Dewdrops on a spiders web

Connecting you now

Dewdrops on a spiders web I was inspired by a post by fellow blogger Star Rush in Seattle called Currents. In the post, Star spoke of the currents of energy, life and power. The post was accompanied by one of her beautiful monochrome photos featuring a jumble of power-line and cable. While I liked the post very much, it got me to thinking about not only the energy the lines carry, about how they power our homes or carry telephony (remember then?) but how they connected us. I got to reflecting that when an operator said "Connecting you now..." they really were. You were physically connected to the person you were speaking to.

Think about that for a moment ... physically connected to someone else whether in the next street or on the other side of the planet.

While I embrace the freedom that the mobile age has brought, I feel that something somewhere has been lost ... a connection to one another if you will. How we're more connected than ever but somehow dis-connected at the same time.

Connecting you now.


'The Hotel' by Rudi de Jong

Picked this up in town from Rudi ...who wanders the town centres with photocopies of his work. I quite like them and happy to give him some exposure. I'll get a portrait of him one day and post that too...

'The Hotel' by Rudi de Jong

The oasis

the home away from home

old friends

the beer flowing freely

the publican

the weary pilgrim

music from the juke-box

the visitor

the cry

"Drinks on the house for everyone"

everyone filled with joy

troubles forgotten

problems solved

the beer glass raised high

the final word

Christ himself

a friend of publicans

and sinners

the Hotel

'The Hotel' by Rudi de Jong (20/3/2012)

Picked this up in town from Rudi ...who wanders the town centres with photocopies of his work. I quite like them and happy to give him some exposure. I'll get a portrait of him one day and post that too...


boy standing in front of train passing a station at speed

Feel The Wind

Feel the wind of a passing train. Those destinations unridden, the breezy suggestion of another place.

Stand anchored, feeling the pull and blur of the cars ... the light unconscious pull and tug...

Passing TRain
'Feel The Wind' (Black & White)

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Shot on the platform of Tempe Station in Sydney.

1/6 sec at f/22 in case you'd like to know :-)