Above an old souvenir replica of The Empire State Building, sitting on our mantelpiece, illuminated by winter sunshine. Last June we drove through the little township of Goldbar in Washington State and stopped at "The Used Furniture Store" where we bought an old state licence plate for one dollar. The owner, a begrizzled Russian immigrant, said we could have the little souvenir for free.
Below in nearby Chelsea Park yesterday lunchtime, an athletic lurcher poses as another dog enters his territory-
In Chelsea Park yesterday I snapped this tree stump carving by Jason Thomson(1998). After seventeen years, natural processes of decay are making the original sculpture a distant memory and one day it will of course, like everything, be gone forever:-
You'll need to find a smaller pub if you want to get all Hull City's supporters in...
ReplyDeletePissing you off aside (although it is quite an enjoyable pastime), the pub photo is brilliant. I like all your photos, you are very talented but it is this kind of photo I really take time to look at and enjoy.
Thank you Tom. I have drunk many pints in that tap room over the last 25 years and oft-times it has been full to bursting. But like many "drinks led" English pubs, custom is now very much in decline.
DeleteWow, that stump is really something. I admire people who create works of art that won't last long. I've seen some impressive sand sculptures at the beach, destined to be destroyed as soon as the tide comes in. I couldn't stand it!
ReplyDeleteYou have a lovely family....and they look so happy! You are fortunate.
I remember a teaching friend from Scotland. On the back of his classroom wall he pinned a big sheet of paper with this phrase in the middle in felt tip - "All Art is Ephemeral". After a couple of weeks, the schoolchildren started adding things till in the end it became a collage of comments and scrawled names etc.. That is when Sean (my friend) took the display down. The children asked - "Where's the graffiti poster?" and Sean said - "Didn't you read what was written it the middle?"
DeleteDidn't Hull get hammered?
ReplyDeleteLike the up shots on the floor again I see.
I always try to be positive but you have a knack of defeating me.
Our lads did get hammered after a great first half performance Adrian. I am afraid I don't understand the last two sentences.
DeleteI resemble that decaying carving....I yanked my shoulder this morning. I wasn't doing anything out of the ordinary...but yank it I did! This body of mine is decaying; and it's always been made of skin, bone and all of that other strange stuff; it was never a wooden carving...wooden it surprise folk if it had been. They wood've thought I was yanking their chain!.
ReplyDeleteCurrently I share your sense of decay. I have been very lucky to get beyond sixty after a lifetime of generally good health but now time is starting to take its revenge and the vehicle that carries me seems to be turning into a jalopy.
DeleteMr. Blue T-Shirt in the pub may want to sit somewhere else next time, it does not look very comfortable the way he is trying to see the screen.
ReplyDeleteThe picture iwth the dog is beautiful!
Your Christmas dinner looks excellent, thank you for allowing us another glimpse inside Pudding Hall! How kind of you to send the livreed staff out for the picture, so as not to make us mere mortals feel ashamed for living in humbler circumstances.
The photo on the wall, I suppose those are your children. They look like a duo of models-cum-band members.
You are very observant Miss Arian. I have known the young man in the blue T shirt since he was four years old. He sometimes works at the pub and was on his lunch break. As you know, I take many pictures but only occasionally do I have the feeling that I have taken a special one. That's how I felt about the dog in the park.
DeleteNothing is permanent, YP, that's for sure.
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