100 Word Challenge For Grown Ups Week# 46

Julia http://jfb57.wordpress.com/2012/06/18/100-word-challenge-for-grown-ups-week46/ thinks her prompt  . . . in the dark recess of my mind . . . is straightforward this week, well not for my impoverished mind! Equally challenging will be making this page line up as I want it to but here goes.

Electric Recess

In the dark recess of my mind, drowning, overwrought and burdened

            a brand new demon idles there but

The memory cannot linger forever. Forks of light slash through clouds with

            intent to throw open the path

Dark as the night once shared. Storms resounded in those arteries that                                           now are scoured of plaque.

Recess littered with nightmares, fossil formed, now queuing to

            be purged, volted electrically

Of hallucinatory dervish spinning a reel, reaching a hand to heaven, stabbing

            a hand to earth, relentless chaotic earth.

My sanguine fluid put on hold, damned and damned forever to ease my tormented

Mind.

Red Ball Comes to Town

The Red Ball Project is street art at its best. It stimulates the imagination of the ordinary person, whether or not they would usually stop to look at art or visit a gallery. So just what is the appeal of a giant rubber beach ball? Its colour? the most passionate, symbolizing love, danger, power, fire and a beneficial sunset. I love to catch the red eye, the overnight coach to an airport. Red is the colour of heat, the fingernails of a confident woman and a woman who wore red shoes wore no knickers! What does red mean to you?

The shape of a ball? A wholeness, as of the earth and the planets surrounding us. Any one of numerous games from the humble marble to the posher polo. Something to reach for, we dance at a ball, maybe on the ball of a foot. A sphere with no beginning or end, tactile and smooth to roll between palms. What image springs to your mind?

RedBall has been travelling the world, Sydney, Barcelona and Taipei and before heading to London it made a brief stop in Exeter. It was seen outside the Guildhall, on the quay and on Saturday I saw it at St Catherines Almshouse, a fifteenth century ruin in the heart of the city. The building, which was bombed in 1942, already has its own urban art, Marking Time, comprising pieces of medieval pottery and glass along with a coke tin that have been enclosed in glass panels is a permanent feature on the site.

When I saw the Big Red Ball I was entranced – but you’ve already guessed that! The artist, Kurt Perschke from Chicago created it to ‘invite you to look afresh at your own surroundings’, I hope you get to see it and look afresh at yours.

You can see the glass panels to the right of the building and  behind is the thousand year old tower of St Stephens.

Travel Theme: Secret Places

Secret, well can a place truly be a secret? Maybe if it is deep in a wilderness but otherwise? So my take on Ailsa’s theme is that I’m keeping where my photo was taken a secret. If anyone knows the answer that would be amazing!

I’ll try to remember to reveal the answer when I post for next weeks travel theme.

Meanwhile there will be some secret places here http://wheresmybackpack.com/2012/06/15/secret-places/

The Sunday Post: Famous Movies

Jake this is so hard this week!

You haven’t quite beat me though, my photo was taken on the Cobb at Lyme Regis in Dorset where in the film, The French Lieutenants Woman, played by Meryl Streep is seen standing in her cloak. I love Lyme but I’m afraid my photo doesn’t have the same romance.

Jake requested an article about the chosen film so here is quite an amusing one. Sharon if you haven’t read the book you  might enjoy!

http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2010/feb/04/french-lieutenant-s-woman-john-fowles

Do visit http://jakesprinters.wordpress.com/2012/06/16/sunday-post-famous-movies/ for some more interpretations of his challenge.

 

The Power of Blogging

I don’t know if this link will work in other countries but I wanted to share and apologies to those of you in the UK who will have heard about it.  This is what happens when a blog hits the news, it’s just brilliant! Perhaps school dinners don’t even exist in all of the places where my readers live, but in the UK for two pounds your child can be provided with a lunch. In some places around the country it willbe a healthy and nutritious meal that may even be better than they might get at home.  I believe that the state still provides a free meal for children whose  parents are on benefits or a very low income. Anyway here is the link, http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-scotland-glasgow-west-18454800

Friday Fictioneers, On the Nose

Madison’s  challenge has this photo today http://madisonwoods.wordpress.com/flash-fiction/pathways/ joining in is fun, lots of great flash fiction to read. Here is mine.

woods

On the Nose

‘She has the scent already,’ the sow pulled Emil sharply right, nearly pulling him over.

‘Ouch, why can’t you stay on the path in the light?’Jean-Francois followed laughing, as the pig thrust her snout into the leaf mould, her tail corkscrewing frantically.

‘I can’t smell a thing, but I can see something black down there.’  The boys rummaged in beside her and didn’t hear the footsteps back on the path, but a resounding snort registered. They turned and faced the biggest wild boar ever.

‘It’s old Napoleon, he thinks these are his truffles . . . run for your life.’

100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups Week# 45

Julia’s little treat this week is the prompt ‘there’s a real buzz about this place’, as usual I’m a little off the wall but here goes.

A Chance to Dance

So many nationalities. I’m the only one from Pakistan. My friends back home have dared me. ‘Don’t travel all that way and do as you do at home’ said Jamila. ‘Taste the alcohol and come back and tell us about it, let your hair down’, from Rashida and Yasmin together. It’s my last night and I haven’t done anything radical, nothing that Ammi would be ashamed of, but there’s a real buzz about this place and I may never get another chance. This Niqab is coming off now; I’m going to dance with a man who can see my face.

There will be lots more entries to read over at http://jfb57.wordpress.com/2012/06/11/100-word-challenge-for-grown-ups-week45/