Water Hole in an Open Field

A shot from when I was in the Mountains of Blue earlier this year.

The land allows for a large view, but the focus seems to draw toward the water hole.

It sits in an open area, dry and wide.

The area is massive and the water hole is comparatively small.

This is my submission into The Lens-Artists Photo Challenge for this week.

The theme for this week is “Countryside and/or Small Towns“.

The challenge is hosted by four people and cycles weekly:

Week 1 – Patti

Week 2 – Ann-Christine aka Leya

Week 3 – Amy

Week 4 – Tina

This week is hosted by Amy and next week’s will be hosted by Tina.

I recommend checking out the challenge to see how people interpret each theme.
I also recommend giving it a go.

I hope you enjoy.

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Foggy Road

It was a foggy morning when this photo was taken, as is evidenced by the fog that is visible within the frame of the scene that was photographed which led to the production of this photo.

I think this shot seems kind of empty.

Clearly there are things happening, but I think that the fog adds a bit of an empty feel to the scene.

This is my submission into Leanne Cole‘s photo challenge for this week.

The theme for this one is “Roads”.

I suggest checking out Leanne’s photography, as well as checking out what other people submit into the challenge.

You can find the challenges here.

I hope you enjoy.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 597: Build a Boulder

I got a bag of chips and no chips on my shoulder.

There is time to build a boulder.

There is no way in which I am going with this. There are other things to worry about at this juncture in time, consarnit!

Now, where was I?

Oh, that’s right. I am on the earth planet, which is the one we refer to as “the world”.

Well, now that I know where I am, it is time to open the lamb brisket, dive right in, and make sure that the way the tangerine splits its own esophagus is in a sedentary manner, so that as dripping falls upon the walls, I can see without necessarily using my eyes, but nose instead.

I can only think that this may lead to that which is not a diamond, but instead a hardened carp after many years of sanding and rebranding, so that the look is always as fresh as the fillet that it does not want to be.

Now, I need to proceed carefully. What if the door to the hatch is not the one that you need to nod to not once but three times after doing so once? I need to weigh up these carefully, as there is always a way and there is always a not way. All things to consider when you’re tearing through the skyline in the hopes that what you will receive is not that which is not what you want. I think.

All things considered, I need to know that I know what I need to know. If I don’t, then who knows as to what will be when there is little to not be. Of course, I could be a bee instead but I don’t know as to what this will lead to, of course. Or do I?

Who knows? Maybe someone should ask the characters that are behind me, as they twirl their cantankerous fires of oblivion into the nothingness that is what we all fear to embrace but embrace anyway, but don’t know we embrace, for if we knew we embraced it, then we would be struck with more fear and therefore consumed more and more by that which lurks in the lightest corners of our minds.

Maybe instead of all that I’ll just go tunneling into the clay and hope to find some sort of meaning within the silliness of it all. That would, of course be productive, as the need to find meaning is always out there, but it is not always something that we are able to find.

But of course, if we do find it, or anything at all for that matter, then we’d be in a position of discovery and thus there would be some sort of success, which is something that, depending on your position on things, may be something that you most verily desire, for there are rewards within discovery, even if it is something that you very much don’t want to discover some days.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:49:49

I wrote this yesterday and forgot to put it up.

It’s mostly nonsensical! I think.

Written at work.

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Cape Don

I don’t know if this boat is still in use as vessel.

It may function more as a museum at this point, but I don’t know.

What I do know is that with certain framing, it contributes well to a moody photo.

The boat appears old and retired. There’s contemplation and reflection whilst most of that around it is far away. Perhaps to signify some sort of age gap, or something.

This is my submission into Leanne Cole‘s “Monochrome Wednesday” for this week, although today is Thursday.
I suggest checking out Leanne’s photography, as well as checking out what other people submit.

A lot of what people are submitting will likely end up here.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 596: Not Moving

A clear sky breaks from the rain and allows a little bit of light into my life, so that I can once again see the sky and feel the breeze whilst also only having my eyes partially open as it may be a little bit too bright, or something. Time to wield the sunglasses, I guess.

And yet, there is a sense of not moving whatsoever. Sure, I am moving through space, around atoms and slowly moving through them as they transform to give me the appearance of being in movement, but I am merely not moving, despite what the illusion shows.

