The main shaft’s cable spooled with bird castings belies the fact that lives used to dangle from its steel-wound strength. Arrows on the circles would indicate the mine level the cars were currently at.
A steel powder keg serves as a door prop on the static-proof wood core floor. Note the ‘XXX’ marking to the left of the double door.
…out of our depth.
Moss growing where the sunlight sneaks through the boarded windows.
Before the clouds broke, I snapped this profile of the dumping control room and its spiral staircase. These are the colors that I dream in.
Sprouts of life in center of a smashed glass block.
The trees were so overgrown, it was difficult to see the hotel at all from the road.
The only thing that signals that this was an office building, rather than another production floor, is the small amount of wood paneling that remains.