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Jul. 19th, 2007 10:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stormdogI think, not having looked at them yet, that I have some fantastic pictures of the real guts of my favorite theatre. One of the guys who's working on rehabbing the HVAC system there took ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
netrage and I through some of the very few places within that I'd not yet seen. I continue to become more and more fascinated with large scale architecture in general and with theaters specifically as I learn more about them; I had no idea that these chambers even existed! And there are still more places to see!
We crawled through eighty years worth of dust inside the narrow plenum chambers under the seats where the surveyors marks can still be seen on the exposed foundations. We climbed through the huge ductwork in the machine room, and the hot, dirt-floored crawl space under the grand hall where we found contractors notes scribbled on old movie posters and a saw horse that was probably older than any two of us put together. I'll have pictures to share soon, I hope. In the meantime, I'm going to wait for my head to heal (I knocked it pretty well against a concrete support beam) and take a quick look through them. Hopefully, if I give it a little bit to heal, it won't sting quite so badly in the shower that I need to take so I no longer look like a coal miner.
netrage and I through some of the very few places within that I'd not yet seen. I continue to become more and more fascinated with large scale architecture in general and with theaters specifically as I learn more about them; I had no idea that these chambers even existed! And there are still more places to see!We crawled through eighty years worth of dust inside the narrow plenum chambers under the seats where the surveyors marks can still be seen on the exposed foundations. We climbed through the huge ductwork in the machine room, and the hot, dirt-floored crawl space under the grand hall where we found contractors notes scribbled on old movie posters and a saw horse that was probably older than any two of us put together. I'll have pictures to share soon, I hope. In the meantime, I'm going to wait for my head to heal (I knocked it pretty well against a concrete support beam) and take a quick look through them. Hopefully, if I give it a little bit to heal, it won't sting quite so badly in the shower that I need to take so I no longer look like a coal miner.
