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Mt Warning across the Tweed River from Tumbulgum.

Mt Warning across the Tweed River from Tumbulgum.

A Tranquil Trip.

Another view of Mt Warning from Tumbulgum.

Another view of Mt Warning from Tumbulgum.

For our friend June’s birthday we decided to take her and her husband for a scenic drive and lunch. That is what we did for Rex’s birthday and we all enjoyed that. Pauline did the organising, we are fortunate having Pauline and living in the midst of a scenic wonderland.

A tree on the green strip between the river and the road at Tumbulgum.

A tree on the green strip between the river and the road at Tumbulgum.

It was a perfect day but that’s what they say about this area one day sunny the next day perfect. We headed south across the border turning off the highway to drive beside the Tweed River to our first stop at Tumbulgum.

Looking from the river the Tumbulgum Tavern.

Looking from the river the Tumbulgum Tavern.

The Tumbulgum Tavern was established in 1887 it was the regions first unlicensed grog shop providing for the Red Cedar timber cutters. It is now licensed, still serving up refreshments but to far different type of person.

Photo displayed in Murwillbah regional museum.

Photo displayed in Murwillumbah regional museum.

This is not to be missed.

This is not to be missed.

Passing the fields of sugar cane and the processing plant is a beautiful drive. The steam billowing from the chimney of the plant in puffy, white, swirling clouds against the clear blue sky is a fascinating sight. We parked at Murwillumbah Visitors Information Centre, this is one of the best Information Centres in Australia and they are all good. On our trip around Australia the first thing we would look for was the big blue ‘i’ leading to the local Visitors Information.

From the Information car park, note steam from sugar processing plant.

From the Information car park, note steam from sugar processing plant.

My photos only give you an idea of how good the Murwillumbah visitor’s information centre is.

There is a 360 view from Mt warning covering the 4 walls of one room.

There is a 360 view from Mt warning covering the 4 walls of one room.

What makes it special is the Caldera Art Gallery. You may not be able to visit but I urge you to click this link.

http://calderaart.org.au/gallery.html

We were fortunate in having the resident artist to show us around. He was a busy man but I got him to pose with his latest painting.

Then we had a leisurely browse around. Watching the videos and soaking up information on the area, it is really a wonder-land.

The Hippies icon and we are not far from Nimbin.

The Hippies icon and we are not far from Nimbin.

https://jacksjottings.wordpress.com/2013/04/25/nimbin-no-alcohol-needed/

We enquire about places to have lunch.

Information with a smile.

Information with a smile.

If one had more time a hike to lunch at the Rainforest Cafe in Mt Warning National Park would have been enjoyable.

Walkers working up an appetite at the entrance to café.

Walkers working up an appetite at the entrance to café.

The cafe is in 6 hectares of rustic gardens where you can sit at secluded tables by a calming stream. That makes waiting for your meal a pleasure if I did not have friends for company I could quietly meditate here.

The fruit is about half ready.

The fruit is about half ready.

We each chose different meals and savoured the delicious taste and enjoyed the whole experience. The authors of the book ‘The Happiness Hypotheses,’  did a survey and found that having a meal with friends is one of the most enjoyable things we can do. With this exquisite food in natures tropical garden we feel the ‘Force’ is with us or perhaps we are blessed.

One can dine by the stream.

One can dine by the stream.

I thought we will have to bring our next visitors out to this cafe there is so much to enjoy around what is referred to as the scenic rim. Link to the café,

http://www.tripadvisor.com.au/Restaurant_Review-g1162426-d3618615-Reviews-Rainforest_Cafe_Mount_Warning_National_Park-Uki_New_South_Wales.html

Ordering lunch to be served in the garden.

Ordering lunch to be served in the garden.

It was all formed by volcanic action 23 million years ago. The bubbling lava formed geodes that can still be found in the streams. These gem stones are known as Thunder eggs and can be cut with a Diamond saw and polished.

Thunder eggs on display at Murwillumbah museum.

Thunder eggs on display at Murwillumbah museum.

Back to sightseeing, we visited the Tweed Regional Museum back in Murwillumbah. I found some interesting things about the past history of local people.

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This was not much recognition for the original owners.

