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One Of My Current Writing Projects
The piece I am putting here is something I found on my laptop, when searching for something else. I didn’t locate the thing I was looking for, but having read this, I can see it may be interesting to others who may be following the progress of my current “Rust & Found” Art Installation project.
The attached piece was written quite a few years ago, and shows Rust has been an interest in my life from well before this current ‘Art Installation’ came into being.
I’m a writer, and I’ve so happy at the way my life is filling with a variety of different writing related projects, they’ll keep me interested and busy for many years to come.
Anyway, here is that piece:
Rust is there in the lives of us all, to some extent, I’m sure, out in the country though, I’m sure there is more rust. We live on a small rural zoned property, with a fair bit of mostly bare earth, and sometimes find rusted horseshoes, great big ones, far bigger than the ones my horse training dad put on his harness racing horses.
The paddocks around here, of which there are many, would have been ploughed, and sown and reaped, with the services of the trusted Clydesdale horse (or similar heavy horse). Those great big horseshoes would have come from such a horse, as the land our house was built on would have previously been…
