Glowing observation windows–and someone forgot to lock a patient’s door…
The only door into a large windowless concrete room, probably a storage bin. Kodak Portra 160/Mamiya 6.
A side view of the oven pusher from the ground. The tallest coal bunker looks tiny in the distance, though on the scale of the factory it’s practically on top of me as I’m taking the picture.
Between the Old Crow and Old Taylor bonded warehouses are some of the fouled barrels, now the only ones left, which were left to rot in the elements. Nearby in a loading bay that has obviously been disused longer than the rest of the property, terra cotta roofing waits in crates.
Looking at the casting floor from the roof. In the distance are the copulas where molten metal was poured.
A side door for the brick factory.
It was obvious which parts of the hospital were the newest, by their relative utter self destruction. It’s comforting to the Cubical Dwellers, I think, to know that as soon as the power and plumbing are disconnected that all hell will break loose and dismantle their suspended ceilings, drywall boxes and fluorescent suns in no time at all.
A high-ceilinged room where kegs would be delivered for cleaning, before they were refilled with fresh booze.
What looks to be a skip for repairing the dock, in the concrete steeple.