I have a passion for ancient timber-framed buildings.
there is something about those raw and often crooked beams, the grain of the oak, the sublte, or often crude texture left from the sharp tool that wrought them.
Looking as if they have grown from the earth, being out of plunb and almost organic....many of the beams still clearly hold the subtle bends of the tree from whence they where hewn... like portals to a time when man stood much closer to nature.
They sharply contrast modern buildings that stand stark and angular, strikingly flat walls...man-made beacons to jutt out from the landscape shouting out MAN WAS HERE......
No two are alike, they have characters of there very own. They often have uneven surfaces and floors, softly undulating walls of wattle and daub.
These homes are sculptures, it is little wonder that they have inspired generations of artists, who have clamoured to capture their charm with oil upon canvass.....they themselves are works of art, the art of the craftsman.
Sadly so many been destroyed, torn down to make way for some modern monstrosity, more had fallen into disrepair, or worse,have been inappropriately renovated using modern building methods, this has served to cause and hasten the decay of fabric that would otherwise had gone on to last generations.
Fortunately there has been a resurgence of traditional crafts and building methods. Which has led to an understanding of more sympathetic and traditional restoration methods, that guarantee these beautiful buildings will continue to stand for the enjoyment of future generations.
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