|One woman's trash is another's treasure|
My Instagram feed is littered with photos taken by other like-minded souls of rusty pieces found on the beach, in the street, in the fields and we drool and make envious comments. We also share photos of rusty things that we can't take home. Here is an old manhole cover seen on a beach in Wales. It was no longer serving any purpose so was junk. But was way too heavy for me to take. Sadly. So I just took a photo to remind me of its beauty.
|If I had been staying longer, I would have wrapped it in cloth and left it a few days|
to take a print but I only found it on our last day
|Rusty panel on a beach - too large to carry|
|Rusty chain and ring at Stackpole Quay, Pembrokeshire|
Recently on Instagram, a fellow artist posted a photo of an elaborate rusty drain cover and stated that she had been tempted to lay down on it in her cream wool jumper. Many of us posted that we would have too. She was heartened by our understanding. 'I KNEW you all would get it!' she said.
I was first awakened to the beauty of rust by an exhibition at the Festival of Quilts a few years ago by the artist Regina Benson. Beautiful expansive cloths draped, hung and folded in pleats that you could walk among and experience the play of light and shadows through the rust dyed glow. Now I collect it like a magpie collects shiny things. I walk the pavement alert to the telltale browny-orange colour of a bottle top or a nail. I swoop and in my pocket it goes.
I know it doesn't do it for everyone so what is the appeal to those of us who acquire the obsession? Is it merely the beauty of the colours and the textures in the rusty things themselves?
|Rusty old plough half-hidden by nettles. |
I wrapped a metre of silk around this for a few weeks last summer.
|Ploughshares - the piece of silk dyed by the plough|
Backed with rust-printed linen and hand stitched
|Details of rust-printed silk|
|Rusty bits on paper|
|The resulting prints|
Whatever the reasons, I find it beautiful and endlessly fascinating. Just let me rust....
|Rust printed fragment of old linen stitched into a scrap of vintage woolen blanket|