The sun was setting outside, highlighting the textures and lines that made the form of the power plant take a fourth dimension–time.
Sarah below Cascade Park. This space was destroyed when the park flooded.
In the soft wood of the machine, an employee left their mark.
I wish I knew what has become of this great one-of-a-kind sign that used to brag how many days the Clyde Iron factory has gone without a serious accident. Update: It’s hanging in one of the smaller venue spaces behind the bar.
One of my favorite shots from that year, conveyor line parts stacked and hung with Postal Service bins from decades ago.
My favorite shot of 2011; a rusty mold for a heart-shaped glass candy dish in its natural environment, so to speak.
A little welding art one crosses over near the windlass room.
The side of the administration building. Around the side was a sign instructing potential employees to return on set days and times.
Looking through the center of a scrapped generator, its copper long scrapped.