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Spectacular rusting turned this rather odd but otherwise innocuous billboard - advertising a gym - into something altogether different. What really startled me was that this billboard stayed in place on a derelict parking lot for years without anyone seeming to notice. The, er, appendage, just kept on lengthening! In Kyoto, Japan.
Nearly 70 miles from any semblance of pavement, the abandoned remains of the Eagle Lake & West Branch Railroad rust away on a 3000 foot stretch of land between Eagle Lake and Chamberlain Lake. The site is so remote that GNP abandoned the two massive steam locomotives, trackage, railcars, and left the site as-is, now entombed by the forest that they once labored to remove.
Luckily the rust was not too bad, but there were some isolated pin holes that were still surrounded by thick strong metal. These will need patching and POR15 will be applied afterwards to the entire rusted areas.
Taking a photo walk around San Angelo, we spotted this old rusted down truck. It was missing a lot of parts including some tires. Majority of the body was intact though. While others were taking pictures of the whole truck, I thought it would be better to focus on the actual rust of the truck. It just seemed to tell a different story then the whole truck. The colors that this rust makes just shows how much time this old truck has seen.
Dressed in a crinkly dark brown reclaimed leather coat, my name is Rust. I’m made for you to tell your stories, share your secrets, deepest loves, passions and little sketches on life.
To open my thick worn cover flap is to reveal my cover design, a silver ox plated brass stamping cut-out oval frame measuring 44 x 30mm, which has been hand antiqued & stitched with linen thread. Inside the little hollow you can peak through to a snippet of my first page.
I am filled with 80 sheets (160 pages) of heavy weight drawing paper which has been hand-torn and tea-stained for an olde worldly appearance. You’ll find my pages are suitable for drawing, painting, sketching & writing. I begin with a tiny resized, reprinted antique envelope that was sent from Italy to Christchurch in 1895. The stamps have a rusty orange hue which is echoed in my archival linen thread with which I am hand bound.
Measuring 3 x 4 ¼ inches, I’m an adorable little journal ready for a home.
The Brooklyn Bridge is one of the oldest suspension bridges in the United States. Completed in 1883, it connects the New York City boroughs of Manhattan and Brooklyn by spanning the East River. With a main span of 1,595.5 feet (486.3 m), it was the longest suspension bridge in the world from its opening until 1903, and the first steel-wire suspension bridge.
Or a rust creature of some kind... found this in the Florida Keys when driving around with Ben looking for photo ops. The second story of a two-story-single-room apartment structure had burned itself hollow.
What this thing was originally, I have no clue.
I was on the fence about posting this pic. It's interesting, but so busy that there isn't a strong focus.