The basement of the asylum was a strange place. Take, this fireplace, for instance, in an otherwise barren room. Random cinderblock (left) has created a little room behind the fireplace. To round out the strangeness, a toilet was plumbed into the middle of the space. Note the stone foundations.
A staircase threads between the top floor and the sluices, which are in the middle of the dredge-mill.
The arches of the Twohy building, before some of the signs and sills were painted in 2015.
Dirty filters for some equipment hang, awaiting a purpose.
The sun was setting outside, highlighting the textures and lines that made the form of the power plant take a fourth dimension–time.
Workers’ lockers, strewn across Main Street, yet still out of the way.
Part of the grain drier system in ADM #1 crawls up the side of the building like a steel vine.
Two small generators connected to a Frick steam engine.
Part of the brewing process is sterilizing the kettles, pipes and tanks all product would touch. This was done with a caustic solution. To the left is a healthy pile of asbestos where a heating tank used to stand, insulated in the carcinogenic mineral. The tank got cut apart, the asbestos stayed here.