This is one of those times that I delved into my archives for this week’s theme – earth. A sunset, my favourite time of the day, epitomises the theme, a time when the heightened energy of the day is ebbing to make way for a slower pace. At least that’s what is supposed to happen 😉
According to Cheri, Earth Day is near, so this week we’re celebrating this planet on which we live. I will be posting more photos during the course of the next week with my interpretation of Earth.
A stroll next to the Tagus River in Lisbon is very interesting. I never know what I’ll come across. This time it was river art – an industrious artist, using river rocks to create sculptures with a theme.
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Look carefully, the scene below is of The Last Supper.
And here is the artist himself…
A pretty lady.
This is an interesting picture because it has so much in it. Firstly I’ve tried to include the whole exhibit. And secondly…can you see the green frog on the right of the photo? Surprise…..!
A red velvet lined rock repository for his funding…
Each collection of colour representing an inspiration.
A message of welcome to the Pope who will be visiting Fátima soon.
I don’t know who the artist is. While tourists marvelled at his rock art he carried on, never looking up, piling rock upon rock, creating new works.
Walking down Rua do Alecrim in Lisbon I passed a derelict building and had to look at it twice to make sure my eyes weren’t deceiving me – and was taken by surprise – a very pleasant one because the statement made by the artist is right up my street.
Street art is not elitist and reaches all kinds of people, according to the artist. Some people are touched by the statement and stop and think, while others walk on by.
The artist says that his work is sometimes unauthorised. He is inspired by outdoor spaces, where his art resides. Some of his exhibits last a few hours and others a few weeks.
He likes being anonymous because it gives him more freedom of expression.
The artist says he’s been changing streets to the way he wants them to look like for a long time.
Lately, I’ve been feeling that the world is being searched by fear. Governments choose intolerant and discriminatory measures and police practice invasive attitudes on the minorities. The word SECURITY nowadays can knockdown the concept of individual privacy. This control freak machine keeps working as the tank is constantly refilled with fear, should we keep lowing our heads and spread our hands against the wall?
For this week’s WordPress challenge I searched through my archives and found this pic. I battled a bit finding a photo that means security for me. All I could think about was burglar bars and electric fences. Now if you’re South African, you’ll resonate I’m sure. And that’s not a happy photo at all.
So I chose this one – of the brass bell and I think lighthouse (although it does seem a bit small) at the mouth of Kalk Bay harbour. I don’t think it is to warn ship out at sea, but rather to guide the fishing boats into the harbour, the bell on the one side of the harbour wall, and the light on the other, keeping them safe and secure.
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