Down the drive and around the back. The shed with deep red weatherboards and roller door is what some would call un- prepossessing. Plain and prosaic, plumped on the lawn behind Brian Turner’s Central Otago home.
There’s been a bit of a renaissance in sheds. They’ve become fashionable lifestyle add- ons, idiosyncratic statements of Kiwi manli- ness, holy retreats for inventive blokes. Idiots who peddle psycho-crap would have it they’re symbols of the womb or prehistoric cave. That kind of nonsense doesn’t get much of a run in Oturehua, big sky country, deep in the Maniototo.
For Brian Turner, his shed is both simpler and grander than these interpretations – it holds the story of his life.
Image: Mike White