I'm a big fan of rust, how it eats away at practical perfection, how it reveals the beautiful potential hidden deep within iron's genome. Insidiously partnered with oxygen. If, as here, it's orange being flaked away, a happy tone poem arises. Of course if the shapes are artfully presented in a dyamic composition, now you've got something. I like the recession of planes born of the softening focus. The dark flats nicely set off the orange. There's even a sense of green or blue in them. Your perspective adds a monumental dimension. A strong statement.
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