By My Fingers and my Phone -Keirle Park

Nothing shows more up more acutely the index finger as a blunt instrument than attempting a parkscape with Express Draw on the small window of an iPhone. This is kind of drawing that is abandoned rather than finished, which raises the interesting question of what, art-wise, is ever finished? When does a work tip from under to over done?  This may be good example of something which may tick all the boxes, abandoned, under and over done.Still, it is Keirle Park, Wednesday 22 May and the day was disappearing like credits on a movie which you are watching hoping to find whose song was playing as a car drove off into the twilight.

Return of the Shadow - Bart's Bo-Peepism

The last time we saw Bart's true Shadow it (well let's be polite and say 'he'), he, had hived off to rural anonymity in the wide pastures of Cooma NSW (see Mysterious Brassica Shaped Space Found) The Shadow eschews any suggestion that he might patch it up with Bart Brassica , who he says in any case prefers his fancy colourised shadow, which the Shadow goes on to say, is an abomination and a crime against nature.  It seems there may be a quantum entanglement between Bart and his Shadow, as both have simultaneously taken up with a pet pig and both are undertaking an advanced course in Pig Training. The Shadow, taking advantage of his monochromatic slightness, has been slipping into even class entirely unnoticed and not paying a single cent, whereas Bart Brassica has deferred his fees on what he calls the Hex Scheme.

The uncanny similarity between their companion pigs might be considered more than a coincidence by some!

Things with Wings, Every Day in May # 11

Though, to quote that famous 'running late and out of time table order' line made infamous by State Rail, I am behind and out of kilter in the Every Day in May's list of drawing challenges,  so far I've got a not at all impressive 8 out of 19,  I did get  #11 -  'something with wings' while waiting in Wagga airport lounge last Sunday morning. If I was going to be a shyster I'd say, after landing into a stiff westerly at Mascot later, that this would qualify for #13 as well, ' something that blows in the wind'.

Farmer Brassica's Zygopetalum Zeitgiest

In his episodic efforts trying to figure out what to think (see In the Ponderings) Farmer Brassica has decided that he might go with the flow and tap into the New Jersey zeitgiest, and thereby save getting himself a dreadful headache from concentrating on the high faluting.
With this in mind Bart, ever the agriculturalist, has been cultivating things that are in that verbal vicinity, and thinking that a simple farmer can't be too choosy with an obscure letter like Z, he figures this crop of  Zygopetalum orchids will do the trick.  As you can see the heady perfume has rather lifted him off his feet.Will they have the same effect on Mavis Eggwhistle when she comes around to collect these giants specimens for the Whistle Stoppe Floriste Shoppe?

Kierle Park - Darkness Falls

The graphic sharpness of the lowest branch of the Norfolk Pine is what I started out on here, another Wednesday with the light fading fast at Keirle Park, and then the floodlits reverse the distribution of lighter sky, darker ground.

Buddha's Hand

Buddha’s Hand

More fingers than thumbs
you act like a crown
offer the curlicue destiny of scent,

persist as jester’s cap
pointing to that place where fruit
is king. 

Carol Jenkins 

The Atmospherics of Electric Fans

Back at Tanpopo for dinner last Monday night, I decide to take the simpler view: one man, one fan, one wall and the Specials. Is this laziness or winnowing? In any case the fan speaks volumes, the fan's three blades, its cagey grill, the elegance of the hanging switch adds instant atmosphere.
We shared the Aburi Sushi - which was excellent, and then my favourite order chai-shu ramen. Perfect.

Old School Prawns & The Not So Safety Net

In many ways Bart Brassica is a model farmer, but in others, particularly his laissez-faire attitude to bodies of water, as has been put to him in various subpoenas, he tends towards the criminally negligent and is liable to come unstuck. In this case you might notice the blurring around his pitchfork is due not so much to drowning but to waving to attract attention. As we've seen before Bart is, for all purposes, undrownable but can neither swim nor float. Here he  has fallen in while attempting to scoop out a batch of his oversized Prawns from the Old School Baths he had installed to take advantage of the recent flood. This interlude, where Bart waits for someone to come and haul him out, gives him time for more complex ponderings.

Bart and the Hand of Buddha - In the Ponderings Episode 3

In his ongoing journey to Enlightenment Bart sometimes dreams of, not so much of Where the Woozle Wasn't*, but of being diametrically blind-sided.  Ever since he had a visit from Mr Buddha after a spending a bit of time submerged in the pond (see Episode 2 of In the Ponderings ) Bart has been keen to catch sight of him again to ask him just how real he really is. That he is out of sight even when Bart is dreaming does not help at all.
How this giant clawed citrus specimen levitated into Bart's unconscious might have its origins in Mavis Eggwhistle making him squeeze three dozen lemons to make lemon butter,  saying her new nail extension made this unfeasible for her and in any case her Occupational Therapist, Miss Wanda W. says Mavis should avoid anything that invovles squeezing.

* For those unfamiliar with the term 'Where the Woozle Wasn't' are referred to A A Milne's account of animal tracking in that chapter of Winne The Pooh.