This was not much recognition for the original owners.

Insightful of how life was for those pioneers and the indigenous people.

We do not know what pain is.

We do not know what pain is.

We enjoyed walking once more in Murwillumbah as it is one of those towns that has not been swallowed up by the modern trend. It is a reminder of our childhood and youthful days. And appropriate for our generation to have a birthday outing.

Lovely old house and magnificent tree.

Lovely old house and magnificent tree.

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Our bikes stand by while engines are refuelling.

Our bikes stand by while engines are refuelling.

 Just Have a Go.

Zeebra will agree with this in her “time out for art”

First Wwoofing place, frame from po. shop.

First Wwoofing place, frame from op. shop.

  “You are not going to post that rubbish?” My ego enquired,

“Why not?”

“Your grandkids can do better drawings and the photos are just snap shots.”

“Because I am not a genius you would have me doing nothing but sit around watching TV. I am not hurting anyone enjoying a pastime, people with no mobile phone to play with would be left twiddling their thumbs and getting up tight and impatient. “

Keeping up with the news.

Keeping up with the news.

So why not show other people that they do not need an expensive toy or talent to look at the wonderful world around them. Matt Groening did not let it stop him while he was waiting, he drew Bart Simpson. I enjoy the lulls in life, instead of getting impatient, I draw and it is relaxing and takes my mind off myself. Even when you have some discomfort the diversion will take your mind off what is ailing you.

I am on the bus, what are you doing.

I am on the bus, what are you doing.

My sketching is not for other people, it is for my enjoyment. Critics can knock it, that is no problem, as long as the comments are constructive, I can learn from criticism and if it is intended to upset me I can laugh at it. Then like a gift that is not accepted, it will remain with the giver. Dale Carnegie said “When someone hands you a lemon, make lemonade.” Your friends will not knock your efforts, at the worst they may have a laugh and laughter is good. When the first baby laughed, that was the beginning of fairies, according Peter Pan.

I am on the bus too, I didn't see you get on.

I am on the bus too, I didn’t see you get on.

My sketching helps my memory; I can recall details of places and things after sketching them. Like photos they are good to look back on, but you can add a bit of yourself in a drawing, a camera just shows the facts; the artist is at liberty to alter the composition, leave things out or add in. When I say artist I am including myself, because if I don’t, no one else will. Yes an artist can distort, or get really abstract.

An old wooden recycled frame, not plastic.

An old wooden recycled frame, not plastic.

Drawing is like playing the ukulele, the more you practice the better you get. It is that way with most things. I say most things but I can’t think of anything that doesn’t improve with practice. It may take a lot of time and practice so the sooner you start the better. That is my biggest fault I started too late. I let my ego get in the way of a lot of things when I was young. Thinking I might look silly or it was not masculine. Groucho Marks did not worry about being silly and John Wayne is dead, so don’t be shy, have a go.

She went two stops, but it was too far to walk.

She went only two stops, but it was too far for her to walk.

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Opportunity Knocks.

Denise Kirk's calling card.

Denise Kirk’s calling card.

PC Problems Bring Opportunities.

Stay calm, put the jug on for a cup of tea.

Stay calm, put the jug on for a cup of tea.

I am not Robinson Crusoe, you have all been marooned, cut off from the cyber space world  by a computer glitche.
This creates no real problem, unless you are not relying on your PC for your living.

Waiting for the bus.

Waiting for the bus.

As a mater of fact it did me a favour.
I got back into enjoying some basic activities.
One was my art, I will never be a Leonardo but that does not matter. What matters is it is a relaxing pass time that opens ones eyes to the natural wonders surrounding us.

A reminder not to have too many cakes with your cup of tea.

A reminder not to have too many cakes with your cup of tea.

Pauline was inspired to try her hand at drawing, when she saw, how a small pad and box of pencils could keep me amused while waiting on delayed transport and like situations.
With free time we joined an art group. The teacher Denise Kirk has for 35 years been teaching people how to really see the world around them.

154 pages of enjoyment.

154 pages of enjoyment.

An ex commercial artist who has written and illustrated a book, called Art Workshop. This book teaches one how to draw and paint. It is a well written book that contains wisdom quite beyond a mere art book.
It motivates ones to observe beauty in the every day common place things we have come to disregard.

