parish church of st cuthbert

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pietà

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sunflowers

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untitled #931 [old amersham memorial gardens, amersham, buckinghamshire, england, 2020]

reflecting upon a subject deer to my heart

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robin redbreast

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forget-me-not

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My thoughts are with everyone in Ukraine right now.

Woodland forget-me-nots

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untitled #13 [st andrew’s church, totteridge, london, england, 2021]

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untitled #17 [st andrew’s church, totteridge, london, england, 2021]

keeping my hand above water

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I looked online, but I can't find which artist created this sculpture I photographed at the Memorial Museum Passchendaele 1917 in Zonnebeke in 2014.

I will look again, but if you know/can point me in the right direction, I'll be happy to credit them.

on cloud nine

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Here's the first collage from a series that came into my mind while I was completing cut out and keep; my 100 Days Project for 2020.

I'll explain my thinking behind the idea more as I go along because this particular one doesn't best illustrate my concept for sapphic studies.

But it's an opener to the series.

Painting:
Le Sommeil (Sleep) by Gustave Courbet

dad and mum

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untitled #43 [city of london cemetery, manor park, london, england, 2011]

bosham ices

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untitled #79

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hollyhocks

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From Wikipedia: During the Victorian era, the hollyhock symbolised both ambition and fecundity in the language of flowers.

a couple of cabbage trees

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mother and child

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built on air and ghosts

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in abundance

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Hello, my friends.

The past two weeks have been heartbreaking, so I hope you forgive me for missing my usual travel-themed post on Tuesday.

I spent much of the past week or so trying to edit the photographs I have of Anthony and Anthony and me around full-time work, grieving, and an overwhelmingly small amount of sleep.

I shared a gallery I created on my website on social media shortly after the funeral. As I'm in London and the funeral was in Melbourne, I tuned in at 03:00 and finally turned in at 05:15.

I'm still in shock, and I know that will last for a while. Alongside other feelings of grief.

These flowers are Dimorphotheca ecklonis, a type of daisy. And Campanula poscharskyana, a Serbian bellflower or trailing bellflower.

I have no knowledge of the meaning of these flowers and no witty puns on their names. I enjoyed their colour and brightness after a couple of weeks of darkness. And the elongated pot felt a little like it belonged in a cemetery (though found in a garden in Rye back in 2016 that had nothing to do with death!)

Normal service will resume shortly. I promise. Thank you for bearing with me x

the only way is up

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pink petunias

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From Wikipedia: The Maya and Inca believed that the scent of petunias had the power to ward off underworld monsters and spirits. Their flower-buds were bunched together for magical drinks. According to New Age folklore, Petunias will only thrive where there is "positive energy" and will not grow in places where there is "negativity".

When given as a gift, Petunias have (in the language of flowers) two mutually exclusive meanings, symbolising on the one hand being comfortable with someone, and on the other anger and resentment.

A somewhat clichéd image, the interpretation of petunias in the language of flowers feels appropriate right now.

It's a tribute to how comfortable I felt with my friend Anthony at all times. And the anger and resentment I feel in waves (mingled with melancholy and intense, overwhelming sadness) for the fact that his life was cut short.

And so many of the comments and posts I've seen about him since he passed highlight his gentle nature, positivity and enthusiasm.

frahan from afar

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Frahan, Belgium.

gracefully insane

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