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Sunlight catching the robes on the rack.
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Seems to be an angry red bird on the 5th robe :)
Between 1856 and 1858, at the height of the Victorian gold-rush, 16,500 Chinese people came ashore around Robe. They had a 320km walk ahead of them through dense coastal brush and deserts where very few roads existed. This monument to them stands in Robe, South Australia.
Someone mentioned somewhere that Rey's cloth piece would make fantastic Turaga robes (if it was you, let me know so I can give a proper shoutout). And they were right. I just had to throw this together with my new tan and dark tan from Rey (plus some knockoff tan, as the 4L shells are the only useful size not in tan yet...)
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Take my robe from me, if you will
I have no need of this comfort now
Share the spoils, it really is of no matter
For I am as you, and I will meet you again one day
Will you return my robe to me then?
When you have found no warmth in its folds
Through the course of your life
In all your long unforgiving days
You will deny yourself of thoughts of me
Battling with your own shame
This I know, as I know your name
As I know all of you, like my own pain
But will you still hide from me at the end
Or long to return it to me, regrets inflamed
As you will have carried me with you
Righteousness unwilling to unbend
Forget it all now, forget it my friend
I will still be here, whatever you intend
Waiting for you, to realise, to comprehend
Love can be found, our hearts can mend
Leading up to Good Friday, the Stations of The Cross are often meditated and reflected upon. I have chosen this one, which I photographed in the church of St.Mary's, Eastbourne, East Sussex, UK, as sometimes all we are left with is the clothes on our backs at any given time. Here, they start to argue over Christ's Robe. Given recent events where people have had to leave their homes for new lands with just the clothes they stand up in, I found this image all the more poignant when I looked at it again recently.
These roundels are small brass depictions of the Stations of The Cross, kept on the walls of the West Tower.
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I have a little series on current exhibitions at the Queen Victoria Museum and Art Gallery (QVMAG) in Launceston. Today we feature a display of two artefacts designed in a collaboration between artists of First Nation peoples in Canada and Australia. This Buffalo hide robe is Canadian, but it has been decorated jointly by the collaborating artists.
This is another view of the beautiful Robe Lake near Valdez Alaska. This setting was so amazing.. so quite, calm, and peaceful.
I will never forget all the sounds that I heard as I was capturing this scene.. distant eagles making their calls to each other, seagulls talking to each other.. and the occasional splash in the water of fish rising to the surface..
I shall not soon forget this morning..
These little bush planes are often used for modes of transportation from one beautiful place to another in more remote areas of Alaska.. I saw many while on my stay there.. ;-)
I highly recommend viewing the photograph large.. and thanks so much for looking at it. I am so pleased to be able to bring a small part of Alaska to you my wonderful friends.. ;-)
Hey Monkey! How's it going?
Yeah, not bad, thanks. They've taken me on a business trip so I'm enjoying all the facilities; robe, swimming pool, jacuzzi, massage and the mini bar. I've got my little monkey trousers in the trouser press and twenty-seven bananas coming any minute now on the room service.
So who's paying for all this?
Well, they are. I'm a business guru these days - retail procurement, high-level sourcing, trends and hot picks. If they want my advice, they have to look after me. This monkey will go elsewhere like a rat up a drainpipe if they won't pay top dollar.
But surely the sum of your knowledge is swinging about on a car tyre, eating fruit and crapping in your hand and throwing it at the zoo-going public? No offence.
Some taken. That's all behind me now; these days I'm the keynote speaker at retail seminars, an angel investor and mercantile guiding light. Time is money, I'm thinking outside the box, shifting the paradigm, running ideas up the retail flagpole and seeing who salutes it.
So, if I ask your owners, they'll corroborate all this?
Ok, don't tell them, they'll go mad when they see the price of room service bananas and that I've eaten seven packs of mini-bar nuts at three pounds a packet, broken the curtain pole by swinging off it and I've crapped in the tiny kettle too. They're going to go mad aren't they?
Monkey, thank you very much.