Shelves in in the coloring department, where hundreds of different mixer lids are splashed with hardened glass dyes. Color thanks to a yellow-tinted skylight.
One of the many exposed steam tunnels, unearthed by erosion and broken into by farm tractors and bored kids.
Ladders crawl the back of the signs. Graffiti writers’ right of passage.
A high-voltage tunnel sheathed in concrete dips below ground near a shell packing building that now stores fireworks.
These long curved corridors connected the wards. Locked doors on both of their ends were a security and comfort feature. Sounds and people would be sealed in their respective wards, as the hallways would act like beautiful airlocks; they were so long that it was unlikely that doors would be open on both sides at the same time. Portra 160.
The same view in 2007. Superior, WI, some have said, is a suburb of Duluth, MN. It’s more like a sub-suburb, I would argue. It’s the industrial district that is technically in another state, one that sells beer on Sundays. Perspective is looking out of the mostly-disassembled larger (newer) elevator.
A tunnel between the outside gate and the courtyard shared by the barracks.
The fiery side of a launch building, just is it began to rain.