Poor Tom’s a-cold
William Shakespeare – King Lear Act 3 Scene 4 the blasted heath
Tom’s a-cold,– O, do de, do de, do de. Bless thee from whirlwinds, star-blasting, and taking! Do poor Tom some charity, whom the foul fiend vexes: there could I have him now,–and there,–and there again, and there.
Taking the Long View
This visit to Caesar’s Camp we struck out in a different direction and got different views.
A window looking out on a little courtyard. The smears on the stuff in the window looked like hands rising up to me. The mirror in the bottom image didn’t seem to be able to reflect me, and was angled in such a way as to create a little bit of a trompe l’oeil effect with the glass bowl in the reflection different from the stone bowl in the foreground.
What happens when you extend too far into the lane.
The Blasted Heath
One suggestion at the presentation of my haiku project was to create even more simplified images. I think this one might qualify, with its few simple lines.
Tree Portrait at Dusk
Presenting my final work on the haiku project and our lecturer suggested I had further to go, particularly in continuing to simplify and abstract the images.
Written in the Branch
Leaf and Trunk Contrast
Last Leaf of the Season
Perfect for the haiku project?
Strange Purple Brambles
Safely back in the UK for a day or two, now I still have a surfeit of NY pictures to work through for the coming week or so…
Petals on a Dry Brown Bough
Another haiku candidate…? Signs of emptiness and seasonal change.
Our walk is almost over and here’s another possibility for the Pound haiku project.
By this point we had a good idea where we were but not sure how far we had to go.
Yet another candidate for the haiku project, with a sense of emptiness in the vertically protruding branches and a kind of calligraphy, as well as a strong sense of the changing season.