Every so often I find something in one of the mills that would be perfect if it were just in a different location. Many times it’s a large object that can’t be moved, but when it’s something small like this, I’m not afraid to move it around to find a happy compositional home for it.
I found this bucket on another floor of the Duck Mill in the middle of a pile of junk, and thought it would look great standing on it’s own. This empty space seemed like the perfect spot to give it a stage for it’s big debut, and it didn’t disappoint.
Have a great weekend.