A disintegrating old barn, leaning six ways to Sunday.
I like the hand hewn beams & weathered wood on old barns, and this had the right stuff, but right angles, not so much. Nothing was entirely straight or plumb.
The light coming through the boards looked like some sort of coded message to me, but the first person I showed this to, saw a cityscape at night.
I love old barns! 🙂
Me too 👍
Me too!
I saw a cityscape, too — but not just any old cityscape. Your photo brought to mind Georgia O’Keeffe’s Radiator Building at Night.
What I never knew till now is how much artistic license she took in painting the American Radiator Building:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/American_Radiator_Building
Cool!
Why six ways to Sunday? Seven is equally alliterative and has the same accentuation pattern as Sunday, which six lacks.
I’ve never looked up that phrase, don’t know where it originated!
The curtain of the grand stage opens and the organ with its many pipes is playing the overture to Robert’s barnhouse play.
Thank you, Peter what a fun and imaginative take on this!
Astonishing patterns abound in the world.
Yes, you just have to keep your eyes open for them. Thanks Neil
A cityscape at night is a delightful way to see this. Who’d have thought an old broken-down barn could inspire such an thing in the imagination?
Yes, I don’t think that would’ve ever occurred to me, it’s always interesting and fun to see what pops up in everyone’s mind, looking at the same pattern or image.
Way to see the light, Robert. Barns provide endless possibilities. I see a bar code. 🙂
Oh, yeah, absolutely. Thank you, Jane.
I’m afraid I see a barn that will not stand too many more winters of snow and wind. But maybe I’m just a pessimist.
It’s not used, and I think you’re right, a couple of years and a big windstorm, and it could just be a big pile of splinters.
It’s a cool old barn shot, but now I can’t stop seeing a bar code…
I was thinking about some sort of chart that used to display on an old computer, when it was defragging the hard drive. But yeah, definitely a bar code there, too.
I see the Georgia o’Keeffe, too. Also a beautiful old barn!
Thanks, Mick.
Wow! I can definitely see the “city scape” in there–great photo!
Thank you, Cecelia!
Yes, a cityscape in an old barn. I just shot an old silo that is in distress but not as far gone as yours.
In trying to find the origin of the phrase, it seems that “six ways to Sunday’ can be any chosen number although six is the most used. Maybe someone misspoke and meant “six days to Sunday” and it took off from there?
Could well be! When I tried to look it up, it seems “Six ways from Sunday” may be the more common version, but I haven’t really heard it. This website suggests it’s based on an eye condition! grammarist.com/idiom/six-ways-from-sunday/
Seems plausible. Obviously that person researched it a little deeper than just cruising Google.
Very cool image but it makes me think of splinters!
Yes, a year or two and a big storm, it’ll be nothing but splinters.
Cool, not the least the way you framed the barn and the opening. The light from behind makes it look like barcode in my eyes. 🙂
Thanks, Otto! Yes, definitely some sort of coded message there. Secret cow stuff, maybe.
A cityscape or code or something else – whatever the case, I like that you made this photograph. Very cool, Robert!
Thank you, Lynn!