There’s something rather touching about this picture by Hovean of matching old Volvos sharing a shed in Darlington in the Perth hills. Two Volvos, looking as safe as a donger wearing two condoms. I was only saying the other day how I had never had a worst from Darlington, Perth’s original artist colony, where a painter might have gone all plein air on on our arses in the 40’s and 50’s. Perhaps even in the nude. Plein air is French for “outside” for those of you who are not Rob Broadfield, (or even David Bromfield).
Hovean says… A great summation of how good it can get in the Perth hills (Darlington). His and her Volvos tail to tail yet discreetly apart. Nearby a drum of lube, or maybe biodiesel. The knee braces on the carport posts combine with coloured cappings and clipped corners on the roof to suggest a disciplined yet friendly autonomy.
None of which really makes up for the fact that these plonkers have matching Volvos. Great traditional worst Hovean. I love it.