Season's Greetings 2012

Dear Reader,

Thank you for the year past, and wishing you a relaxed and joyful festive season.

Looking forward to new adventures in 2013, so many exciting things lie ahead.

These moths, my initial visual sketches for this year's jewellery project, are a glimpse of my recent work contemplating the rapid evolution of sensitive species around us, through images and objects. Two cases intrigued me into further research: The Peppered Moth (Biston Betularia) darkened quickly in response to the coal darkened surfaces of the Industrial Revolution and then lightened back again when the fallout became better controlled; in Fukushima, generations of butterflies
already show strange mutations.
What will happen in the future, near and distant...?

More soon – in words and pictures.

Take care and chat soon!

x Inari (hoping to be immersed in the Indian Ocean by the time you read this : )

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End of semester

Apron, the faithful protector.

Pictures of new work coming soon...
Meanwhile, breathing, waiting, making a few more bits and pieces.
All is well.

(im)perfect

Floor. A gentle universe to walk on.

camouflage

O-oh! (for October)

Morning folds

Coffee

taken by the wind

For the lost ones

Hanami, parrot, spring

Diego the parrot thaws out and spring preens, 23 August 2012, Brunswick West

Rain, light: Strange island times, 2

Around Horseshoe bay, Magnetic Island, July 2012

16/08/12

Spot the boat, man, ukulele: Strange island times 1

Towards the island:
Taking off from the ferry terminal in Townsville, Queensland
July 9, 2012

night watch at the harbour

Fremantle port, Western Australia, 28 June 2012

And you give me all

CERN, Switzerlard, July 4 2012:
Scientists working at the Hadron Collider think they have finally found the key
to understanding all matter, 'The God Particle'

Walkin' on a dusty road in the countryside of ease
I heard a song driftin' on the gently blowin' breeze
Sunshine through the Autumn, sweet snow to the Spring
Corn by the water of an old mill stream, and you give me home, you give me home

A barrow pushed by a little man came rollin' from the west
He sang a song as he stepped along until we drew abreast
Well hello there my friend, I see you're on the road here just like me
Why don't we stop and rest a while and I'll boil a pot of tea

He said his name was Simple Ben but not what I'd believe
Christened by the way he thought and not the way he lived
I've seen the best and worst that we have here on our earth
And finally decided on the things that I get worth

I asked if he had seen the great jets fly across the sky
He said he'd seen the smallest bird learnin' how to fly
Have you seen the bridges stretched across the bays
I've seen the smallest fish alive dyin' in the haze

Have you seen the massive buildin's reached towards the sun
I've seen the fields of barronness from the work that man has done
What about the dams and weirs that feed the countryside
I've seen the brownness of the grass when the dams and weirs run dry

What about the fertile lands where nothin' once would grow
I've seen the lands to the north and south under tons of ice and snow
Have you seen the jungles so thick that a man can't go
I've seen a farmer plough a field with nothin' but a hoe
You must admit that the motor was a boom to all mankind
The air is sweeter here than a hundred miles behind

What about the time we saved to go from place to place
I've seen my life go by so fast I scarce recall a face
You must have learned a lot by now about your fellow man
I've seen the waves that break upon the beaches made of sand
What about the beauty of great art that men have done
I've seen the shapes of mountains up against the mornin' sun

Ben do you believe in God and the words that preachers pray
I've seen myself in a still, calm pool and I've heard a donkey bray
Don't you need the tender warmth of a lady in your bed
I used to know a pretty woman who liked the stars above her head

Friend, thank you for your company, but I must be on my way
The road is growin' shorter as the sun sets on my day
We'll have to meet again some time to rest and share some tea
If you hear this song when you're walkin' along, you gonna know who it's gonna be

You give me sunshine through the Autumn, sweet snow to the Spring
Corn by the water of an old mill stream, and you give me home,
you give me home.


John J. Frances' Simple Ben from Albert Falzon's 1972 surf classic Morning of the Earth


 

G. Wayne Thomas

Helsinki

Happy 160th to Minna, Katja, Tiina and Inkku!!!

Celebrating with love and thanks to everyone in our lives – especially our mums and dads who brought us into this world.

Helsinki 7-10 June 2012

Expressing emotion in words ...

… is sometimes difficult.