From a derelict Sydney power station to an elegantly decaying Japanese hotel, Brett Patman shares a selection of his Lost Collective images
It was like hell on earth; everything coated in red dust and rust. The noise was immense, with steam and chemicals belching from all over at one point I walked into a cloud of ammonia without a respirator. It was a massive nickel refinery and I was there to help shut it down.
Id started my career as an apprentice fitter and turner in a hot and dirty workshop in the north Queensland city of Townsville. It was such a shit job every day was stinking hot and we were working on heavy machinery smeared with grease, chemicals or both. But I wanted a trade to fall back on so felt compelled to stick it out. The nickel refinery was one of my first onsite jobs and one Ill never forget.