Pentatonic Scales : The Return of the the Retuned Scale

Like an exclamatory break in proceedings the background here has made a break for it and maybe be about to bounce out of frame,  suffice to say, the collage of Scale insects continues, size-wise i am going upscale, but not into whole scale. At some point I will run out of scales, until then it will be a case of measure by measure. 
 

Unself Portrait: The Disintegration and Re-integration of Identity

 Fe Fi Fimo - that model clay - frames up faux Baroque style - the bitsy snippets of past proof of personal and some gold pen -in homage to the thoughtful Japanese practice of kintsugi, so like the opposing processes of differentiation and integration, some albeit clumsy variant of this process, here has come into play.  

You can find more of my work in book form by going to Puncher & Wattman,  where you’ll find poetry collections Fishing in the Devonian, Xn , A Crooked Stile and the illustration episodic novel  Select Episodes from the Mr Farmhand Series .  first literary work to feature instant polenta and dirty snow in the same sentence.  Here is link to these titles at Puncher and Wattman 

Questions of Scale : When Scale Insects Rescaled

 How big should collaged scale insects get? Is it a valid use of the small scale if these  22 by 15cm collages magnify their substrate insect parts in different scales?  Would either ReScale (above) or To Scale (below) be much bigger as to qualify as art?  Will the subject be deemed a Generally Modified Object?  Sale A Vie.

Knit-wise Weather’s Soft Slow Progress in Pattern

 It is sloth slow, one off, one on, knit forth, purl back, rhythmic travel that goes nearly nowhere but even four ply eventually gets somewhere, here a pause some one-third through, the wool designed to make faux argyle socks I have reconsigned to a scarf, my venture into socks being more down at heel, than well-shod.  But the partly made knitted thing, the yarn’s two states of pattern, the needles angles, the afternoon light, all contrive to please. 

Wet Weather Vintage Treasure - Study in Colour and Pattern

 These four favourites, freshly washed, ironed and about to go back into that how didn’t I notice colour coded drawer of scarves, are aside the wonderful fish net pattern from an epic mob in Newcastle, are all vintage finds, rayon on the left and right,  arcing , geographically from Las Canarias to Istanbul, and a silk English paisley centre left.  Yes, there is a small hole in what I think might have once been a souvenir from Istanbul, but for something round about my age this is a mark of honour.  A wet five days in a row can make one go a bit Kondo.

And thanks to F for the Lighthouse momento ! This i