Picture 1 is a perky young Thrush (I hope) who stood still long enough to be photographed through the kitchen window. I've noticed that, in between moving very fast, they stand stock-still for ages. I suspect that she (hopefully, again) could see me through the window and wondered what I was about. Anthropomorphing like mad. Me that is, not the bird.A cold day and we had everything from sun, through showers, to heavy sleet and all with a strong blustery wind. TJ was to pick Y up and take her to Sherwood for the 'mothers' day' celebrations and as they weren't eating till this evening she plans to 'sleepover', meet Joan for lunch and then I'll collect her from Tracy's sometime in the late afternoon..
My day at the RPS was super and even better than I could have expected. Geoff Watts in the morning session was interesting with his work about the closure of factories, culminating in the closure of Raleigh on Triumph Road. He had many weeks of access to the production line and so won the confidence of the workpeople that his resultant pictures are of historic significance.
The afternoon was John Blakemore Hon FRPS and his pictures were stunning. He is a black & white man at heart but really an 'artist' working in the medium of photography. He also has a lot of 'the poet' about him. "Daffodils stand to attention but the tulip is a gestural flower" he says.All his prints were beautifully presented and, as I said yesterday, he has an international reputation. I feel I learnt such a lot, even though I don't aim to resume monochrome. One thing he said which went straight in is "don't abandon an image to soon; without looking at it for perhaps weeks, there may be more there than you think" . He actually suggests doing an A4 print and blu-tacking it to the wall somewhere. And for digital people, don't delete stuff in the camera, wait till you see it bigger on the computer. You can't judge an image that is 2.5 inches across or less.
Sitting next to me was a very intersting chap and his wife. He is a psychiatrist working with 'art therapy' and they were both art lovers and keen RPS members and our inbetween time conversation were wide-ranging. I was 'virtuous' in the matter of buffet lunch and had tea and coffee without a single biscuit. No walk today, the weather isn't fit anyway. Perhaps tomorrow.
Jill sounds as if she has had a busy day. 14 people ! I thought on Mothers' Day the mother's role was 'feet up with a stiff gin & tonic'. Bet it was fun though; families are, even if they cause worries.
I'm going to try an early night but prolly won't sleep well. Brain still too busy
p.s thanks 'anonymous' for pointing our that 'truant' doesn't end with an 'n'. 'Truant' was correct; it was 'monorail' which produced the 'n' that was wrong. It must have been 'motorail we guess !
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What a lovely bod.
I am no expert but think it is probably a Missel Thrush. They are a bigger brighter and bolder bird than than the Song Thrush and were also referred to, by my father, as Storm Cocks, being supposed to predict bad weather.
Like all the attractive thrush family they carry the unfortunate family name Turdus.
I thought at first you meant that Yvonne had been to Sherwood Forest.
Stephanie’s 'Mothers’ Day' treat was a picnic in Clumber Park – i am told that both she and Jessica enjoyed it!
Apparently I have been doing something right! I have never deleted pictures from the camera before downloading, mainly because I have never seen a need to bother finding out how to do it.
I don’t even understand the symbols (on the twiddly thing) for different sorts of subjects, viz:
There is a P which perhaps means ‘Please use this all the time’; a crescent which may be for taking pictures of the moon; a little head with a crescent which could be for photos of Muslims (but their religion forbids the taking of images); a flame for photos by candlelight; a palm tree for Oasis and other pop groups (and more Muslims?); two pyramids for pictures of Ompton Waterworks (and more Muslims?); a black person and a white person for multiracial pictures (it makes everything yellow and out of focus); a bed for pornography; an Ace for pictures of poker games; and a green camera for ecologically correct photography.
I am fortunate that I know where the Power switch is and the Shutter Release (although I cannot get the hang of this double pressure thing which I managed all right with the Lee-Enfield 303).
I am a 1959 Beetle man at heart – no water, no oil (except when it needed changing), no petrol gauge. Just three pedals and a wheel at each corner – great!.
Did anyone apart from myself see Kombat Opera at 10.00 o’clock Sunday night (BBC2)? Or was everyone else watching Billie Piper.
KO was a scurrilous satire (funny and disgusting) about Nottingham, City of Drunks.
Someone is bound to complain – probably Novacastrians at the loss of their title.
Yes looks like a mistle thrush to me too. Lovely bird but I prefer the song thrush as it sings so beautifully.
Did you solve your crossword?
I thought it was a missel thrush too - a song thrush is more of a mid-brown, and the spots on its tummy are not so bright as the one in your photograph. And it was right about the weather.
I did have the 'stiff gin and tonic' before they all arrived, and it was feet up with another one after they had left..... With champagne in the middle - probably why I drifted off in 'Mansfield Park' - it annoyed me, these things often do. But the DTel. loved it! Don't you believe it.
Loved Bungus's description of the symbols on his camera - have much the same sort of thing on mine, have only learned two of them!
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