An Old Crow warehouse, formerly federally controlled, near Old Taylor Distillery.
From the street, it’s clear that almost every window and door had boards over it, but not every building had a roof. Silly priorities.
This building looked like some sort of office.
The north side of the plant is modern 60s industrial architecture, meaning massive open spaces with no personality. This mirror is the most interesting thing I could find.
On the Turbine Room floor, one old steam pump still remains, ready to pressurize steam pipes with the hot stuff throughout the car shops and boilers.
A polaroid (FP100c, actually) of the newer grain car dumper.
The rust garden’s brick centerpiece contrasts the muted winter Kentucky palette.
Before developers saw to cut and cut the flour mills inside Pillsbury, they stood at the ready beside various purposeful chutes the traversed the floors of between sorters. These machines were belt-driven by the power of Pillsbury’s Mississippi headraces and turbines, the force of which notoriously shook the building’s foundations themselves. The wheels would change the grade of the flour, or the size of the dust produced from crushing the kernels.
When I revisited the mine in 2013, the hoists were scrapped and sitting by the road.