Corrugated iron 6

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corrugated iron series

I don't know that I'll ever stop being drawn to the beauties of corrugated iron, so I won't say this is the last post. I managed to put an end to an obsession with Warsaw doors and windows and plasterwork and stone patterns, simply by running out of subject matter, but in Australia corrugated iron is everywhere, and it always draws my eye. Roofs, houses, farm sheds, business premises, ceilings for dog lounges. There are other attractions too: the landscapes the buildings sit in; the details of buildings put together higgledy piggledy; the rust patterns; the traces of disappearing paint.

 

On the Mt Lindesay Highway

 

Stanthorpe, from the IGA

 

en route to Casino

 

Molong

 

Ceiling of the Liston dog lounge

 

Near my daughter's

 

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Corrugated iron 5

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block at Drake, corrugated iron series

I'm linking this post to Paula's Thursday's Special. Her theme this week is Patterns, and here I am posting exactly that. If you like patterns, go and see what delights her talented followers have come up with.

 

 

 

The block by the river my son is contemplating buying yielded a sumptuousness of decaying corrugated iron. There were piles of it lying around, horizontally, overgrown by lantana or held in place by metal weights, and vertically in a panel behind the makeshift kitchen, each offering different arrays of ornamentation. I'm posting my photos in defiance of a grandson who thinks I'm decidedly weird and who won't entertain the idea that when he's my age he might see the charm in patterns of rust and paint. Maybe you'd like to indicate whose view you support?

 

 

 

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