
‘Warm Memories’
…don’t have regrets for what might have been. have warm memories of what you did have…

‘Warm Memories’
…don’t have regrets for what might have been. have warm memories of what you did have…

‘Memory And Regret II’
… memories may fade with time, but nurtured regrets grow stronger…

‘Memory And Regret’
…we can’t help but remember, but there is no point in regret…

Palm fans, shot on the weekend, get some (probably regrettable) 1980s neon hues.
No idea why, as I spent most of that decade running from that particular art and fashion tendency.
Possibly it’s a bad flashback to a time that had no regrets about itself, even though it damn well should have. I am looking at you, Boy George and Wham…
And I had a thing for potted palms at the time, thinking they were the height of interior decorating sophistication, dragging them around from one short term abode to the next.
Ah, good times…

This shot of fern fronds was taken on New Year’s Eve a few years ago.
The last day of the year.
Later in the evening there will be a small party and our posse will go out to the ridge and view fireworks as the New Year’s entrance is vividly signalled.
But in the moment of this photo, there are only hours to run in the current year.That time of bittersweet thought, regret and anticipation intertwined.
Only a few of the pictured fronds are in focus;the rest are as blurred as memories of the year past.
Fading….fading….fast.