A cellphone shot of the door on an old shed, near Barnes Corners, NY, on the Tug Hill Plateau.
I like the faded colors on it, wish I had a striped shirt like that.
I tend to like colors that have weathered a bit – had some of the newness rubbed off, like faded blue jeans.
A lot of the old-time paints, some of the oldest, I guess, used things from the earth, like iron oxide.
This reminded me, visiting The Cloisters, in Washington Heights. Studying a medieval image – cracked, dim, remote – a docent mentioned that the underpainting, the layer under the face, was usually composed of greenish minerals, to tone down the pinks & reds, and get a more realistic skin tone. But those ruddy pigments don’t last forever. The face, no longer in the pink, now has a greenish cast to it, like an alien, just visiting this planet, whose disguise is wearing off.
The undercoat is called “Green Earth,” and as the image of some forgotten aristocrat fades, the Green Earth shows itself, “unaffected by light or chemicals.”
Isn’t that great?
Well, headed back to Milwaukee in about four hours, we’ll see what’s going on with those Badger State folks, see ya!