One of my favorite shots of the headhouse at the Saskatchewan Wheat Pool #4, with one seagull threading the needle. The socket holes on the frame got blown out thanks to my bad developing, but I like the effect. Arista 100.
Above the altar are faded murals. Here’s the Holy Grail.
On the middle level of the Poacher House. For a detailed view of the chart see ‘See Reverse’.
Chutes from a hundred machines interconnect to more machines and chutes on a dozen factory floors.
This is a room where the actual explosive elements were mixed. In the event of an accident, this glass wall would give way before the concrete and thus direct the flames and shockwave away from the rest of the building. In other words, the glass is not just to get a lot of wonderful natural light into the building.
Without a conveyor belt, this tripper seems lost. The job of this machine was simply to take grains from the moving conveyor belt and eject it into the silos via the chutes on the sides. Note all the dust collection venting added to the machine to suck up any explosive grain dust.
The corner of Clyde on Michigan Street looked like it had been sealed a long time.
Storms and waves, focused by the Port of Wisconsin entry have focused the faces to tear-up these boards below.
Another perfect Indianan sunset alights like a bird on the tops of the vent houses and tree-packed smokestacks.
Looking at the boarded exterior of the newer area of the orphanage from its 1914 section.