A comrade lights-up where so many workers apparently congregated to do the same.
Lost words over the auditorium entrance.
At noon, the lower skylights around the shops glow yellow-green, thanks to the flora blooming on the roof above.
Some of the internal staircases were fitted with cages that wound round down the stairs to deter suicidal patients from taking a dive.
The office was redder than the rest of the building.
Expanding foam provides some textural contrast to the wood floors, worn smooth over a century. This building dates to the 1890s and was built as the coffin plant.
Part of an ongoing series on found American flags in shuttered factories.
One of the cupola air intakes, rattled loose by the demolition downstairs, hangs stranded on the second floor. You can see that the floor I’m standing on in this picture used to extend all the way to the right wall. The blue paint on the wall made the climb absolutely worth it.
This miner locker room has probably never been so clean.