Welsh Border Fan - from Bedford, November '74
Last week, I stumbled across this curious thing at a local charity shop.
On the back it says 'Welsh Border Fan', Bedford, November 1974.
I cleaned it up a little and oiled the frame.
I find it very beautiful.
It reminds me of a time (before my time), when wheat grain was still beaten out by hand, and there were these straw bundles piled up on the fields - as I would have seen them on images in schoolbooks.
It also reminds me of flying the kite that my sister and I had built together, going out onto the freshly mowed wheat fields, wheat stubble poking our feet.
Then I thought about the year that the fan was made - my birth year. The grains were ripening at the same time as me!
On the back it says 'Welsh Border Fan', Bedford, November 1974.
I cleaned it up a little and oiled the frame.
I find it very beautiful.
It reminds me of a time (before my time), when wheat grain was still beaten out by hand, and there were these straw bundles piled up on the fields - as I would have seen them on images in schoolbooks.
It also reminds me of flying the kite that my sister and I had built together, going out onto the freshly mowed wheat fields, wheat stubble poking our feet.
Then I thought about the year that the fan was made - my birth year. The grains were ripening at the same time as me!
