For the third of my Street Art series, I’m in . . . any guesses?
I really like the colours of this one.
Month: October 2018
Wordless Wednesday
Just for fun
I’ve created a new emoji, I know, I know, mad as a box of frogs!
But I don’t know if it’s possible to up load one to WordPress.
If this works, it’s for Patti’s Lens Artist Photo Challenge and this weeks theme is ‘Just for fun’.
Wild About Wool
A couple of months ago, I went to Poltimore House, and showed you the crumbling condition of the building. As part of the efforts being made to raise funds to restore the house, they have regular events, both inside and in the grounds.
Wild about wool was the event that made me decide to visit then.
There were members of the Devon Guild of Weavers, Spinners and Dyers.
Several felt makers, lots of knitting and crochet,
and even a royal wedding.
I’d never have the patience or skill to create work like this!
Wordless Wednesday
Nice autumn light
On the High Street and the Exeter Riddle sculpture.
Over Scorhill Down
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
Marcel Proust
‘Big’ is this week’s Lens Artist Photo Challenge, check out Tina’s healthy jaws, but don’t get too close!
Sunday mischief
Oh-oh what’s going on here then?
Caught you,you little minx.
Sorry mum I promise I won’t do it again, today.
What’s to like about October?
Indian summer, sun shines on rosehips.
Six Word Saturday
A Modern Midden
Modern midden
Beneath planks of layityourselfdecking.com
lies a foot of sticky stamped-on red clay
above a layer of rich fertile soil
where a keen first-time gardener
planted carrots for one season only
and a cat skeleton, with a slack flea collar
sleeps forever in wicker remains
a splintered rocking-chair with legs splayed
the oilcloth seat stuffed with horsehair
and pierced by crumbling coiled springs
deeper a wrought iron gate crushing a 70’s suitcase
with rust circles and lines and a concrete post
compacting it into the ground
a naked Barbie with painted lashes
blue eyes dimmed by the trash
no longer a little child’s treasure
a grandchild has i phone Barbie games
but that’s okay just throw it away
what’s this straight jaw full of teeth
the smoothness of piano keys
quick grab the ivory sell it to China
or send it to a Gaberone museum
for when there are no elephants left
majestically walking the savannah
and no savanna for an elephant to walk
Lucid Gypsy 