See the improvement already.

See the improvement already.

In a light-hearted way we are taught to see again with the fresh eyes of a child.
Computers are wonderful but like all the fantastic inventions they have a tendency to take over our life. We no longer have time for the simple enjoyment of hands on activity.

This post is appropriate for Zeebra’s post Time Out For Art. Lisa is another inspirational artist.

You don't need glasses to see I am having fun.

You don’t need glasses to see I am having fun.

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Great pictures in side and out side Murwillumbah Art Gallery.

Great pictures in side and out side Murwillumbah Art Gallery.

A Fantastic Art Gallery.

The food and the views are great at the café.

The food and the views are great at the café.

You don’t have to die to go to heaven I am in heaven, live and pumping. I am back home on the Gold Coast biking down to the beach. There is about 20 km in  both directions from Burleigh of flat bike track adjacent to a string of beaches. I have been about six months without my pushbike and it is good to be back in the saddle and visiting my favourite gym just across the road from Burleigh beach.
There are beaches from Surfers Paradise, a tourist play ground, to Coolangatta and further on north and south.

This post is in the Tweed Valley a short drive from the beaches.

This house is in the Tweed Valley a short drive from the beaches.

It is call the Gold Coast because of the golden sand, or is it because of the bustling entertainment and commercial interest there.
This is the best of both worlds the American style theme parks and then there is the lush hinterland rain forest, the high escarpment has beautiful views of the coast.
It is only a short drive to Tweed with its lush World Heritage rain forests and dramatic mountain ranges and more unspoiled world-famous surfing point breaks beaches.

This spider has a wonderful view through a gallery window.

This spider has a wonderful view through a gallery window.

Journey along the road less travelled pass by tranquil waterways cane fields and dairy farms to picturesque little towns supporting art and craft community’s, it is a lifestyle choice that brings people to  live here.

This is hands on art.

This is hands on art.

Yesterday we, with friends, visited a remarkable art gallery nestled in the beautiful Tweed Valley. Visit Pauline’s blog to get a detailed view of this gallery.

As usual I got carried away, inspired by the project. I joined in the fun like all the other children.

I was feeling so inspired, encouraged by our two, too kind friends while waiting for lunch, I did some sketching.  Also for inspiration see Zeebra post for inspirational people.

Ball point on back of menu, some cappuccino wash.

Ball point on back of menu, some cappuccino wash.

We are now planning to do some trips back into the area to practice our art. As June is very talented and as you probably know Pauline has created some really beautiful paintings. As for Rex we will supply him with the equipment and we may get a surprise.
I will keep you posted and so will our pommepal.

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A view of Sydney Harbour, CBD, bridge and all.

A view of Sydney Harbour, CBD, bridge and all.

On top of the world.

The Hawkesbury area North of Sydney.

The Hawkesbury area North of Sydney.

We departed the house we were minding in Canberra. Our flight plans did not coincide with our hosts. We left a day before they got back, it would have been nice to welcome them home but they would probably be tired and Peter was happy to mind Millie the dog and would drive us to the airport and pick up his daughter and family next day.

Wonder Woman at Work.

Wonder Woman at Work.

We were grateful for this and the enjoyable stay.

Flowering plants multiply flowers die.

Flowering plants multiply flowers die.

Pauline and I wanted to make it a warm welcome for their arrival home. Pauline Added the feminine touch to our tidy up. I know they will be happy just to be home with familiar things.

A statue at Canberra Air Port.

A statue at Canberra Air Port.

Our trip home went well only minor flight delays. That allowed me to take some photos at the airport, of sculptures, people and windows. I have plenty of photos for the Lingering Look at Windows, blog.

Best to be early.

Best to be early.

If I get organised, Pauline can tell you I just go with the flow. I am not saying I let Pauline do it all. What I am trying to say is I fit in with the inevitable changing my plans to suit prevailing conditions.

Tasteful wall decorations.

Tasteful wall decorations.

 This post is about the beauty of things that are a source of joy like flying home. Flying is always exciting providing we do not let it become stressful. Impatient to get there is a spoiler of any journey. If you have a delay there are lots of things to do.

