storage.
The tunnels were full of bricked-up doorways. I wonder how many rooms under there are totally sealed from the outside world…
An original stencil-brushed sign.
This is one of my favorite images of the year because of the color, light and textures. Someone told me once that the medium of photographers is not film or digital sensors, but rather shadows. This photo is evidence of that.
No more bailouts. No excuses.
It’s not hard to see how Germany could turn these into a prison overnight.
A side door on the rear of the castle that let guests out into a small stone courtyard below a tall turret.
If it wasn’t for the humming and crackling of the wires, I could believe I had arrived to a post apocalyptic landscape.