On the outside of the steel silos and headhouse is a riveted bulge that does not look like the silos. Inside is this elevator, a rudimentary (read: dangerous) and old (read: dangerous) freight elevator.
Behind a nurse’s station.
A colorful makeshift wall.
In the soft wood of the machine, an employee left their mark.
Looking out upon Mill City through the lens of FLOUR, highlighted in pink and low clouds. This sign has recently been converted into LED lighting.
I revisited the mill years after my documentary. Now it is even more destroyed and surrounded by new fences.
Two small generators connected to a Frick steam engine.
Miners at the turn of the century had better taste in typography than the average person does today.