Squinting from the top floor through the skyway, one can feel small, like they’re in a heavy industrial dollhouse.
I believe these hooks were meant for hanging filters to dry.
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
A typical shower in the old section of the hospital. It looks a little horrifying in the harsh light of a camera flash on the thousands of little white tiles. One soap holder hadn’t been stolen yet.
The superstructure for the sea-leg skyways serves no purpose now… the offices are bricked up, too. Why?
The coke plant looked more natural through a grimy window.
A natural stone floor in Brewery Creek’s upper path has been worn smooth.
After crushing, these machines would float lighter material to the surface of the water, where it would be skimmed and discarded. Gold and silver laden stone would sink to the bottom, where it was collected for the next stage of processing. Leica/Summilux 35/Ektar 100
Kate in the Atlas E, which is essentially a buried Atlas D. Above is the protective steel blast door.