A return, if I may, to the branch in the water, the natural divining rod, previously posted in Divining Water
– the divine can be found all around us.
Tag: Water
Faces On The Fountain
One wild drinking fountain in Barcelona beckons, when time comes to slake your thirst.
Three human faces, appearing as if in a masquerade, frame the fountain’s taps .
Above them a supine lion crouches beneath an armoured crest -paws, claws and all.
The whole shebang elevates a utilitarian water dispensary into an artful world.
Sustenance for the imagination as well as the body.
And that lion sure looks like he could do with a drink…
At Anchor
Boat At Anchor, Russell NZ
There is something ineffably reassuring about seeing an anchored boat on calm waters…
Magical Water Circles
Water lilies, a flora favourite of mine – this from the amazing Spice Gardens in Penang, Malaysia on a trip up there in 2016.
Not too many flowers on offer, so the focus is on the lily pads.
Great view of the structural mechanics of the plants,with the stems connecting the circular pads clearly visible though the water.
Even though you can see how the floating trick is performed, the sight is no less magical!
For more transcendental aqua flotation miracles see: Water Lilies I, Water Lilies II , Water Lilies III .
Blue Spring
If in the last post Blue Moses, Moses had the blues, I think I have them too today, or at least a nagging sense of disquiet.
But blue is also the colour of the pictured spring, one of the special places I love, where water bubbles up from deep down and there is richness and amazing clarity.
Hope springs eternal, right?
Bricks And Water
The Oceanic Building sits across the road from the Tasman Building in downtown Auckland.
Auckland sits on an isthmus between the Tasman Sea and the Pacific Ocean.
My home town ,surrounded by water and with its bricks and mortar bearing watery names…the Queen City, City of Sails…where even the solid becomes liquid…
Leaves And Waves
View through the branches of a pohutukawa tree and down to the waves of Auckland’s Waitemata Harbour yesterday.
‘Waitemata’ means ‘sparkling waters’ in Maori.
Very apt – the sun’s reflection from the water was absolutely dazzling to the eyes.
Anyway, enjoy your day people. I hope it sparkles like this view.
What Fish Don’t Notice
“The last thing a fish would notice would be water.”
– Ralph Linton
Great quote from the anthropologist Linton!
What is your fish view blindside?
That thing so obvious but essential, it doesn’t even factor into your thinking.
The thing that you may also forget to be grateful about…
The Boat House
A shot of a boat house sitting serenely over water near my Auckland home.
I am not a boatie or sailor by any stretch of the imagination ,but I admire those who cast off from shore,voyaging ,for adventure on the sea.
So this place appeals to me.
It is by appearance a simple,linear design,with utilitarian function.Boats are stored inside and launched from it.
But it is also the departing place for courage and dreams and happiness, and that makes it magical.
Looking Over Achilles Point: A Simple Luxury
Achilles Point is one of Auckland’s many cool vantage points and one of the places I go just to look out over the rocks ,reefs ,waves ,islands,and the constantly changing horizon.
Beautiful.
Soulful.
A simple luxury ,if that is not a contradiction in terms.
More Churn
This picture may depict the churn in the wake of a ship but it appears frozen and still .
Somewhere amongst the tumult that sometimes engulfs us we need to find that place where we pause the relentless motion and negotiate our way through….
For an earlier picture post on the same subject matter, see the below link:
Divining Water
….sometimes it is just obvious…..
The Experiences And The Meaning
” We had the experiences but missed the meaning “
– T.S Eliot , ‘The Dry Salvages’
I went down to the water’s edge earlier this morning, the sun penetrating the sea fog, the light quietly spectacular. There was a fleeting moment of soul connection and calm.
Then, as is my wont, my mind ticked over to what I needed to do today, tomorrow and into the near future.
The moment was gone and the experience had lost its meaning.
The sun and the water had not changed, or maybe imperceptibly.
But I had moved on.
How many little moments or experiences are lost just like that, as I am “elsewhere” even though physically present?
And then the best I can hope for is that the meaning of the experience will come to me in hindsight.
Just a reminder to myself to be mindful and soulful, even in the smallest experience, for it may not occur again.
Under The Wharf, Above The Waves (VI)
Sorry if I am repeating myself – actually not really, there can be virtue in repetition (well you gotta tell yourself that just to get through this life!)…this is another in the ‘Wharf ‘ series; studies of the ‘space in between’.
And, given that it is Easter after all ,right now the recurring motif is about the place between death and resurrection, endings and beginnings. No pause is without purpose. Be the barnacle and hang on in there…
Serenity Of Tidal Water
….what floats your boat?…
The City ,To The West, Clouded
The view from Orakei Marae across the harbour to Auckland City on Thursday.
Clouds looming and rain in the offing.
But the focus for me is the calm water.
Finding the calm place in the midst of disturbance.
Stillness is serenity.
Water Into Stone
Low tide waves appear to morph into stone….beautiful curving patterns repeated.
The Water Garden(Song by Brian Eno)
This is the perfect soundtrack to my other post from today “Water Into Stone”, from the ambient/electronic master Eno, whose music has been a lifelong companion for me. It sounds like what I see . Whoever came up with the artwork was obviously on the same wavelength (excuse the pun) as me, just more spectacularly!
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