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Cudal garage

I liked this set of garages, photographed in Cudal when I was taking a shot of the Royal Hotel. We passed through Cudal on our way to Manildra the home of Australia's largest flour mill. I'll show you that tomorrow.


  1. I found some sheets of tin/iron that was lovely in the back lanes of Glebe. Never did post them ... must try to find them.

    I too like this line of garages ... the peeling paint and the whole ordinariness of it ... the higgledypiggedly shapes ... weds me to the earth emotionally

  2. Well, you know how I feel about corrugated iron (is that the correct term?). It's wonderful. I photographed a building like this and I just loved working with it.


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