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One day, I will find a vintage, rusty car in an open field (with a rainbow and lots of puffy clouds) but for now, I find I am always shooting around something I do NOT want in the pic!
Just as rust never sleeps but imperceptibly eats away at bare metal, time, the energy of destruction, marches on regardless of our dreams and ambitions. Naturally, we all want the world to be a nice place, full of good feelings and experiences that “stand the test of time.” But although we may be choose to forget about time, as the most powerful natural force, not only does it steal our peak moments, but it also does away with us, their experiencer. About time, Krishna says,
“Time I am, the great destroyer of the worlds.”
The wise perceive the effect of time through the eyes of genuine knowledge, and save time for getting beyond the rust of material existence, the true purpose of yoga and meditation.
This was one of those little vent pipe thingies that you see on top of buildings like this. Apparently it rusted off and landed in the parking lot.
An unusual case of a rust fungus on a Monstera houseplant in Melbourne, Australia. Photos from Bella Sward, used with permission.
Finally I usually hit it up with a little bit of silver paint here and there. If I was doing this for real I'd probably also go back in and start tweaking, adding some more red iron, or adding more yellow, or whatever is needed. I realize now it's not a real cut and dry step by step process.
Rust day19
365 days in colour
Ribbon seems to be the only thing that I've posted in each month's colour so here is the November ribbon.
Every day in June 08, we walked past a metal retaining wall on part of the beach at Wildwood, New Jersey and each time I photographed part of it. This is one of that series of photographs which show what colours and beauty there can be in a rusting piece of metal.