That doesn't leave must to the imagination. As a line it's is right up there with another of my favourites, from a French film:
Some of my lighting on drama productions has probably induced that feeling in the viewer.
"And this is of interest to me how?"
(Except on the subjects of religion and food, the opinions stated here are not necessarily those of the Author. The Author reserves the right to vary his opinions to suit the purposes of narrative, humour or just because he can). All photographs have been taken by the Author.
(Except on the subjects of religion and food, the opinions stated here are not necessarily those of the Author. The Author reserves the right to vary his opinions to suit the purposes of narrative, humour or just because he can).
All photographs have been taken by the Author.
I thought a couple of images of a BDO might be helpful. Peter, well insulated against a biting north-easter and with a fully-formed Prat-Hat, is busy photographing something rusty - rust is very popular this month. I'm trying to make myself both thinner and softer in a window - one of those aims was achieved.
Still it was fun and ended up in a teashop where we had TAC (tea & cakes).
The weather has returned to normal after its euphoric outburst yesterday. It is gloomy and raw. I cycled into Pershore at lunchtime and, for the first time, wore the headgear that Peter has kindly given me to keep my ears warm. In doing so I ignored the apt rhyming couplet:
Oh how true that is when you have the bone structure of a football!I took no photographs today worth mentioning since I have entered a 'prima donna' phase and am refusing to play if the light's not right. It won't last. I'll soon be back to trying to make a silk purse out of a sow's ear; by the way, why would anyone try that?.
The organ started life in the seventeenth century - what attracted me was the 'splash of red' on the ceiling and the juxtaposition of the cool and warm tones. This also applies to the close-up image of the pipes and that of the tiled floor.
I went back inside when the sun came out in the afternoon but it had made little difference to the interior and its air of mystery. Now that so many of us no longer have the need for the crutch of religion and have cast off its oppressive yoke, are we still capable of building edifices like Tewkesbury Abbey? Can we still strive for that manifestation of perfection, glory and wonder that our ancestors did? And if we can, will our creation still be standing, essentially intact, in one thousand years time?
A blank page cries out for words like a sandy beach cries out for a castle; DJC-B
The one who says it cannot be done should not interrupt the one doing it; Chinese Proverb
A mill cannot grind with the water that has passed; Chinese Proverb
A ringing telephone is an invitation, not an imperative; DJC-B