Many of Sydney's grand old ladies of the street, are sagging, and tawdry, and best viewed in intricate detail. A landscape view is more than my besotted heart can bear. Especially of those that inhabit the streets of Moore Park. Along with the wood rot in the rafters, they have had more facelifts, tummy tucks, and botox than can be assayed along Sunset Boulevard. But then, perhaps that is to be expected, as many of them date from the 1870s.
Nick from Melbourne has written one of the better posts on wrought iron that I have read. Yes, yes. Believe you me. Go and read for yourself.
I like the ironwork, it looks almost as lace.
ReplyDeleteThanks Julie! absolutely gorgeous - made my heart sing, just love the stuff!
ReplyDeleteThank you for the link, I'll head over to 'Nicks' and have a look.
Lacework is quite charming.
ReplyDeleteIsn't it interesting that a few of us thought of lace...my first impression of the top two. Some of the colors certainly are different from what I expected.
ReplyDeleteReminds of a book of letters exchanged between Leslie Marmon Silko and James Wright, two of my favorite story tellers and poets, called The Delicacy and Strength of Lace.
Kate: I knew nothing of either of them, but am better informed now. I shall try to obtain a copy on my next visit to my library.
ReplyDeleteOh wow. I LOVE these balcony and porch details. Be still my heart. Reminds me of New Orleans and the French Quarter. Also the Garden District in Savannah, GA.
ReplyDeleteI do like wrought iron lacework but lilac and blue is a touch too bright for me.
ReplyDeleteI love these cast iron balconies. Oddly, they remind me of New Orleans.
ReplyDeleteI have always noticed the little details, too. These are just marvellous!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Bettyl. It is details like this that makes photography worthwhile. For me, at any rate.
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