Patina is a liberated word, it used to be restricted to the effects of oxidation on metals and stone, now it covers just about everything. But my eyes were drawn to the copper sails that help define the Perth Bell Tower.
If you look closely you can see the oxidation, the patina, of the copper tiles that form the sail. A few years ago the Orthodox commuity decided to clean the patina on the copper dome of their church in North Perth. Once it was done it gleamed like a lighthouse beacon whenever light hit it, it was stunning. But I think the patina on the Bell Tower is somehow more fitting, it sets those ancient bells from England in a mature, historical ambience. Besides I like patina and rust, which is perhaps a reflection on my parallel process of aging, there’s quite a bit of the patina of life that’s clung to me, and I’m conscious of the rust, the things that are not what they were, not gone, but different, maturing and wonderful in their own way.
Paul,
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Thanks for the encouraging thought.
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A beautiful picture just so apt for the prompt.
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Thank you.
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Gaining patina as one ages is a good thing. It means you are still alive and kicking!
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That be so very true 🙂
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That’s an awesome architectural buidling. I like that contrast between the copper patina and the bright clear glass.
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Really caught my eye. And as you have noticed, such a great contrast too.
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