When I lived out in Woodbury, Vermont, I used to walk the old railroad roadbed.  Two big old Shay steam locomotives used to haul granite from the Woodbury quarry down to the granite sheds in neighboring Hardwick.  Needless to say, I was always intrigued with old metal discoveries out there in the woods.  ...I don't miss the Woodbury winters, but I took with me the memory of what old metal looks like when it's jutting out from among the roots and leaves and rocks.  This look ...of old metal that can be uprooted out in the woods... is the look I've sought to capture in my "faux uprooted metal" frame finish.