Shot on a Pentax 67 in monochrome and toned to match the set. For some time the marquee was lit at night to advertise the fact that the city bought it and planned to apply for credits to repair it.
Jef throws open the back door of an alley for the trailing photographers and historians.
Between the Old Crow and Old Taylor bonded warehouses are some of the fouled barrels, now the only ones left, which were left to rot in the elements. Nearby in a loading bay that has obviously been disused longer than the rest of the property, terra cotta roofing waits in crates.
The rust garden’s brick centerpiece contrasts the muted winter Kentucky palette.
A new loading shed to fill train cars.
Harris Machinery rests under snow on the left. Two explorers enjoy the view.
Counter-weighted ore cars alternately filled and emptied to feed Furnace 7. Honestly, though, the corner-mounted cranes are sexier in my opinion. Note the trees growing from the stacks.
Looking across the catwalk attache to the elevated control room, in charge of the train dumping part of the operation.
Expanding foam provides some textural contrast to the wood floors, worn smooth over a century. This building dates to the 1890s and was built as the coffin plant.