A passage once open to the relentless flow of coal now stands sealed, its purpose long since erased. The rust-streaked panels of the coal handling shed burn with a deep, fiery hue, their reflection shimmering in the puddles left by recent rain.
This threshold once bridged the gap between fuel and fire, where raw coal was fed into the station’s insatiable boilers. Now, silence lingers where the roar of industry once reigned, the echoes of the past fading into dust and rust.
A compelling addition to any space, this print highlights the raw textures and atmospheric light of industrial decay.