A final tiny contribution to this week’s Daily Post Photo Challenge.
Another tiny contribution to this week’s Daily Post Photo Challenge.
A tiny contribution to this week’s Daily Post Photo Challenge.
As if this week hasn’t been bad enough, Leonard Cohen has died.
Although best known as a singer-song-writer, I discovered Cohen first as a poet. Allowed to choose the book I’d be given as the science prize in my fifth form year, I chose The Spice-Box of Earth.
I have no real idea why, or even how the only book-shop in a small New Zealand timber-town came to stock a volume of Canadian poetry published sixteen years before I bought it (the year I was born in fact).
But I’m glad that I did. I don’t know how many times in the last forty years I’ve been grateful to Leonard Cohen for putting into words (and music), ideas and feelings that I struggled to articulate.
Today Anthem seems particularly appropriate, especially (and not surprisingly) the line:
… There is a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in …
And that’s what I’m hoping. That somehow, in the darkness of hatred, fear and uncertainty that envelops us, the light of love and peace and tolerance will find a way in. I don’t hope that in an abstract “she’ll be right, mate” kind of way, but because I believe that there are enough people who recognise the truth in Edmund Burke‘s statement that “All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing.”
I’m offering this post for Sally D’s Mobile Photography Challenge at Lens and Pens by Sally. This week’s theme is nature, and right now escape into the natural world seems to offer great solace. It is also of course, very much threatened by any denial of climate change, so even in comfort there is fear.
Let’s hope we really can make the light get in.
It’s funny how memory works.
When my latest experiment — with a shot of branches reflected in a puddle — morphed into an abstract pattern that reminded me of a wallpaper design, I couldn’t help playing some more.
Adding a second image, of some blossom in bud, stirred memories of the living room of a childhood home which had a feature wall covered with paper of a bold design overlaid on the wallpaper which hung on the remaining walls.
Even though this design isn’t that which adorned our long-ago living room, I still feel my mind prickling with the inhaled dust of old memories.
I’m practicing my clown face, not for Halloween, but another slightly eccentric project my little family has thought up.
The precision isn’t there yet, but a few more trial runs and I might be ready to transform my boys for what could be our daftest photo-shoot yet.
Last night was Halloween, and as I watched groups of little (and not so little) kids out Trick or Treat-ing, I had a little wave of nostalgia for the days when the boy-child would transmogrify for the event, with face paint and costume — and more than a little attitude.
Hard to believe the transformations?
This post was written for the Daily Post Photo Challenge. This week the theme is transmogrify.