I went out into the garden this morning with a scissors. I clipped some leaves off a winter cherry, an acer, a butterfly bush, a willow and a wisteria. It’s autumn and the chlorophyll has been breaking down for weeks. The greens have been shifting to the shorter spectral wavelengths of yellow, orange and red as their hosts conserve energy for the winter. And it’s this process of energy conservation that creates the splendid autumn scenes that rival the flowering of spring. I blotted and pressed the leaves dry and flat before making arrangements on the scanner bed.[Read more…] about Memory + Creativity = Alchemy?
I had a bad few days recently. But first, since I’m not qualified to have opinions on why my days were so bad, here are a few weasel words.
Caveat emptor: my musings may not be complete let alone correct.
The full story starts with a fear of failure. It starts with the worry that my attempts to manage my cholesterol with diet were failing. It ended with a realisation that I wasn’t able to finish any of my daily journals.[Read more…] about Statins and My Cholesterol
It’s nearly the end of October and Ireland is back in lockdown. Our 14 day averaged national infection rate has risen to over 300. Our island is divided and the north of the island is reported within the UK national rate which is over 400. But the daily rate of infection (per head) north of the border has been four times higher than that to the south. So I guess the contrast across that border should be a source of concern for health professionals. Yet, the island politics of peace agreements and an imminent divorce has implications for border patrols and isolationist if not exclusionist travel policies.
The global inconsistencies of healthcare reporting make it really hard for the lay observer to know what is happening both locally and at large. You’d have thought the opposite would be true after eight months of ‘concerted’ effort.[Read more…] about Predictions and Divas
It’s hard to believe that a year has gone by since we walked into the Final Say March while in London. We weren’t taking part but we did watch it travel down St James Street. And I photographed the passing action via the reflections in a puddle. Huge numbers of voters took to the streets to demand that the final Brexit decision should be made by the public. It wasn’t to be.
And I all I have to show for it are twenty or thirty photographs of a puddle.[Read more…] about Animation and Protest
This is the two hundreth consecutive daily blog and I think it’s a great achievement considering it has been done without incentivisation.[Read more…] about Fragile 200