Old Compressor
On the top floor of the old foundry an old compressor lays under a thick layer of black dust, unused since years.
Take a Photo – Make a Picture
On the top floor of the old foundry an old compressor lays under a thick layer of black dust, unused since years.
Curly, Moe and Larry were working at Ferrum :p
Sunlight enters the glass roof of the Château Lumière and floods the hallway on the first floor.
Like a single sock disappearing during laundry, a single lost shoe will always stay a mystery…
An empty chair left with nothing but a magazine on.
The main entrance from the inside of the Château Lumière. A big door sheds light on the stairs to the ground floor.
Close to the ovens the hammers are laying like someone will use them again in a minute. But it’s months ago since the last mold was cast…
Who does not have to look down if there is a hole in the floor?
Once used to handle the heavy, molded parts, a crane stands like a big, yellow arm with red muscles.
The door between the warehouse and the foundry. Material transport only – but where shall the women with the kid go?