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
Work is done, the water gone… time for a beer!
In the old foundry, most of the machines standing around during during our last visit are gone. What remains is emptiness and a thick layer of dust…
In the dark basement of the old foundry, a long lavatory stands in front of the showers and lockers. Washing after work was needed – after just a few hours of exploring I was all black. And that from an abandoned factory without work in
Below the old foundry, in the locker room, a phone hangs on the wall. Ready for a call “Shift is over – I’m coming home!”. A picture form the 2nd visit on last Saturday.
Under the roof of the Clinique du Diable… all is dark except of one tiny window that lets a little light in. In the spooky attic some silver shiny pipes emerge from the floor and disappear in walls…
Like you can take the crane and drive to the sunset… Shot in the old Ferrum foundry on a nice Saturday evening.
A forgotten remote control for one of the many cranes insider the old foundry.
The factory work floor of the old Ferrum foundry.Shot through a dusty office window…
So far I’ve posted finished pictures only. For everyone interested, here is a little insight on what I captured – and what I did with it. The tools I used for this picture: Camera: Sony ILCE-7RM3 / Alpha 7r III Lens: Canon EF 11-24mm f/4L