Small stained panes and orange brick. I had no idea when I took this picture that the colored glass would turn the insides of the mill into a bright aquamarine. It was a beautiful intersection of nature and industry, in the most unintended way.
The woman in the wall has the bed; is pulling it in; is holding you down…
A dead work truck rusts near an outbuilding. Everything is marked with a code. Modernity.
The bridge here moved workers between the dock, the approach tracks, and refueling buildings.
One of my favorite images from my stay… Note the snowed-over road in the distance! This is looking toward Animas Forks.
An elevator is reflected in the flooded footprint of Spencer & Kellogg. These trains are in storage for the winter.
In the mine offices, hooks and a board with numbers was the system to keep track of who was in the mine and who was safe.
Note the rails in the floor that guided cars to the coating line, the side of which is lined with the windows in the center of the image.
There were bins with hundreds of spools in them in the basement.