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South coast seats

04 Wednesday Dec 2013

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Warsaw attuned my eyes to street and park seats as a way of marking places and seasonal change.

http://fivemonthsinwarsaw.wordpress.com/2012/11/07/warsaw-seats-graveyards/

http://fivemonthsinwarsaw.wordpress.com/2012/11/07/warsaw-seats-winter/

http://fivemonthsinwarsaw.wordpress.com/2012/11/07/warsaw-seats-autumn/

http://55daysinwarsaw.wordpress.com/2013/09/03/summer-seats/

 

I've imported the seat eye back to my other home as a way of displaying its wonderful land, sea, park, yard and street scapes.

 

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

 

What’s now my heart place?

17 Wednesday Jul 2013

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I'm about to return to Warsaw and my Polish family: a summer Warsaw and twins who are now 7 months old. I'm torn two ways. I've just managed to reclaim Potato Point after fivemonthsinwarsaw and now I'm off again to spend 55daysinwarsaw, in an apartment close to my daughter's family and Łazienki Park, a favourite place during my autumn / winter stay.

My morselsandscraps blog is now in recess until the end of September, and my blogging is migrating to

http://55daysinwarsaw.wordpress.com/

 

 

 

What's now my heart-place? Jury's out!

Sea or city? Sand or cobblestone?

Six months ago I didn't have a doubt.

 

Since then, Warsaw's packed a clout,

And not just Warsaw-town alone.

What's now my heart-place? Jury's out.

 

I do not even have to cast about.

The reason's simply shown.

Six months ago I didn't have a doubt –

 

The twins were born. Shared genes are hard to flout.

My certainties are more than doubly blown.

What's now my heart-place? Jury's out.

 

Headland, bush, beach, lakes, whale spout,

Tides, orchids, spotted gums were once my zone.

Six months ago I didn't have a doubt.

 

Suddenly I've become a twin-devout

Maja and Janek fix fists around my bone.

What's now my heart place? Jury's out?

Six months ago I didn't have a doubt!

 

 

 

Potato Point treasures

15 Monday Jul 2013

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I've just learnt how to use iMovie and the movie camera on my iPad, thanks to Vanessa and ABCOpen. You can see my tribute to Potato Point on Vimeo at this address

 

ABCOpen provides opportunities for regional Australians to showcase their lives and their area in words, photos and video and offers free workshops that develop the necessary skills. The site is as full of treasures as Potato Point beach.

https://open.abc.net.au/

 

Sea wrack

10 Wednesday Jul 2013

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Last weekend after particularly heavy seas the high-tide line was thick with smelly debris, a whole new collection of treasures. There was no need to go out amongst the rock-pools, or to dive deep. The sea itself brought in (amongst the familiar seaweed) sponges, crinoids and driftwood, and laid them out for me along the beach in a strip about 40 cm wide.

 

 
 
 
 
 
The crinoids (if that's what they are) are completely new to me At first sight they looked like the paintings on the walls of my daughter's rented Warsaw apartment – a representation of raw entrails – or some alien creature from a sci-fi movie. It was hard to imagine what kind of sea dweller they were, but a scurry through reference books suggested a sea lily, beautiful when complete with tentacles, and not at all like intestines. It was interesting to note that they have an extensive fossil presence.

 
 

Drawing of a sea lily by Ernst Haeckel (1834-1919). From Wikimedia commons

 
 
 
My old obsession with photographing bark took on a new dimension when I picked up two beautiful pieces of driftwood: bleached to a purity of white, cream, grey and almost apricot; worn away and pitted by their time in the sea; twisted-lacy and smooth-coiled.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

 

Would I like to be a sea-star?

10 Wednesday Jul 2013

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Sea stars are beautiful. They are thickly embroidered and their shape is pleasing. They rest at the bottom of pools, which are also beautiful, with emerald green and mauvey pink weed, orange lichen and ripples, splashes and shadows. Their companions are anemones, camouflaged crabs and rambling sea-slugs with iridescent backs and seeking horns. However, their world is limited to this one rock pool: unlike me they can't wander around peering into other rock pools, stroll along the beach or amble through spotted gums or casuarinas. Nor can they blog, settle down with a good (or not-so-good) book, visit art galleries or go to the movies. The pleasures of grandchildren are unknown to them

Their capacity to regenerate when they are hurt is enviable, especially as I age and fear the losing of bits, but I think I prefer sending my food to my stomach, rather than extruding my stomach to search for and ingest food.

 
 
 
 
 
 
On the whole I'll stick to being what I am. There isn't much chance that I'll be wrenched from my home in the tiny rainforest of my front yard and transported to SeaWorld, plonked in a barren pool and made available for passers-by to stroke, although come to think of it I may be carted off to a nursing home.

Feel free to pat me! A SeaWorld starfish

 

Delusion

17 Monday Jun 2013

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When I posted Beach pebbles, I thought “Aha, that's done. I've finished with pebbles as a subject.” How wrong I was! In fact, I'd merely attuned my eyes to pebbles and I'm photographing them more than ever. The day I walked without my camera, I gathered about twenty beauties in a plastic bag and took them home. The next day, I carried them back to the beach, doused them in sea-water to restore their colours and placed them one by one on the sand to photograph them. The ocean mocked me, running up my back as I knelt in pebble-adoration. However, I remain a pebble tragic.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

The changing palette of rock pools

27 Monday May 2013

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Winter hasn't arrived yet. I've just had a peerless weekend, and a new experience of rock pools. At the low tide that goes with full moon, I could walk around pools that usually I can only look down on. From this perspective, up to my knees in occasional waves, I discovered a few new creatures, and a rich purple and green palette.