Beautiful people.

Beautiful people to talk to.

You could walk and look at the unfamiliar surroundings. Walking is a good idea as you are going to be sitting while in flight. Observe the diverse range of people, note their dress, their moods and just watch all the activity.

Happy travellers.

Happy travellers.

 We love our home with its beautiful garden. There are no gardens liked it in our area. High fences and walls are the fashion and every inch packed with large expensive housing. If there is any garden at all it is low maintenance manicured and sterile. Nature is not welcome with chlorine in the pool instead of fish and water lilies.

Stop over at Sydney.

Stop over at Sydney.

If there is a fish pond it is not balanced naturally air pumps keep it oxygenated. Everything has to be pumped up artificially. Pauline and I have our beautiful oasis we have the best of both worlds at Burleigh.

Pauline in our back garden.

Pauline in our back garden.

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Why would this window interest a vegetarian?

Why would this window interest a vegetarian?

 I have not done a post for ‘Lingering Look at Windows’ for a while. But I have accumulated some photos  of windows, I will show you.

Turret windows.

Turret windows in an old shop.

When out with the camera I have a lot of thoughts on photography.  I used to take snap shots to show to family and friends. That was back when we kept photo albums and had to pay for film and developing and printing. I soon realised I was wasting my money, people are bored looking at your photo. For my own sake I still wanted to record the interesting things I saw and did. So I would just sketch to supplement my diary.  I used to really enjoy drawing. I would draw to fill waiting time, I suppose I could have just relaxed and meditated on breath. When you sketch your mind is focused, so it is like meditation. I suppose any thing can be like meditation if you are interested and in the ‘now’ that Eckhart Tolle talks about. Every thing has changed since I got hooked on digital photography. Let me show you.

From the top of Parliament house.

From the top of Parliament house.

This photo was from the roof of Parliament house just below the flag pole mounted on  a-frame columns that allows the flag to be seen for miles. From the roof you can also see for miles. You can see Telstra tower from here and the windows surrounding the court-yard garden. To show it all in one photo as if you were there and keep it interesting. The angles and squares to me make it interesting. Let me know if I succeeded.

A pyramid of windows.

A pyramid of windows.

Note the reflection of the a-frame supporting the flag pole. I like reflections and to show things from a different perspective. To me this is what life is all about, doing what you enjoy regardless of what the crowd think.

The pyramid of windows.

The pyramid of windows.

On the floor below we get another view. I like the angles surrounding the pyramid of angles. They complement each other, Canberra has some wonderful architecture. Melbourne art gallery in Federation Square was another memorable building I enjoyed.

You can see how I like odd angles.

You can see how I like odd angles.

   I like these windows the old lamp and the chimneys and all those angles delight my eye. I get a lot of enjoyment from my digital camera. The joy I used to get from drawing, the camera is just too easy. Drawing you really learn perspective and composition.

A charming old house in Goulbourn.

A charming old house in Goulburn.

 The negative shape of the sky and the nostalgic subject matter is what I like about this photo. The old familiar memories from child hood. We had no fantastic, modern structures then.

Note the cross in the window.

Note the cross in the window.

We did have, and still do have, those incredible cathedrals. Religious architecture of all faiths is superb, be it a mosque, temple or cathedral they are all beautiful and good places to find peace and quiet. I enjoy them all and belong to none. The above photo, I hope, draws your attention to the small and beautiful that is often over-shadowed by the magnificence surrounding it. The small things in life are what bring contentment to the appreciative.

A small Daffodil.

Three  small Daffodils.

Sometimes the small like to show off, I do not mind when they are daffodils. They do overwhelm the windows. This is not a good photo of windows. But it redeems itself as a pleasant photo, I think.

Simply a window.

Simply a window.

This is a photo of a window, no mistake about that. The thing I personally like about this window is the pattern in the glass. If you are interested I also have a post featuring some of my drawings. Reflections on windows. the drawing with the caption ‘Old Glass drawing to match the leaves.’ features this glass. This glass was used in the windows of my aunties bungalow by the ocean, where I spent happy childhood holidays. That was back around the beginning of the 40’s.

More reflections.

More reflections.

