Kurth bears a ghost sign. Recently, its main sign was destroyed by graffiti artists in 2015.
Gloves hang in the basement of the former quality assurance labs.
Looking into the engine works from the concrete addition.
On the top floor of the former casket building is the finishing line for the coating section; on this section the final spray of plastic would hit the wood before a small furnace would seal the plastic permanently to the surface, making it more resilient, I assume.
Old parts catalogs litter the floor. The office overlooks empty shelves. Graffiti glue peeling paint in place.
Pipes to channel nitrose (think nitro glycerine) infused acid through the building.
The top floor of the apartment seemed so empty without the furniture that once adorned it. Instead, my eyes were drawn to the worn paths in the floor between the rooms.
A shipment board for customers that may or may not exist anymore. Let’s assume any of the products made here are probably on backorder.