I joined an art course and was required to use ink and bleach on paper as the medium. I was very dubious, but with a little research and a lot of experimentation, I started to get some interesting effects. This is an early example of my experiments. I cheated the white is soft white pastel.
What is it? Can’t you see? It is a piece of drift wood! I thought that much would be obvious. Ok this is it.
And here is a later more practiced version.
It is amazing what you can do with strange media isn’t it?
Shirley Temple Black who had three careers died today.
She was a child actor, a mother and wife and she was a business woman and diplomat. You don’t get more succesful than that.
I saw a quote of hers that I liked.
“I stopped believing in Santa Claus at the age of six when my mother took me to see him in a store and he asked for my autograph.”
Mind you the other quote, come philosophy that works for me is:
“Some people are stuck on this image of the little girl,” she once said. “She is not me. We shouldn’t live in the past; my life is now.”
During our trip to see pelagic birds off Cape Point we followed a long line fishing vessel fishing for kingklip. The birds follow the vessels to collect the by-catch. You can see the scrum in this picture.
Sometimes the birds get caught too. See the nylon in the birds beak? There is most likely a hook attached.
Seals also follow the boats and collect escapees and by catch
Here is a seal tucking into a kingklip dinner.
The problem is that seals get a bit enthusiastic about collecting the by catch and escapees. To discourage the seals the fishermen lure them in then gaf them. Don’t believe me? Check out the following sequence.
And haul him in.
A little higher perhaps?
The food the seal was scoring was the heads that were being tossed off the boat by the fishermen. We watched as the heads were carefully collected around the stern of the boat. A pointless bit of cruelty, but then I am not a fisherman.
I was priveliged to attend the Nelson Madela Memorial Service in Cape Town.
It was humbling and encouraging. We have come so far since 1994. The crowd mourned in unison. I was honoured to be part of that crowd.
This is an old story, but worth putting back here:
When my grandson Sami was born, Niki Botha knitted him a toy dragon. Debate raged on how to transport a dragon, albeit a toy dragon to the USA. When I bought a rucksack, the problem was solved. Deuteronomy claimed the back seat of rucksack.
This is a picture of him practicing riding on the back seat of the rucksack.