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silesian (french: silésien, polish: silez, archaic sylezjen) - in stratigraphy, a series: a unit of rock layers and a subdivision of the carboniferous (coal-bearing) period; named for silesia, a region stretching over contemporary czech republic, poland and germany. silesian deposits are rich in coal seams, specifically bituminous (black) coal.

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Tbilisi TV Tower, Georgia in the summer of 2019. Constructed in 1972 (replaced an older structure from the 1950s). Height of 275m (902 feet). Located on the top of the hill 719 m (2,360 feet) above sea level. [3000x4000] [OC] via /r/ArchitecturePorn https://www.reddit.com/r/ArchitecturePorn/comments/khfph2/tbilisi_tv_tower_georgia_in_the_summer_of_2019/?utm_source=ifttt

medullam

Northern England, ph. Don Mccullin [circa 60s - 1974]

huariqueje

Grossenbaum near Duisburg , - Hans Baluschek , 1910

German, 1870 - 1935

Oil on canvas, 111-161 cm.

d3v0t10n

i love the buzzing sound of electricity running through the wires

lost-fool-wandering

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-L.F.

pinkblanc

Vsevolod Tarasevich, Factory series, 1965-70

sowhatifiliveinfukuoka

Bill Brandt

Sheffield (1937)

jareckiworld

Sergey Krasnov (1948-2020) — Rest of the River [oil on canvas, 1975]

architectureofdoom

C Reactor, Hanford Site nuclear production complex, Benton County, Washington

oil-eclipse

“I Understand” by Theda Desmond

(prints coming soon)

kitajgorod

Hutmen.

dearjasperfrancis

Untitled, Lodz, 2000 (David Lynch)

Untitled, England, late 1980s-90s (David Lynch)

Untitled, Los Angeles, no date

Lynch stated in an interview with Photobite UK, "Most of these factories are quite quiet. And maybe you hear a wind, because there are so many broken windows, you might hear a wind coming through. But most of these places were shut down. There are some photos from an electrical factory that was still working. And there you hear the happy sound of machinery and generating electricity, lots of smoke and big sounds in a working factory, and that’s a beautiful music. But most of these that we went into, derelict ones, are very quiet, very, very quiet. Just beautiful. They all are uninhabited, no people anywhere. And that is what you feel: time is passing, you feel the presence of death. Obviously you witness monuments of the past, you witness something dying. It’s dead, really. You are witnessing a dead body and watching nature bring it back to the elements."

In these pictures, I see the man who made Eraserhead. The spirit of that film never left Lynch's art; it's more visible in some pieces than others, eclipsed by smoke, metal, and the business of machines.