Craft-men built houses in those old times and took pride in what they were doing .

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What is name  this rose?

What is the name of this rose?

What’s In a Name?

Known to no one Jack plays for fun.

Known to no one Jack plays for fun.

Jack Caldwell is an ordinary name for an ordinary person. I can work and make this name into a name of acclaim and transform my ordinary self into an extraordinary person.  With hard work and perseverance, I have been told anyone can achieve this. It is this well-trodden path that many people choose, to make their name of acclaim.

Sam Baroo would play for you.

Sam Baroo would play for you.

Do I want to join the jostling crowd clawing their way to an inevitable end, no my friend. I do not want to look back down the steep, rugged trail to see a joyless journey. I would rather sing and dance, love and romance, in tune with the song of a bird. Painting a picture of contentment I can then depart without resentment.

With much more talent than Jack.

With much more talent than Jack.

To make a name for myself I will use imagination and make my own name by lateral thinking. From all the heroes of the past the name I choose must outlast, withstanding the test of time, a name outstanding, and sublime. I have the phone book in my grasp but all the names appear ordinary. No name that rings a bell that will resound to waken everyone around, a peal that is appealing bringing forth a joyous feeling. This name must chime throughout the land a name so wondrous and grand.

Still most people never look back.

Still most people never look back.

I will graffiti my words, every place one must visit, and sign my signature for all to see, so everyone will remember me. Words of wisdom I will write, you will recall them late at night, to fill your dreams of wondrous things. I will paint my way every day, in every alley and walkway. Signing my name for all to see and you will remember me, for my pictures and calligraphy.  As I travel far and wide my music will be heard it will inspire happiness and dance. I will sing and play my ukulele, when you hear my music, you will give credit to my pseudonym, and say Sam Baroo the incredible, plain Jack will be forgotten. There will be no ‘play it again Sam’.

This is not Casablanca, no one says Play it again Sam..

This is not Casablanca, no one says Play it again Sam..

Without a self I will have no ego, no driving force to goad me on, I will live in peace and contentment. Let Sam Baroo take all the credit. His fame will not be ever lasting time conquers all in passing and nothing is permanent.

Jack paints but never expects to be hung.

Jack paints but never expects to be hung.

Stand centre stage Sam ‘as you like it’ take your bows while Jack stands in the wings enjoying the performance. “All the worlds a stage”, said Jack.  Sam’s teeth, Sam’s eyes, Sam’s everything.

My kind of advertising.

My kind of advertising.

 A new type of rose could be called Sam Baroo. I wonder how many varieties of roses there were in Shakespeare days. It sounds like they all had the same sweet smell, but one named Montague was a problem;

Juliet had no aversion, “Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. “What’s Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot, nor arm, nor face, nor any other part belonging to a man.”

This prompts me to say, “Where does that leave you Sam Baroo?”

A beautiful rose fits all occasions, both happy and sad.

A beautiful rose fits all occasions, both happy and sad.

Juliet would say, “O, be some other name! What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet;”

Could this be the daughter of Al Martino's Painted Tainted Rose.

Could this be the daughter of Al Martino’s Painted Tainted Rose.

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To see from a lookout you miss the intimate detail.

To see from a lookout you miss the intimate detail.

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You have to look to see.

You cannot see how productive this land is from a car.

You cannot see how productive this land is from a car.

The renowned Western Australian wild flowers were at their best, after a wet season, three years ago on our last visit. Last week was the first significant rain they have had for two years in the area. The sky is now clear blue and the red dust is all caked and settled. Pauline is ready to roam the travel bugs are biting making her restless.

Slow up and see up close there is more than wild flowers.

Slow up and see up close there is more than wild flowers.

 There is a nice scenic drive from Geraldton, on the Chapman Valley Road, through the grain-growing area to Nabawa then on to the old town of Northampton. The brochure called it ‘The valley of natural charm.’ When the wild flowers are blooming, any city slicker would agree, even doing the legal speed limit of 110 km/hr., one cannot help but notice the colourful flowers.

A White Gum by the road.

A White Gum by the road.

