Welcome to World of Exteriors, the Doverodde Diary‘s new Sunday lifestyle feature.
Never mind books – woodpiles are the medium of the moment in Doverodde. But books and woodpiles are not so far removed from each other. After all, some books are made from paper, and some paper is made from trees.
Not only do the two objects share a common physical origin, but their kinship is reflected in their etymology (the word for ‘beech tree’ is the root of the word ‘book’ in many European languages). [Enough intellectual stuff for a Sunday - Ed.] Therefore it seems appropriate to dedicate this World of Exteriors Sunday Special to the not-so-humble Danish woodpile.
The working woodpile often lurks in shady garage corners.
A modest woodpile decorates a simple hilltop home.
The woodpile may move beyond mere functionality to encompass land art.
The same residence boasts a colour-coordinated seasonal log display.
A rough urban look can be achieved even in this rural backwater with the aid of a garbage bin, plastic sheeting and forsythia.
For some, the woodpile is just part of a wider engagement with the plein air lifestyle.
Is this a woodpile – or just a pile of wood?
Frank Lloyd Wright’s legacy informs this organic woodpile, which seamlessly reflects the lines of the architecture around it.
And finally, the images above and below prove that – in Doverodde, at least – artists’ books dare to aspire to the status of the woodpile.
There’s a local idiom for strolling to the end of the jetty and turning round, returning: al vende bro, literally, to turn the bridge. Over the years, as more and more boats have sought moorings here, the jetty has grown longer, and there are new bridges to turn. The timber extensions crook across the fjord, pinching vessels within their planks.
