Sometimes my mind goes wondering
Bright shiny things distract it
And it goes off on a wonder
It’s like a little puppy dog 🐶
And like every small animal
Dog cat or bird…it needs training
So I do my best, to keep its eye
Instead of letting it fly high in the sky
Breaking tasks into manageable things
Before it wonders off and spreads its wings
Salford, Tuesday 15th May
Since my last episode with my IV shunt, I’ve become more appreciative of what makes a memory
the smell of cooking of an apple pie in the oven
the sound of my favourite music 🎶 on the wireless
the feel of my iwm fleece, that I wear when volunteering
All these things meet up in the information store in my brain where those clever little neutrons in my head store them for future reference in this vast library 📚 of learning. There’s two other sections of this library, one holds a giant encyclopaedia of facts……the semantic section, whilst the other contains a multimedia extravaganza, full of music, pictures, film, tv and photographs
now since my shunt was revised, there’s been a bit of a mess in the semantic section, and it’s sister branch the episodic section….which holds memories of events and such. It’s not that I’ve completely forgotten about certain things, I just have to go back a few pages to remind myself of things
photographs help. Show me a photo of a place I’d been at and I’d be able to tell you the who the where and when the photo was taken. It’s probably the reason I’ve taken an interest in using a digital camera, for a visual cue usually triggers a memory of an event
and of course there’s the memory aids – Those colourful notebooks full of my random thoughts and scribbles. Now i’ve set myself up on wordpress i’ll occasionally share the ramblings of what i’ve picked up in the day, but it always pays to go back to the source – even if it is to source out that chocolate cake recipe i picked up in cooking demos.
Salford 13th March 2018
Over the last few days i’ve been taking part in a photographic challenge
#challenge30 involved taking pictures with my trusty second hand Nikon DSLR camera on thirty subjects – each with their own unique title.
i particularly enjoyed taking photos from an abstract view, changing simple items into something else.
The pictures have been stored on a gallery on flickr’s website and you’ll find them here
It’s quite amazing the effects you get when you concentrate on something
Turn on a humble lightbulb and point your camera at it
Reminding yourself (of course) to knock the flash off
If the camera has a mind – it was certainly concentrated on this as i moved about the bulb
Capturing the light – like a genie in the bottle
#CFFC #LetterJ #BASIC
A couple of photos taken from sessions at BASIC Clicks, the photography group i belong to at the Brain and Spinal injury centre in Salford
for starters – here’s the Jaguar .
And here’s some pics of some Jam (Raspberry) and Lemon curd, common thread ? all items were photographed at BASIC. The Jams were made at Food for Thought, BASICs Cafe – they’re tasty on a piece of toast or a crumpet!
Brain and Spinal Injury Centre, Salford
20th October 2017
Returned to the home of BASIC Clicks to create some lit up photography
here’s my favourite shots
The portacabin was dark during the creation of these shots
Cameras – Sony DSC – H300, Nikon D3100
Equipment – Backcloths (Dark), Tripods, Seashells, Glass Ball, Fairy lights
Salford 21st September
One of Inky’s better known works, about a feathered resident of Salford Quays Waterside and Manchester ship canal. Anyone is free to read this – but if you wish to re-use please contact me – thanks!
The Heron stands perched,
In the middle of the bay
Dreaming of fish, a stones drop away.
He stares at a red bridge, and buildings of glass
Thinking of morsels, he will amass.
Balanced precariously, on a bright orange ball,
He dreams of fish, and tries not to fall.
Flapping his feathers, and drying off rain.
He ponders of Fish, again and again.
Geese making noises, as they fly all around
The Heron does nothing but stand his ground.
Flapping his wings on the orange coloured buoy,
A sea trout or carp is his favourite joy.
Lights gather round the watery hole,
A moonlit supper our flying hero’s goal.
No salt or pepper, or toad in the hole
He dives for his fish and swallows it whole!
Salford 18th September
Poem borrowed from my page at Allpoetry.com
A tale a bit crafty, a bit religious, but all by me
Artwork created at Craft Sessions at Brain & Spinal Injury Charity in Salford.
As the Sun comes up,
its light shines through
the panels of coloured glass
angling the now coloured light
painting a picture,
of scenes on a floor
And as the sun shines,
through that brightly coloured window
reds cast with yellows
and greens cast with blues
as molten lead holds on tightly,
keeping the picture alive
14th September 2017
Today i’ve had my hands in the soapsuds helping out at BASICs Cafe, Food for thought.
I’ve also been assisting in helping to run a poetry workshop in the conservatory.
we discussed what makes a poem and the different kinds of poem you could write
covering everything from Rhymes to Acrostics, Haikus to San-sans
