Down On The Farm 2

by VIVA Anderson

Title

Down On The Farm 2

Artist

VIVA Anderson

Medium

Photograph - Black And White Abstract Expressionism Photograph

Description

Farm equipments Series,b/w, achieved in NSW , near Grenfell.

An ODE to Weston! Photographer extraordinaire, master of B- W.
Down On The Farm, a Series, with a nod to Weston, is by VIVA Anderson,in my Photography/Industrial Suite collection, and is my Series of abstract expressionism,enhanced photographs of vintage Australian Farm equipment, celebrating what were essential tools of the trade, now retired, and fabulous subjects for artistic photography. This stands outside the barn, in "Country NSW" farming district a YOUNG,
NSW.

A lovely response from a visitor, remembering times past.........
Written by Adine Stephens Clark
July 20, 2011

"MY GRANDPARENTS WERE UP BEFORE DAWN LOOKING OUT THE WINDOW - THERE WAS NO DAYLIGHT, THEY WORKED ALL DAY AND WHEN EVENING CAME THEY WENT TO BED WHEN IT BECAME NIGHT. THE SOUNDS OF THE MORNING ON A FARM IS ALWAYS A BIG DELIGHT, GRANDPA GRABBED THE MILK BUCKET, HEADED FOR THE BARN THE SUN WAS COMING UP, BUT NOT YET VERY BRIGHT. SEVERAL COWS WOULD BE WAITING FOR HIM TO ARRIVE THE MULES ALSO WOULD BE STANDING VERY NEAR, GRANDPA EMPTIED THE FEED INTO A WOODEN BOX BUSY SOUNDS OF CHEWING WERE SO PRECIOUS TO HEAR. GRANDMA ALWAYS WORE A FEED SACK APRON IT WOULD BE FADED AND GETTING THIN, APPLE PEELINGS, A FEW SEEDS, OR A BUTTON TO SEW ON SHE USED THE POCKETS TO STORE ASSORTED STUFF IN. GRANDMA WOULD BE COOKING BREAKFAST MIXING DOUGH FOR BISCUITS SHE PLANNED TO BAKE, SHE FRIED SAUSAGE, EGGS AND MADE A SKILLET OF GRAVY THESE THINGS SHE KNEW GRANDPA ON HIS PLATE WOULD TAKE. COFFEE WOULD BE BOILING SITTING ON A BURNER IN AN OLD DENTED POT, THEY LIKED TO MAKE THEIRS FROM COFFEE GROUNDS POUR A CUP AND DRINK WHILE ITS HOT. IN THE LITTLE GLASS BOWLS ON THE TABLE WOULD BE SUGAR, EXTRA SPOONS AND JAM, SOMETIMES GRANDMA WOULD FRY BACON OR BIG SLICES OF COUNTRY HAM. AFTER BREAKFAST IT WAS TIME TO HEAD TO THE FRONT PORCH AND USE THE BROOM, OUT IN THE FIELD THE CATTLE WERE MUNCHING GRASS BEES WERE BUZZING 'CAUSE THE CLOVER WAS IN BLOOM. IT WAS ALSO TIME TO GO TO THE HEN HOUSE GRANDMA GATHERED EGGS AND LET THE CHICKENS ROAM, HER DOZEN OR SO BIG FAT HENS LIKED TO CATCH BUGS THE RED ROASTER WOULD STRUT, SHOWING OFF HIS STATELY COMB. THE CHURN HELD THE MAKINGS OF BUTTER LOTS OF HARD WORK LIE AHEAD, THERE WAS NO TIME TO TAKE A NAP THIS JOB MUST BE FINISHED BEFORE GOING TO BED. THERE WAS A LARGE GARDEN TO PLANT LONG ROWS THAT NEEDED SOMEONE TO HOE, BEANS, CORN, CUCUMBERS, BEETS AND SQUASH LOTS OF SEEDS THAT SHE WANTED TO SOW. IN THE SUMMER THERE WOULD BE LOADS OF CANNING TO BE DONE, VEGETABLES, APPLES AND GOLDEN RIPE PEARS SCRUB BOARD LAUNDRY DRYING IN THE SUN. ALL THESE THINGS I REMEMBER AS CHILDREN WE OFTEN DID PLAY, SPENDING TIME ON MY GRANDPARENTS FARM WE HAD ADVENTURES IN THE LOFT FILLED WITH HAY. THOSE CHILDHOOD DAYS ARE OVER IT'S NO LONGER THERE TO SEE, A BIG WHITE TWO STORY FARM HOUSE I HAVE SO MANY TREASURED MEMORIES." Brilliant Mme Viv ...the feel of a farm...LF Josef.

In Homage: Edward Weston

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