The doorframes become more askew every year as the buildings slip downward into the gulch at different rates. This seems to be the part of the mine ruins where transients leave their marks. The graffiti dated back to the 1970s, at least.
A color study of the rotting donated clothes in the former GB&S Machine Shop.
Christmas lights from the time Island Station was an art studio lean against a rusty boiler.
This gives a sense of the scale and the water damage of the old side (brick, rather than concrete) of the roundhouse.
Model: Ryan. On the second floor between wooden joists and massive, inert lighting is simply nothing but warped wood, stained with crane grease.
An observation room, possibly for children, has drapes around a 2-way mirror. You know, to dress up the fact that someone could be watching anonymously on the other side.
A volcano (?) under a window.
Worm in the path of raw ore where it would be dumped from rock cars into the silo below.