The generator hall of the last power station, as seen from the gantryway.
Detail view of one of the fermenting tanks, still set-up for the distillery tours that no doubt took place when there last were such things. Nevertheless, the capacity of this tank multiplied across these all over the distillery floor really shows the power this company once had.
Storms and waves, focused by the Port of Wisconsin entry have focused the faces to tear-up these boards below.
These pools looked into the cribbing below the concrete.
A stray cat at hunts mice along the elevator row at Inglis, MB. Film: Fuji FP100C.
One night, I camped behind the sugar mill. You can tell be the clouds that a cold front was moving out—it was a hot day.
Looking up at the network of elevators at the Saskatchewan Wheat Pool. Its train shed doors stand open under the void where conveyors should be. You can see where they used to connect on the left and right. The outside of the building is covered in racist graffiti.
HDR matrix panorama. Looking from the grain elevators, now doomed, toward the city between the flour mill’s water tower and tile elevator’s neon sign, the old and new economies seem almost united. Yet the financial centers rise in reality to shadow the now-abandoned industry and manufacturing. The way of things, I’m told.
A sentinel stands watch over an abandoned Hannah, ND house. Medium Format.