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While out on a adventure of photographing barns and old things, I saw these really cool hinges. I decided to photograph them in an upwards position rather than the usual straight on version. Taken this way gives a more dramatic effect to the whole photo, well..I think so anyway .
I'm sure someone's probably found this before, but if not, then yay!
It moves with some stiffness, and is sturdy for minor applications.
Ilford Delta 100, 4" x 5", 100 iso, Normal development in PMK developer, 11:45 minutes, 20C [68F]. Taken September 2020, Ebony SV45TE. Nikkor M 200mm.
Cast Iron Hinge, abandoned Industrial Building, Clearwater County, Alberta.
The theme for this week's Macro Mondays is "fastener". I chose this decorative hinge which fastens the door to its frame.
This is a photo of a rusty hinge on the snow plow engine at the old train station in Musquodoboit Harbour.
Back in the day, Grandpa milked a herd of registered Guernsey cows. He was pretty progressive for his time, so he built a 4 stall milk parlor, complete with the first bulk milk tank in the county.
Long story short, time passed and the cows were sold in 1985. All that's left is the stanchions. This is one of the stanchion hinges.
For Macro Monday - Metal
Have a good week.
An old fence post and gate-hinge stand as vestiges of the once private property on which this park sits.
DeKalb County (North Druid Hills), Georgia, USA.
27 February 2020.
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Taken for 'Saturday Self Challenge': "Something with hinges".
Had more trouble than I expected finding hinges this week, all the places I thought of that might have interesting hinges the hinges were inside and the doors locked, even on places that never used to be, a sign of the times I guess . . .