What a rare opportunity it was.
Farms are great places for collections, detritus, and quirky finds.
The two piano frames were in the quirky zone.
I loved them.
Lines, shapes, textures, & all the nostalgia that abandonment evokes in me having to do with lost stories, lives gone by.
The amazing engineering of it! The tension....Upper strings starting to go...
The first tries were with unslashed cloth, but it was hard getting good string contact that way.
... & enriching the colors...
This was before I washed the dye-stuff out but it is now dry. I took the cloth out yesterday & look forward to playing with them.
That's it for now.