I love industrial style. Raw metal. Harsh lines. Inherent function.
Within the last few years, industrial style has really been embraced.
Last weekend, I visited Cockatoo Island – a place renowned for its industrial aesthetic. I honestly had such a great day. I loved eating caramel muffins, (and channelling my 12 year old self whilst playing ‘grip ball’). I loved viewing the amazing Sydney Biennale installation artworks. But something which really captured me was….
I know it sounds bizarre, but for some reason, my camera was magnetised to the rust that lay unashamedly on the stairs. On the walls. On the drain pipes.
You can’t escape the burning red rust on Cockatoo Island. Its part of the landscape. Rust is often seen as flaw, a blemish, as an ugly outcome of of a purely scientific reaction. For me, it hold a sense of beauty. It’s a sign of history. It’s natural. It’s memorising.
Call me crazy, but have a look at some of my pictures and tell me you don’t think the same…..
Here are some random industrial style spaces for you to perve on as well…
(Image via yatzer.com
(Image via trendland.com)
(Image via the-brick-house.com)
(Image via feedly.com)
(image via flexinredning.blogspot.co.uk)
Happy Sunday Night!