Monochrome Monday: Skinny Man

Skinny Man high contrast

he stands watch

the skinny man

the benevolent guardian of

hope’s illumination

*

he stands ready

the fearful man

a repository for worriment

consuming negativity

Skinny Man 2

This week’s Monochrome Monday is the second in my series of posts showing some of the ornaments my sister and I have around our house. Some of them are rather odd…

I quite enjoyed playing around with the editing of this statue. The first picture has very high contrast and clarity. I wanted to bring out the texture of the figure and highlight the light vs dark / hope vs fear theme of the poem. The second picture has much lower contrast and clarity, giving it quite a ghostly effect. I felt this fitted quite well with the idea of the benevolent, watching spirit within the statue.

I’d love to know what you think.

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Monochrome Monday: Owl and Pussycat

Owl and Pussycat Bookpile

attitudes diverge

for harmonious journeys

compromise required

Shelves

As those of you who’ve followed my blog for any time might know, last year my sister and I moved into a house together. In order to decorate our new place, we pooled all of the ornaments and random whatsits that we’d individually collected over the years. This week’s Monochrome Monday post will be the first of a series of posts that will showcase a few of these bits and bobs.

Whilst in many ways my sister and I are very similar, there are also a great many ways in which we differ. This is perfectly represented by the two ornaments that sit together on the bookshelf. The owl is my academically-minded sister’s. The pussycat is mine. They represent our different natures perfectly.

The two of us actually lived together before, for a number of years back when I was in my early twenties. Unfortunately, back then our differences drove us apart. This time around, older and wiser, we’re both determined to compromise more in order to find a happy middle ground. So far, it seems to be working.

The Owl and the Pussycat

Monochrome Monday: Is it Christmastime yet?

White Rabbit bw

anticipation gathers

 in electric frissons on the air 

excited laughter mingling with

the scents of pine needles and spices 

as children follow the white rabbit

into a magical wonderland for

a date not to be missed

White Rabbit bw 2

This week’s photos were taken at Doddington Hall, a stately home on the outskirts of Lincoln. Every year they decorate with a different theme. This year’s is Alice in Wonderland.

Generally I like to stick with black and white photos for my Monochrome Monday posts, but as a Christmas treat I thought I’d also include a shot of the White Rabbit room in colour this week.

White Rabbit

Merry Christmas!

Monochrome Monday: Fallen Leaves

Fallen Leaf bw

fallen leaves lie scattered

yesterday’s doubts discarded

insulating the seeds of hope

through winter’s long chill

Fallen Leaves bw

This week’s pictures were taken at the meadow during November. I thought they looked different enough in black and white that I could use them despite having shared the coloured versions only a few days ago!

I hope you like them.

Sunlight on Fallen Leaf bw

Monochrome Monday: Step by Step

Steps

gain insight in ascent

awakening emotions stultified

by society’s strictures

*

gain closure in descent

revisiting issues locked within

subconscious crypts

*

gain wisdom with each step

overcoming life’s adversities

so true joy can be found

Steps to bench

This week’s pictures were both taken at Harlow Carr, an RHS garden in Yorkshire that I visited a few week’s ago.

I hope you like them.

Monochrome Monday: Messengers

Parliamentarian messengers bw

horseshoes clatter

metal pealing against cobblestones

in a chiming of bells

as dreamlike figures ghost by

a cavalcade of spirits

messengers from the past

bearing warning from a time of

division and strife

for those who care to listen


This week’s photo was taken at an English Civil War reenactment in my home town of Newark-on-Trent a year or so ago. The figures on horseback were the messengers from the parliamentary forces who carried the terms of surrender for the royalist town. If you’d like to see more pictures from the event, you can check out my post about it here. If you’d like to learn more about the history behind the event, check out my mum, Millie Thom’s, post on it here.

Monochrome Monday: Small Comforts

Beds

Small Comforts

Cara dropped onto her bed, tugging the blanket over her shoulders as weariness pinned her to the mattress. Sleep soon began to smother her thoughts. She welcomed its oblivion after the backbreaking work of the day.

The voice of the new girl jolted her back to awareness.

She was tempted to respond – irritably – but tiredness held her silent. She gritted her teeth, trying not to listen as the girl whined about the harsh conditions and the uncomfortable bed. At least the brat had a bed, as hard as the thing might be. She ought to just be thankful for that and save her whinging for the issues that actually mattered… Unfortunately, the girl would probably be learning about those soon enough.

Cara pulled her blanket over her head. She’d spent too many nights huddled in whatever shelter she could find, with only newspapers and a thin coat for warmth, to not be thankful for the small comforts she’d been granted. At least here they were out of the elements. And away from the predatory men who stalked the city streets.

Most of them, anyway.

The new girl fell finally silent as the door creaked open. Heavy footsteps crossed the room.

Word Count: 2oo


That story suddenly became far darker than I intended it to be. :\

Sorry

The picture is another one taken at the Southwell Workhouse. I think the light and the bleak setting tends to lend itself well to black and white photography. And to rather dark stories.