My mate Carolina introduced me to this building near the waterfront. It’s a common practice site for Detroit graffiti artists, so there are some fantastic pieces on each of the six stories. Despite the accolades graffiti artists receive from the alternative creative press, many of them are not nearly as interested in the artistic side of their work as they are in the competition and self-promotion inherent to graffiti. But that doesn’t change the fact that they make some wicked pieces.
This room houses three steam generators. The ceiling and walls are tangle of color-coded pipes, and the only parts left from the gennies are bolted to the floor, or truly massive pieces like the rotor Carolina’s sitting on. To take this shot, I balanced rather precariously on a casting over a waterlogged service pit some twenty feet deep. Worth it to find color, detail, and gesture like this.