What is it about grain elevators? I can’t pass by one without taking a picture or wanting to take a picture. They’re always surrounded by the most wonderful conglomeration of random industrial stuff and railroad cars. Maybe it was all those drives across the country when I was a kid…Illinois, Iowa, Nebraska, Kansas, North Dakota…Saskatchewan. And that nice one in Alton, Illinois near where I went to college. Grain elevators. The skyscrapers of the plains.
The primeval attractiveness of grain of elevators? See William Brown, “American Colossus: The Grain Elevator 1843 to 1943″ (Colossal Books).