Well, I feel like I am not moving. There is a sense of not moving. Perhaps all that is around me is what is moving and I am stationary as it passes on by. I am stuck in a fixed place, and that around me instead experiences the motion that I cannot.

Of course this is a reason for concern, for it should be my own being that moves and not that which is around me, but I am kind of content about the whole situation. There is little I can do about it, aside from wait and wait and then wait some more. I can also spend some time hoping that it does not rain, for that may make things a bit harder; especially if it really is me that is not the one doing the moving.

This is a bit of a conundrum. Perhaps instead of waiting, I should try and take initiative and find a way to move. I outstretch my arm, but instead of it reaching out, all that that is moving moves slightly so that I am farther away from its point of reaching.

Still concerning, but still unconcerned.

Still, the sun is nice. It is warm and the weather is pretty.

The path moves underneath my feet as they walk on the spot and I can no longer feel the breeze. The sound of some sort of animal, or animals can be heard more than it can be felt. They are off in the distance, but they seem to approach with some sort of determination.

Above and beyond my line of sight they go, and all that is around rotates so that my head is aligned with the scene, but not my body. Still I am stuck in this place in space and still all that is is moving around and away from me. I still find myself relaxed about the situation. The wait is fine, for the scenery is beautiful and I am being carried through a series of peaceful scenarios and that is all okay by me.

However, I’d rather this end sooner rather than later, for I need to rest at some stage in the day. Hopefully sooner, but the afternoon drifts on by like clouds carried upon the currents of the air that moves them around until they are ready to once more fall upon the earth below.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:48:45

I guess this is kind of a lighter post.
Kind of whimsical, I think.

Kind of grounded.

Written at home.

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Another side of Berrys Bay

A part of the bay that I’ve walked past quite often, but also a part I’ve seldom photographed.

I’m guessing that this is more of a boat maintenance area.

I like how the urban development is nestled away in this shot. It’s clearly there, but also kind of subtle.

Well, parts of it anyway.

I hope you enjoy.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 595: The Rain Arrived

Well, the rain arrived.

It didn’t rain when I kind of hoped it would, but the rain right now is fine as it is. Not sure how I’ll feel about it in a few days, but for now it’s alright. I can deal. I can appreciate it falling from the sky and onto the earth. Hopefully there’s a lot of it that falls over the catchment areas. We need a bit of it over those right now.

The joys of drought.

Of course, those in rural areas need it far more than those in the city. I can consider myself lucky at the moment. Hopefully the government starts organising something soon to provide great relief to those in rural areas.

For now, the rain falls and I am not in a position to appreciate it as the office is still situated underground enough to prevent any natural light coming in, thus increasing health issues that linger once leaving the place of work. It’s a wonderful setting, but I’m not here to whinge today.

I’m just here to write about things and hope that they make sense. Not sure if they will, but I have hope and hope is what I have, so I shall keep on hoping that all of this comes out okay. If it doesn’t, then that’s on me.

For now, I’ll just keep on wishing that rather than be at work, I could be appreciating the rain as it falls, although I’d just probably be writing instead of watching it as there are a lot of things that I need to write about before the end of the week and I’ve been getting through things a bit more steadily than usual.

Still, the idea of watching the rain is one that is currently very appealing. It would be as liberating as it would be imprisoning.

Then again, maybe it wouldn’t. Maybe it would just be something interesting to see before I’d move to something else and work on whatever that something else would be for a while, then get a little bit annoyed by the fact that it is raining, thus preventing me from doing anything, even though it wouldn’t as all I would need to do is put on some wet weather gear, but of course I wouldn’t allow myself to believe that as it is easier to blame the rain than it is to take initiative and deal with it.

But no; instead of blaming the rain, I should just get out there (of course making sure that I am first prepared) and explore the rain and do the thing and go on a journey of drama and intrigue which will hopefully lead into a nice little blanket of collections. Those collections would be the stories of which I would pass on to the future generations of the future, and then they would pass into legend.

The alternative is to have a cathartic moment and scream into the crying heavens whilst without my rain gear.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 07:13:84

Not the fastest and not the best.

I think I was going for serious at the start and kind of drifted away.

I blame my lack of sleep.

Written at work.

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Scorn: Feather

Still not feeling much like writing, so here’s a review I wrote for Culture Eater.

This is one I should’ve finished six weeks ago at the latest, but I started it late and only got around to finishing it today.

