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Window Into the Past

old window
old window

Window Into the Past

Faded paint, faded wood, faded glass even, dusty with years of grime, so much that this image looks nearly monochromatic, the only coloring offered by the iron oxide from the old nails.

It’s that old carriage house in my neighbor’s back yard again. There’s just something I always find so inspiring in its details and it often becomes the subject or the backdrop of photos; it’s on my walk from my home to Main Street so I see it nearly every day. Here’s a view of the Black and White Barn and in Bird on a Fence.


Snowflakes in a Jar

SnowflakesInJar

SnowflakesInJar

An interesting still life.

The jar holds the dried remains of textile dye I had used to paint fabrics. The jar is not airtight so they slowly dried, leaving a residue of both the pigment and the salts used to stabilize them in the form of those lovely snowflakes inside the jar.

The day was dark and rainy, but the outdoors still held the best light to be able to catch this. The chair and its peeling paint become a part of the scene.


Window Into the Past

old window
old window

Window Into the Past

Faded paint, faded wood, faded glass even, dusty with years of grime, so much that this image looks nearly monochromatic, the only coloring offered by the iron oxide from the old nails.

It’s that old carriage house in my neighbor’s back yard again. There’s just something I always find so inspiring in its details and it often becomes the subject or the backdrop of photos; it’s on my walk from my home to Main Street so I see it nearly every day. Here’s a view of the Black and White Barn and in Bird on a Fence.


A Long Hard Winter: 2010

photo of peeling paint

This house’s paint has been crackling for a while creating interesting patterns, but this past winter loosened all the layers for even more crackling and some chips. On a walk down the street I can stop and study a section of the pattern for longer than I should.


A Long Hard Winter

photo of peeling white paint

Long Hard Winter

This house’s paint has been crackling for a while creating interesting patterns, but this past winter loosened all the layers for even more crackling and some chips. On a walk down the street I can stop and study a section of the pattern for longer than I should.

I’ve been lax in getting my photos up so I’m catching up this evening. Between setting up my little shop on Main Street, which is part of the reason I passed this house and stopped to study the paint chips, and other merchandising opportunities plus a pile of design work (finally!), I’ve let the photos and all my other postings go for a few days.

Technically, this is Tuesday’s photo.


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