Perth Winter Festival: Stories (1)
Continuing the theme of things I saw around Perth one Saturday afternoon… I have absolutely no idea what a chained-up dinosaur has to do with Christmas, but hey, I’ll let it live…
Category Archives: Social Commentary
Around St Fillan’s
Streetview Loch Earn is still an idyllic scene despite everyone stopping to take photos in St Fillan’s. Herewith, two obvious views: Personally, I like this view instead: There’s a time-/context-axis running from the far distance – first there was the landscape, then there was Robert Mulholland’s statue Still, then there’s people taking photos of it, then […]
Ashford Bobbin Mill
A study in decay.
How I Voted…
Happily. It’s the orthogonal thoughts that caught my eye, so to speak. The trees still stand. I mean, the town still stands – apart from one tent in the very middle of the pedestrian area, I saw no more campaigning. Yes & No placards reside side by side, as do their representatives, chatting together outside […]
How I’ll be Voting
Individually. I hold the idea of nationality very loosely: it sometimes applies but does not define. I rate people trying to live their lives far higher than the games of politicians playing nations. Thoughtfully. Manifestos have been read; factors – economic, political, constitutional, cultural, socially – considered, their importances determined; a decision has been reached. Carefully. The way things […]
Decrepitude (0): Lock
Detail of a rusted padlock on a cast iron gate, basking in the late evening sunlight.
Decrepitude (1): PSI
Detail of an air-pressure gauge in a disused petrol-station.
Decrepitude (2): MPG
This pump in an old abandoned petrol-station was enjoying the last few rays of evening sunlight.
Decrepitude (3): Surreal
When life gives you bath-tubs… stick to the ceiling.
Change to Fair
The fisherman’s barometer, corner of North Castle and North Streets, St Andrews. A little experimentation in The Gimp, to create a synthetic “scratches” texture layer – using plasma clouds, old-photo simulation, distortions and other trickery.