There is a sign look-out, we take the rutted, washed out side track. Did we misinterpret that ‘look out’ sign? Pauline negotiates the rough and gets us safely to a plateau high above the road. It is a good view but quite a challenge to photograph.  The land has had a hard, hot and dry two years, we see tortured trees and acres of parched land, it is difficult to imagine waving wheat fields. Yet Geraldton is the second largest exporter of wheat in Australia.  Lupins and legume crops are also grown here.

Wouldn't this make a lovely painting.

Wouldn’t this make a lovely painting.

We stop to look at a little Anglican Church, it is closed, looks like it has not done much of the Lord’s business for a long time. Today we appreciate its beauty and the dedication the builders put into it. Man does some of his most wonderful works when religiously inspired and also some of his worst acts in the name of his religion.

Parked at the museum.

Parked at the museum.

 We find a nice place to park, in the shade of one of the old White Gums, at the Chapman Valley Museum, where the sign said open, but the doors were closed. We could see the old farm machinery, but I was more interested in the gum nuts. I love to see the trees in blossom, but nuts fascinate me. With their vast variety of shapes and patterns and the way they look silhouetted against the sky.

The shadow of the fence and the aged White Gums with the old Toyota parked, I thought made a good photo. How could I show their character and how these trees spoke to me of years of the weathers hard extremes endured to be shade for man and a home for a diverse range of creatures, birds and animals?

Let me show you natures inspiring abstract art

 and some creatures that find a home under the pealing bark.

Home and shelter to some a work of art to others.

Home and shelter to some a work of art to others.

 When the gum tree is injured it bleeds red sap that dries like red gem stones. I cannot show you, I can only point. You must look to see the wonders of nature. Slow down, the speed of modern life distracts us from much of natures gifts. You have to take the time to look, to see and not be distracted.

Time seems to pass quickly when you are interested. I removed a small piece of bark to see if anything was there. Surprise! A host of stink bugs scurried off. They were not easy to photo using macro, it did not matter if they were blurred, haste always blurs things, and the patterns and colour of the bark was so nice. I was having fun.

Then Pauline from the wagon said. “I am ready when you are.”  Once that may have excited me, but now it only roused me from my flirtation with Mother Nature.

Northampton has a lot of history with the lead mining and the building of the first public railway in WA. running from Northampton to Geraldton. The Church and convent are impressive buildings. I will leave them for Pauline’s blog. What interested me was the Family Store built in 1910 and still hardly changed from the stores I remember as child, thanks to the elderly couple running it.

Where is Mrs Wally?

Can you find Mrs Wally?

A room behind the store displayed the best collection of old sewing machines I have ever seen. We had only $1 in small change to put in the donation jar. In the store there was a wide array of merchandise on display. There was a sparkly coloured glass crystal necklace winking at me and asking me for $20. I did not need it, or want it, still I bought it. There are always times when a birthday is forgotten, it is handy to have some nice trinket on hand.

My mother had a 'Singer' like this.

My mother had a ‘Singer’ like this.

The owner said “You know this is not an antique, I bought it in Perth last week, do you still want it?” “No I do not want it, I am only buying it to see you smile and I would like to take your photo.”

The necklace and an ethical sales man.

The necklace and an ethical sales man.

 As the sun sank slowly in the west we arrived back home completing a round trip. To down load our photos and see how much of the day we have successfully captured.  Only a memory of some of what one can see if one looks.

He is not Love bug.

He is not a Love bug.

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Thailand memory.

Thailand memory.

Reflecting on Windows

Old glass to match foliage.

Old glass to match foliage.

 

Keeping a dairy was necessary when I was promoted from playing the game I loved, to being in charge. A fun way of earning a living became a responsibility. Maybe it was for the best, because walking around up on the steel, where the birds perch, is a young man’s job. I did not like writing a diary and reports; I had to have a dictionary in one hand and a pen in the other. It turned out it was not a bad thing, as my vocabulary increased and my English improved. Keeping a diary became a habit.

First sketch of window inspiration. .

First sketch of window inspiration. .

When I travelled I had a record, as this was my personal diary, I did not have to use a dictionary and could do a few drawings instead of words. Pictures really are worth a lot of words. I entered all kinds of ideas and notes, anything that took my fancy as entertaining, worthwhile or wise.

