Stuck at 31° Celsius – the dial for the boiler temperature. A boiler that was mostly disassembled, stolen and the remains are silently rusting away. The temperature must be a memory of better days. On the day of the visit in mid April, it was
At the old pool in the Clinique du Diable, Frank frames his shot.
Too bad the power is out – with a cold beer the sofa would still look inviting…
An empty chair left with nothing but a magazine on.
When one still discovers the basement – and another slowly feels thirst and hunger after about 6 hours of exploration in the Clinique Du Diable…
This is the only remainder in a small room – everything else got stolen. One can only assume that this engine was once driving the ventilation of the main building.
The hot water cooled down a while ago – most likely the boilers are completely dry and rusty inside… and somebody may have already checked if it’s worth to peeling them off to get the metal underneath.
The Clinique Du Diable is a big complex with six buildings. This is the view from the front to the main building with some of the employees’ houses. This time in black and white.
In the basement of the chief doctor’s villa, a strange chair is waiting in a dark corner. The screws and shape may remind more of torturing than healing patients…
Green and red walls, remains of a red carpet… it must have been a colorful room. Although it’s not on top of the building, there is the roof forming one wall – so almost the attic.