Aged gate post showing varied forms of fixing down the years, from lift and slot in, hinge holes, chains, and the farmer's favourite - bailing twine.
It looks like it might be screaming, or singing, or howling, or howling and singing?
Is the chain and barbed wire holding it back? Is it enslaved? Or perhaps is it a statement of rebellious bravado?
Is the twine holding its trousers up?
I like the monumental quality, like it memorialises and celebrates the past, which of course by happenstance it does. I also like the way usage has been added over time without removing the signs of previous usage, improvised and casual, organic - if stone can be organic.
In Danbydale if you want to go see.
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