Not the best writing I’ve done by a long stretch, but I’m satisfied with the result. The editing was pretty straightforward, although there probably was a lot more that could be done.

Most of my review and interview work is now on Culture Eater.
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Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

The return of Scorn saw the release of a new song, as is usually the case when someone returns to a project after its retirement.

The first thing to note is that “Feather” is less aggressive than Yozza but no less menacing.
Low, fuzzy bass for other sounds to build around, and a sparse drum pattern built around dub dominate the song. It’s “Feather’s” fundamental rhythm and Mick Harris works around it as though he had never stopped for a while.

Sounds come in and out – not so much gradually, but stealthily. Occasional flourishes of distorted noise move over the dry landscape. It’s dark and menacing, and as much in the foreground as it is in the background.

The two remixes that follow feel more like “Feather” progressing more than they do interpretations, whilst also being their own thing. Between the original and the first remix there could’ve been something else that would’ve led into it and we’d be none the wiser. However, it makes sense to the song as two remixes and itself rather than a lengthy continuation. “Feather” is somewhere between passive and active. Considering its mood and the sounds it uses, having it longer would cause it to become tiresome. Conversely, taking the remixes, combining them with the original and keeping a shorter runtime than combining all three without edits would lead to loss of detail.

The first (“Wittering Mole Mix”) is much drier than “Feather”. The bass is more in the background, the percussion is lighter; More crushed, higher sounds come to the forefront. Their development is less stealthy and more overtly gradual before dropping off when necessary. If “Feather” sits somewhere around mid-pitch, then “Wittering Mole Mix” sounds high-pitched.

“Ginger Grass Mix” starts as though it took the ending sound of the first and twisted it around. The sound oscillates, or bubbles if you will. It’s difficult to tell if this one or the first remix holds more noise. This one certainly is more dramatic – that much is for certain.

Something sounding like shattering glass punctuate in lieu of a snare sound to great effect, whilst the rest of the percussion itself remains light, yet tense. Bass remains in the background, though with more impact. It mostly oscillates between two notes and spaces itself out.

Slowly, yet steadily “Ginger Grass Mix” builds in sound. It grows in its menace and dread, but instead of exploding, the song allows itself to trail off and fall away.

Comparatively, “Whatever is Touched Turns” is a consistently brooding affair. Sounds come in and out, but the song is more content with getting more out of spacing things apart. Bass is prominent but not constant, and sounds are thick but not suffocating. It’s the space that allows the sounds the stand out and build the mood. The song stays close to the prior three tracks. However, It’s a little bit quieter and a bit more breathing, which is what makes it a good choice for a closer.

“Feather” works well contrasting itself. The way the remixes sound allow you to hear the song from different angles (so to speak) without completely feeling like familiar territory. Finishing with “Whatever is Touched Turns”, Feather makes for a brief and satisfying collection of music. It also makes for a pleasant, worthwhile return for Scorn.

Feather is available here.

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City From the Trees

A shot taken from Balls Head.

I like the framing of this one. The plants might be a bit too dark, but it was a bit dark where I was standing.

The city is predominantly obscured, but still quite visible and present, just as it usually is from far more places than it should be.

There’s a contrast here. Maybe even a message. Not entirely certain.

This is my submission into The Lens-Artists Photo Challenge for this week.

The theme for this week is “Magical“.

The challenge is hosted by four people and cycles weekly:

Week 1 – Patti

Week 2 – Ann-Christine aka Leya

Week 3 – Amy

Week 4 – Tina

This week is hosted by Leya and next week’s will be hosted by Amy.

I recommend checking out the challenge to see how people interpret each theme.
I also recommend giving it a go.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

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Curvature

Train tracks near Waverton.

This is a bit of a duller, more muted photo.

Probably means I need to work on my light balance a bit more.

I think it helps to get across the idea of it being overcast, but there’s probably better ways to achieve the same thing.

I like how the tracks curve and how, among the plants there are a few buildings peeping out. The tracks are clear but disappear behind the plants, and the buildings seem unable to get away from them either.

This is my submission into Leanne Cole‘s photo challenge for this week.

The theme for this one is “Travel”.

Whilst not the most prominent feature of the photo, I think the Sydney Harbour Bridge makes this photo count.

I suggest checking out Leanne’s photography, as well as checking out what other people submit into the challenge.

You can find the challenges here.

I hope you enjoy.

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