February 10, 2010 at 5:46 pm | Posted in Benefits, Interests, Mind, Nature, People, Recreation, Senses, Sight, Touch | 4 Comments
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Read the runes (of ruin).

Read the runes (of ruin).

‘Patina of age’.

Once you encounter this phrase, you’ll likely use it often.

For it describes something quite fascinating.

‘Patina’ began as a greenish film on old bronze.

It expanded to include an oxide coating on any metal surface.

Now it resides on 343,000* web pages of every hue.

Wood, masonry, plaster, paint … the works.

Images like those above and below may interest you more than most television programs.

Studying objects with a patina of age, you’ll trace eras, incidents and processes (human-related and otherwise).

These photos depict but a fragment of an old building, the exploration of which could occupy many happy hours.

If you ever renovate an old, old house, you’ll get great pleasure from:

  1. peeling back the decades;
  2. unearthing artifacts; and
  3. imagining the lost lives of others.

Passing motorists were doubtless amused as I laboured to perfect this close-up.

* At time of writing.

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  1. It’s wondrous to consider history’s little details. Whenever I see, for example, a derelict car in a paddock, I wonder how and why it got there and stayed? Surely, when last driven or dumped, it must have been almost fixable? What sequence led to its being never fixed? Fine patinas on old paddock cars too. Thanks for the reflections AS!

    • You’re dead right, adamnrave! The country fairly clamours with era echoes.

      I’m also fascinated by the proclivity of bush properties to accumulate multiple abaondoned cars, trucks, buses, trains, cranes, tractors … you name it!

      It’s really nice to get your thoughts on these posts. Thank you once again! 🙂

  2. One of my happiest finds was a large quilt chest belonging to a family friend. We acquired it to use to store our daughter’s considerable harp accouterments, including harp dollies for hauling the instruments around. However, the previous family had used it for quilts and such, for several generations, and the owner’s father had napped on it every day after lunch before going back out to work.

    When I started removing layers of upholstery, I counted ten, all saturated with dust, and all disintegrating. I saved the most intact piece of fabric from each layer.

    The oldest fabric design I detected was in the first-layer quilt; nineteenth-century shirting fabric. Subsequent layers revealed themselves to be Art Noveau, Craftsman-style, Art Deco, etc., right up to the latest fabric with what was clearly a 1960’s design.

    “History of Surface Design in America” right there, hidden in plain sight, on the old, hand-made quilt chest.

    • Wow, Lynn! What an amazing story! Sounds as exciting as an archaeological dig.

      Truth is more fascinating than fiction. If you sat around for three years, you couldn’t invent a story element like that.

      Thank you once again for sharing. You’ve set my day on a roll! AS. 🙂

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