My treasure, someone else’s trash
Found along back road of Concord/Bow NH
Broken down, unpainted, overgrown, rusty, messy. All the right elements for me to put on the brakes and stop the car.
Listed in no particular order: variety of warm and cool grays, strong verticals of trees and barn boards, haphazardly placed metal roofing piece, way-passed-usefulness–except for an artist–pickup truck, early fall dried branches of overgrown weeds and brambles that soften the hard edges of the non-natural forms of the truck and trash. And the splash of blue tarp color always a must.
No real plans for this beauty yet, but the wheels are turning…
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