The totally convinced and the totally stupid have too much in common for the resemblance to be accidental.

Lineup. East Derwent Highway, the Lindisfarne/Geilston Bay border. September 2013.

Theme Thursday?

FASCINATION?

Words. Birds. Long dead musicians. Colours. Directions. Computer games. Memories memories memories memories memories memories.

Noise.

Silence.

Space. Space. Space.

Peace and aggression.

Comments

Mrsupole said…

Hi Kris,

I definitely like your list of fascinating things, especially the title. Maybe you are right in that if someone is totally convinced about some things then maybe they are kinda stupid but then again stupid is as stupid does. You will never totally convince some people that they are stupid or what they are doing is stupid.

And where there is aggression there can never truly be peace. Ah but silence can sometimes be so nice and memories are definitely fascinating.

Happy Theme Thursday and I hope you have another great weekend exploring. You all seem to go to the most fascinating places and I really enjoy seeing the pictures. The boys are growing so fast.

God bless.

19 September 2013 at 20:49

Kris McCracken said…

I'm going to have to work out what to do this coming weekend. The weather looks like clearing up by Sunday.

26 September 2013 at 19:55

Ah, Joe, you never knew the whole of it...

I still have the robot on the job. Here you can see the Tasmanian Museum and Art Gallery . And here is a poem: Soliloquy for One Dead Bruce Dawe Ah, no, Joe, you never knew the whole of it, the whistling which is only the wind in the chimney's smoking belly, the footsteps on the muddy path that are always somebody else's. I think of your limbs down there, softly becoming mineral, the life of grasses, and the old love of you thrusts the tears up into my eyes, with the family aware and looking everywhere else. Sometimes when summer is over the land, when the heat quickens the deaf timbers, and birds are thick in the plumbs again, my heart sickens, Joe, calling for the water of your voice and the gone agony of your nearness. I try hard to forget, saying: If God wills, it must be so, because of His goodness, because- but the grasshopper memory leaps in the long thicket, knowing no ease. Ah, Joe, you never knew the whole of it... I like Bruce Dawe. He just my be my favourite Austral

There was nothing left. No reason, no conscience, no understanding; even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, good or evil, right or wrong.

Here is a self portrait. I’m calling it Portrait of a lady in a dirty window . Shocking, isn’t it? However, it is apt! Samhain , Nos Galan Gaeaf , Hop-tu-Naa , All Saints , All Hallows , Hallowmas , Hallowe'en or HALLOWEEN . It’s Theme Thursday and we’re talking about the festivals traditionally held at the end of the harvest season. Huh? No wonder Australians have trouble with the concept of HALLOWEEN. For the record, in my thirty-two L O N G years on the planet, I can’t say I’ve ever seen ghosts ‘n goblins, trick ‘n treaters or Michael Myers stalking Tasmania’s streets at the end of October. [That said, I did once see a woman as pale as a ghost turning tricks that looked like Michael Myers in late November one time.] Despite the best efforts of Hollywood, sitcoms, and innumerable companies; it seems Australians are impervious to the [ahem] charms of a corporatized variant of a celebration of the end of the "lighter half" of the year and beginning of the "darke

In dreams begin responsibilities.

A life at sea, that's for me, only I just don't have the BREAD. That's right, Theme Thursday yet again and I post a photo of a yacht dicking about in Bass Strait just off Wynyard. The problem is, I am yet again stuck at work, slogging away, because I knead need the dough . My understanding is that it is the dough that makes the BREAD. And it is the BREAD that buys the yacht. On my salary though, I will be lucky to have enough dough or BREAD for a half dozen dinner rolls. Happy Theme Thursday people, sorry for the rush.

This will hurt me...

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