a sculptured life: Wayne's metal gates

Monday, October 25, 2010

Wayne's metal gates

These are metal gates wayne created for the halls gap botanical gardens, which he designed, hand crafted and installed. They are beautiful and I hope one day we will have some similar to the entrance to our home.http://www.flickr.com/photos/waynedickinson/page2/

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AnonymousNovember 1, 2010 at 8:59 AM
Welcome to the world of blogging Rex! Those gates are magnificent!! I love a good entrance to parks and gardens. Hope to see some of your own work up here soon. Having said that, I haven't done a thing in months...........
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rexNovember 1, 2010 at 2:27 PM
Thanks Tania, also love looking at your blog and now I can comment because I am on blogger. you are so clever at all the things you make!! great stuff and your Art is amazing....
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what's it about?

Scrap.

Beautiful unique junk of the world. It makes the best things. In its imperfect left over state, it can fit together to make the most extraordinary creations. Wayne's the sculptor, maker, welder and doer of good things.

There's another kind of scrap too. It's me. A friend once told me that her mother referred to her as being made of the left over scraps. I feel the same. But now re-read the above paragraph of my explanation of scrap, and you too will understand why I feel anything but ordinary. I'm the contemplating, naval gazing writer, thinker and sometimes Artist.

So enjoy your perusing of this little dark, and not so dark creative blabbing blog.

Cheer Rex.

art...(by me)

art is movement, sounds, images and creations. art is everywhere, its when our daughter lines the tupperware in patterns all over the floor or draws lines in the sand. Its when our son hangs wire from a tree that suspends and old fan cage that holds his tools. Its all through wayne's shed and all contained in my head. It can be written on a wall and be crass or colorful.

Art is expression and it could never be contained within a frame...its ugly and its beautiful, its what goes on inside our head then gets spat out when we have had enough. It can be written it can be danced, it can be said and sometimes painted. Its all over and when we open our eyes and our hearts its all we will ever see.....

Monday, October 25, 2010

Wayne's metal gates

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