Part of the unremodeled hospital, above the Service Building, where employees would stay sometimes.
A staircase threads between the top floor and the sluices, which are in the middle of the dredge-mill.
Where the tailings boom meets the mill.
One of the generators, weeks before it was taken apart to be shipped to another power plant somewhere else.
A screen above the floor apparently shields workers from the disintegrating building.
Power House, 2000s From the roof of the larger power plant’s Building A, Hastings, MN’s lights burn behind the smokestacks.
The sun was setting outside, highlighting the textures and lines that made the form of the power plant take a fourth dimension–time.
Small stained panes and orange brick. I had no idea when I took this picture that the colored glass would turn the insides of the mill into a bright aquamarine. It was a beautiful intersection of nature and industry, in the most unintended way.
This mean-looking thing had a purpose, probably, but that function has been lost to decades of expansion.