Carried further ink and a splash of colour.

Carried further ink and a splash of colour.

When waiting for transport, or any occasion when time was dragging, out would come my diary, or whatever was at hand, and I would draw something. This drawing was a habit I formed that has now been replaced by the digital camera habit. I still have many of these diaries now, or as I have come to call them “Jack’s Jottings”.

Pastel on brown paper bag.

Pastel on brown paper bag.

Going through the archives of “Jack’s Jottings” I found these sketches. I thought them suitable for the “Lingering look at  windows” and timeout for art challenges. The window with the old glass and the curtains blowing was drawn in a little place Pauline and I shared at Stradbroke Island. The other window drawings were done in Roma Street backpackers in Brisbane. The drawings bring it all back, not much of a view, but that was the challenge, to make something of it. When you draw you notice things you would normally over look. I noticed those reflections in the high rise building. Then the imagination went into top gear. Ever since drawing those reflections I have been hooked on reflections, noticing them everywhere. Nature is the best artist.

The camera gets in on the act, to see how it actually looks.

The camera gets in on the act, to see how it actually looks.

For me doing art work is only a way to pass the time and make me more aware of the wondrous beauty all around me.

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 The art of enjoyment.

Rosny Cottage front view.

Rosny Cottage front view.

 

I avoid work yet I have got a lot done. I rarely ever toiled doing something I do not want to do. I have played all my life. As boy I enjoyed helping my mother on our poultry farm. It was a pleasure feeding the fouls. Chickens are a joy to look after. On cold nights our chickens were kept warmed by the heat of an oil lamp. It was nice and warm in the brooder shed and Mum let me sleep in there so I could stop those fluffy yellow chickens from huddling and crushing up too close to keep warm.

 

Rosny Cottage as sketched no inhansment.

Rosny Cottage as sketched no enhancement.

I was not all that happy about school education. I only did seven years interrupted by as many excuses as I could find. I liked the social side of school as I was the biggest boy in my class consequently I never experienced any bullying.

Back view and a seat to use while drawing.

Back view and a seat to use while drawing.

My first steady job was in a bakery that was a nice job the smell of bread baking is one of my favourite smells.  Up early you never miss a sun rise, and that is a good habit to get into, baking completed you have plenty of daylight left to play.

Back view artistic licence taken with stone wall.

Back view artistic licence taken with stone wall.

Then I found a livelihood I loved and Rigging became my game. Before the safety regulations, now carried to extremes, spoiling a challenging job. When a man could climb around on the steel without being unencumbered by a safety belt and ride the crane hook I enjoyed being a dare-devil now the young have to do things that endanger others to get their buzz.

Photo of sketch no enhancement.

Photo of sketch no enhancement.

What I am getting around to saying is, “Find something you like doing and you never have to work for a living.” Rigging was my game out in the fresh air getting good exercise and some excitement and being paid to do it. When I becoming an overseer I enjoyed passing on easy safe ways to get the job done. I held classes on wet down time days, making them into productive days.

Some P C help.

Some P C help.

Art, if you can call what I do art, is just another game I playing with the things available at hand, in the now absorbed in art. Let me show you the fun I had with my drawing, for me it is all learning.

Sketched with 4B and 8B.

Sketched with 4B and 8B.

I learn to be more observant trying to record what is before me with a simple sketch pad and pencils. You can use all the range if you like. From H being hard to B black softer and darker to B 8 there is no end to how you can play and learn. I play with whatever is at hand.

Flowers inhabced.

Flowers enhanced.

Without a printer I used my camera to convert my sketch to the computer. Now the fun starts it needs a bit of contrast, Photoshop is used.

Then why not have a game with the other tools available, learn what these graphic designers use to make their advertising look irresistible.

Added enhancement, same drawing.

Added enhancement, same drawing.

Explore more with the yellow and green highlighter pencils could give my flower a lift, may be?

Colour added with high lighters.

Colour added with high lighters.

Now that prompts me to head further into unknown territory. Why not, what is life for but to try to puzzle out, appreciate and enjoy.

Potoshop fun my art all done..

Photoshop fun my art all done..

     Thanks Lisa for the opportunity to offer some ideas for Time out for art.

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