Wrought iron

I love wrought iron.

If you’ve ever read any of my books, you’ll see a lot of wrought iron. Sometimes I feel that when my creative brain asks, “What is that made of?” with “that” being any stationary object in a the book (a bench, a staircase, a desk, etc.), the first thing that jumps in is, “Wouldn’t it be cool if it were wrought iron?”

I (lovingly) blame my grandmother. She had a screen door and a handrail that had fancy scrollwork in it like often seen in wrought iron. I don’t think it was real iron, but some other metal. Doesn’t matter though since it effected me into thinking things like that were beautiful.

To this day, I love looking at images of gates and doorways done in wrought iron and I frequently draw the curling scrollwork.

And now, if you read my books and see wrought iron, now you will understand why and perhaps give a little knowing smile.