A series of interconnected offices that look like they hadn’t been painted in 40 years.
Power-up to cool down… would have been nice on the hot day I climbed on top of this machine.
Away from the rest of the plant–as if forgotten, or hiding–is this little stamp press. Yes, this is little by press standards.
The note on the left announces that the spindles in the crates are dirty.
An original, minimally remodeled bathroom above the cafeteria reminds us what the whole complex once looked like.
Much of the circa-1950s buildings remain with few alterations, such as these long boring sheet metal ruststicks.
Algae grows where water flows/From the sawtooth roof/To the mines below/The sun climbs high/But is in no one’s eyes/A wall alone crumbles/It was no suprise
An insurance office.
This is a room where the actual explosive elements were mixed. In the event of an accident, this glass wall would give way before the concrete and thus direct the flames and shockwave away from the rest of the building. In other words, the glass is not just to get a lot of wonderful natural light into the building.