Wednesday, October 22, 2014


I have taken to processing up down the stairs. Not just for the sake of doing but as I move, gracefully, from the upper floors of the hoosey to the lower. I clutch my voluminous skirt out to one side [according to the direction of the wind at the time] and slightly bounce on the ball of my feet on the stairs. Oh, it feels so very lovely. Only, yesterday the wind was a tad brisk and I had to put in a couple of reefs. Actually, if I am honest I did more than that, I wore trousers. With flares mind you, but only small flares. I descended safely you will be glad to hear.

Oh please, you know I don't take landscapes! Denis, the Croation man from Croatia made me take it. OK?
Now look at this please.

Monday, October 20, 2014

When bad is good

Nice snap don't you think? The visitor sat for me and kept on breathing and everything. Oh, it please me and all. Fair warms the cockles of my heart. I took that! Did you realise?

Ooh, this is nice too. Grain and all that sort of thing.

Nicely out of focus but the light, the light.

All imaged with the old Kiev60 GP3 film and Rodinal

Sunday, October 19, 2014

Apparently this is nice

I posted this on Faceplant. And lots of peeple liked it up. Amazing what a crappy snap from a crappy plastic camera and cheap copy-film can do.

Saturday, October 18, 2014

Today, [Sat] we have a[nother] visitor and she is here for a few days. This time it's Angelica from Germany out of Ullapool. We tried to take her sailing today on our Freyja but the wind was tad too strong. So we came home. It's raining now.

Pity it didn't rain last week because Denis, the Croation man from Croatia wanted some 'island weather' to photograph things in and he got sunshine and windless days instead! And taking nice images are so difficult in bright sunshine let me tell you. The light comes in without a song or dance but then it's going so fast it bounces around inside the camera. On overcast days the light behave properly although it does sulk a bit before sneaking in through the lens.

Eve with Denis doing his Fitzcaraldo thing.

Braving the sunshine



This is what happens when you visit the Windys' place. The camera goes wonky - in a nice way. That's Deanne above. Her nose isn't usually like that but hey ho, I like the snap all the same.

You see, it's not just the Windys at The Windys but Eve as well. Oooh, lovely snap.

Friday, October 17, 2014


We thought it was going to be good when the first tune accompanying the lithe young things on stage was played by the Kronos Quartet. I mean, the KQ weren't there more's the pity, just a musical facsimile of the band. The real thing were in Missouri, or Belgrade or somewhere like that. The dancers didn't mind, they leapt around the stage so wonderfully anyway. Looking for all the world like little things who leapt around a lot, enjoying themselves and looking fantastic. Which they did and were. Fantastic that is.

Copyright; Alexey Brodovitch

I liked that piece, I liked the red piece and the dark one and the drumming one and ... well, I liked it all actually. Twas the Scottish Ballaye doing their touring thing. And I for one was very pleased they did it.

When two t-shirt and jeans clad erbs came on stage it worried me a tad. I wondered if they had wandered in from the Lewis Bar down the road. Only, I was wrong, two more appeared so I imagine they must have come from the Carlton Bar up the road too. All the same they did a nice dance. We laughed at the right bits [I think]. Clapped when it was over and pretended we didn't know where they came from.

I loved the little solo minuet between two pieces too. The rolling of the carpet - although the lighting was a bit off at this point. I alone applauded and am sure the dancer appreciated my deep knowledge of the genre.

On to the last, the major work, their opus majorati where I notice that the great John Waters seemed to be dancing. I mean, it looked like him but now I notice on the tinternet that he's about 68 and a half now so perhaps I got that wrong. Whoever it was could dance a bit.

The costumes were lycra which I thought was the cyclists' material. Apparently not. They did show their knickers a lot though. Maybe that's a Scottish thing!

No, no snaps of the dancers. Not allowed they said.!
Well, look here here and here.

The epitome of a modern Viking

The venue is right. The sheeps are right - Icelandic and lovely too. The man is right. Fierce looking but lovely. I mean, really lovely. Welcoming and what have you with a couple of beard rings.

This was out over Lemreway area. We'd been to see The Vikings loom shed, marvelled at the view, The Croation man from Croatia took some snaps, William wandered here and there. This might be Mr Viking telling us about Clara - his bestest sheeps. Or not.

They may be Icelandic but they know how to pose all the same. They will produce wool so The Viking and his partner can spin it and produce cloth. Nice eh? That is if the world doesn't end before the end of the week - not that I'm feeling pessimistic or anything.

Oh look. Please, somebody give him a longboat to play in!