On Boughs Too Light- Celebrating Capability in Small Spaces

 There is a short poem, by Victor Hugo, sung as a round,  ‘Be like the bird pausing in her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and sings, knowing she has wings.’, which is what I imagine this bird, so elegantly alight here, might do, or just as well, I might imagine her doing, which seems quite consistent with Hugo’s maxim. 

Bart Brassica’s Virtual Visit to Chateau de Muzat

While Farmer Bart Brassica, always curiously inconsistent, eschews literature per se, he says he is an ardent admirer of Rainer Rilke and the Duino Elegies, though he has not got as far as actually reading the Elegies, but has proffered this photo to Mavis Eggwhistle as evidence that his mysterious absence was due to waiting outside Chatueau de Muzat, where Rilke finished the Elegies, to see if the location would afford him a similiar ‘boundless storm and hurricane of spirit..”.   Mavis is skeptical, and has asked Bart to explain why the Chateau and surrounds are black and white. Bart’s excuse that  he is colour blind and therefore this can’t be true, leaves Mavis vexed but as Bart has googled this and found it to be true she has given up. 

Blue Brow, High Brow and Quilted Moustache

 Like a smile stitched in string on a hessian bag, there is a flocullant boil to this Prussian and cobalt mix of drops dragged and salted, puddled  and feathered into something more blue brow than high brow, more cumulously dreamy than cloudy. Why, like narrative, do faces  insinuate themselves into abstract fields? Long may the quilted moustache reign. 

Marvelling : Reduction of all that’s made to a Green Ball in a Green Glade

Dining in House- Alyurr - the Mardi Gras Grasshopper

 A photo of this picky eater, Petasida ephippigera, or Alyurr of Arnhemland, who eats and lives on one plant Pityrodia, arrived from a friend , who knew how charmed I would be with this grasshopper. To properly consider its form I drew it in ink, adding water colour and pencil but the colours are drabber than the real thing. Long may the Alyurr grasshopper dine and hop.