Shadows of distant power lines are carried to the concrete by street lights.
A circular common room in one of the original parts of the hospital. When the asylum was especially crowded, this would be filled with patient beds, too. It’s very strange that this floor was not tiled like the other common rooms. It makes me wonder if especially dangerous patients were kept in this ward; those who could not be trusted to not extract and sharpen the ceramic tiles. Portra 160.
The bottom of the elevator which seemed too modern for the building. The top of the elevator opens into open air, as the second floor has long since collapsed.
This is what the complex looks like today to the bare eye. Dull, monochrome, quiet.
A custom ladder to cross conveyor belts on the work floor.
It is unclear when the ‘Superior Warehouse Company’ sign was put up, but it was likely around 1916-1917, when maps indicate it served as a dry goods warehouse, operated by Twohy-Eimon Mercantile Company. The Sivertson sign was likely added in the mid-1980s. In this image I tried to preserve the colors the bricks turn at sunset.
Sarah in Miller Creek Drain.
Steam pipes snake up the walls like vines, but with asbestos.
A natural stone floor in Brewery Creek’s upper path has been worn smooth.