After a very wet winter, the garden is bouncing back. The little lobelia has self seeded itself onto the tree stump, the transplanted rose is coming alive and the carnations just keep going.
Two views from my hotel window. Newton, Sydney, Australia.
Somebody seems to be reading their way through my many posts. Welcome!
The weather is still very dull here, that’s not good for photography. The pix come out as nearly black and white. Still….. images to be got!
Dangar Island low tide and a local magpie, a Brooklyn (NSW) pelican and a colourful shot from my front door.
During the lockdown I became quite productive…. within sight of my house. You get to see the rainy view from the Dangar Island Bowling Club, then my shadow on the beach. I’m behind the camera.
Despite the rains, the garden thrives. The cactus took it badly, but the wood fungus is really ornamental.
This is a song I recorded with my musical partner in crime Dom Di Dato. It’s by an Italian singer called Vinicio Caposella. I’m using the Youtube version because we’ve agreed to pass the royalties (if any) over to the original songwriter. We’re very happy to do that.
The images were all made on Dangar Island, Australia. The edit software is Philmora X, by Wondershare.
Please refer to the About Me page for further copyright information
This is a song I made when I was much much younger. The singer is the wonderful Lizzy Hogan, Ric Grudzinskas played bass, George Sutanovic drums and Linz Norris and myself on guitars. I’ve been making low budget, lo-fi clips to post stuff on Youtube. The images are from my Street Art photo file.
The song is copyright J P Horsam/I M Hogan 1979-2021 as updated. Please refer to my About page for full copyright details regarding the photos.
As anywhere in France, this city lets art flourish. It’s as much part of the culture as the amazing food. I was planning to be there about now, but alas…. no one’s going anywhere. I can dream. I’ll be back.
Here’s some street art…. as Michelin would say, Narbonne is well worth the detour.
These flowers have no scent, but they resonate long and deep within my heart.
Street art in Figeac…. I used to prowl the backstreets looking for more of this guy’s work. I’m sure I missed a couple… but I did catch up with his stuff in Cahors and elsewhere.
It is a well known fact that cats make excellent temporary bookends.
Neighbouring cat, Lilly Jaggs, who treated our place as her own.