Steel City

The area of foundry lives its own reality; it’s a city with its own atmosphere of industry, reminiscent to the Steel City by Jules Verne. The darkness is penetrated only by the sunrays falling from above, or by the red light of the glowing mass of molten metal. They reflect the shadows of the suspected workers who seemed to have become the part of the environment, wedged between the machinery and equipment. The colors come together into a unified whole of brown, bronze and blue.