I took a photograph of the sunrising over the sea, golden reflections
what island did my boat pass after this?
what were the colours i was wearing?
look for the golden icon
{htt} In the Red (by soupatraveler)
Singapore Sling x
(You have my mirror image) in colour
I was 18
Who wrote the note before I got on board
How are you?
I would like to know you?
Can I have your room number?
and what was my reply?
Wish ribbons for the day
I wish I knew what I wanted to be when I grow up
I wish peace for my mother
I wish I could be invisible
I wish I could talk to animals
I wish I was a singer
and I hope that the person who chose these wishes receives the most precious one
Surfology
(inspired by the image – incognito underworld and tripudios love of the ocean)
these images have such a lovely feeling about them calming and energizing all at once, take me back to the beach please so I can
roll in the waves
chill the skin
tumble down
feel within
warmth beneath
the tide coming in
wrap around
closing in
come above
breathe salt air
touch the bottom
swim right in
glide through the surf
spread your wings
fly to the shore
play with me again
colouring sandstrips
quietening beaches
pearls and shells
treasured pieces
As I meet the challenges that arise throughout my life it is most often that I long for the beach. If I am unable to get there then I feel the sensations of what it is to be there by visualizing. Like a set of waves I am forever re-focusing but I never take my eyes off the horizon until it is time to swim ashore. The buoyancy of floating is more than energizing and replenishing to every part of me. I love when the water has a slight chill to it and the warmth of the sun keeps the temperature just right so that I can stay in there as long as I want to. Riding the waves and bouncing over them is like being a kid again. Admittedly just as I did when I was a child I always dive down deep and under the largest of waves. I would love to be brave enough and talented enough to catch that 7th wave on a surfboard. Even if just once.
When I travelled overseas I didn’t swim in any beaches I was so interested in the people that I met and the sense of differing communities. What I found common though was that no matter where I visited there was a heart felt expression of ‘Welcome’. Malaysia and Indonesia expecially. I love that I am Australian because since I was a child I have always felt the deep sense of how people here really felt about visitors and newcomers to this country, when agendas were not interfering.
Is it any wonder that our coastlines attract so many visitors. Beautiful, pristine and scenic as they are and hopefully will always remain that way. If I was to put out a ‘Welcome Mat’ to visitors to this country I would make it the first incoming wave of a high tide rolling onto shore and squishing our toes into the sand like doing the twist, an old fashioned dance. Beach parties and summer. Debbie Reynolds and Gidget. Another rendition of what it is to feel free.
I have one most wonderful image and vivid dream around this that I am going to paint and write about. Notes from a trip I took and the one I dream’t about.
Eastern Rose Elle
