Hi. Coo. ( The pigeon's lament )

2008?
It has started without me.
Happy New Arrears.

Just a quick hello to you all. I'm back in the land that crime forgot, but will be very busy as the New Year gets under way. Stuff to catch up on, stuff to plan for, stuff to write, stuff to go a-goosing with.

Retreated to Keswick for the entire two weeks of Christmas and New Year and very nice it was too, apart from the mancold that felled me and transformed me into a sniffling idiot.

Let's hope we all get published this year.

Tara for now.

Haven't been online a great deal lately, but just wanted to wish you all a very relaxing festive season. Hoping to be around a bit more once the new year gets under way.

The flower is a striped French marigold shot at Harrogate a few months ago.

Tara me dears.

Was Damien Hirst's
Carved Cava great modern art,
Or just arty fizz?

Art, if ice, gives a
Chilled take on reality
Then melts to nothing.

Word of the Day Haiku

The photo is of another Yorkshire Sculpture Park piece, a 1963 bronze by Barbara Hepworth, entitled Squares with Two Circles. Not a great photo, but it's the derring-do of the art that's important. Modern Art is like poetry for me - some days I see it and love it, other days I sneer, but if it's there, I'll approach it and absorb it and some of it I'll go back to again and again without really being able to explain why.

Apple geegees for not being around much at the moment. When work wanes, I shall wax.

This is a sculpture that sits near the river that runs through the The Yorkshire Sculpture Park.

It's called Promenade, by Anthony Caro. I've seen it on many occasions. Children play through it. Adults sit on it. Photographers angle at it, fishing for the shot that lands it.

Sometimes you just have to get up and walk around and that solves everything.

Promenade for personal peace in precious pinpricks of the panhorological panorama.

Au revoir pour maintenant.