Cupola’s Worst Days

Two versions of Detroit. One where buildings stand tall and proud, and one where they wilt under the sun. It’s an amazing juxtaposition.

One night, I camped behind the sugar mill. You can tell be the clouds that a cold front was moving out—it was a hot day.

Scrappers tried to take this steel pulley out of Fisher, but it proved too heavy.

Looking into the Pool 8 Annex from the original Ogilvie’s elevator.

This section of the hospital recently collapsed.

Off the beaten path is this old LTV sign. Now it points to a ghost town and dead dock.

This part of the roundhouse was being brought down by rain and gravity.

The turbine hall sported a beautiful Whiting gantry crane.

The whole smelter ran on gravity… elevating the various raw materials and working with them until at the bottom of the furnace, copper poured out.