Taxi – Shibuya Crossing, Tokyo
If you love people-watching, Shibuya Crossing is a fascinating place to linger – just a pity that there are not enough decent outdoor street-level cafes to do so. 😦
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Often
in the crowd
a ghost flies by
in a smile, in a walk
in the twinkle of an eye.
A Wild Night in Tokyo
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My maternal grandfather had many interests and hobbies: he studied the stars (astronomically, as opposed to astrologically), played the violin and loved photography, carrying his camera wherever he went.
I don’t know if he kept a journal, but if he did, it’s long lost; however, his insatiable curiosity about so many things–from people to architecture, to history, to nature–is well documented through the many photos (in slide form) that he took over his lifetime.
He worked as a mosaic tradesman and sometimes travelled from his hometown, Durban, South Africa, by ship up the east coast of Africa to do mosaic work on buildings in exotic places, such as Lourenço Marques (now Maputo) and Beira.
On one of these trips, he took my mum and brother along, documenting the journey with his lens.
I particularly love this photo that he took on the ship of my mum making bubbles for my brother. And I love my mum’s reaction to it: “Oh, what a silly young thing I was then.”
Photo by RIP © beeblu
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Flying over Typhoon Phanfone to the Land of the Rising Sun
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Sleeping Lovers – Tokyo Subway
Heads together, each propping the other up, these sleeping young lovers were no doubt in a dreamy place of their own.
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As a student of Linguistics, I am very interested in semiotics and, in particular, the affective impact of public signs.
Last week I got to realize a lifelong dream by taking a holiday in Japan. I loved the public signs there and the politeness of some of the signs in the Tokyo subways and trains.
I think people are more inclined to co-operate if a sign is polite than if it shouts, “Do not do this! Do not do that!”.
What do you think?
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..walking in the Spring sunshine
Saturday Morning Shopping – Ho Chi Minh City
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For this week’s photo challenge, guest host Frédéric Biver suggests, “…for this week’s challenge, bring together two of your photos into dialogue. What do they say to each other?“
What story do these two photos tell you?
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Ready, Steady, Go!
Morning Traffic – Ho Chi Minh City
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One of the most gripping and well-written books I’ve read is The Proving Ground by G. Bruce Knecht. It’s about the disastrous events of the 1998 Sydney to Hobart Yacht Race, which were brought about by a powerful storm in the Bass Strait.
Bass Strait, Australia
When the Strait puts on such beautiful displays, it’s hard to believe that it can be so treacherous.
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My top five picks from this week:
Fairy Bower Tidal Pool
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Exquisite Botanical Art – Ho Chi Minh Square
I missed last week’s photo challenge…
..and my 4th blog anniversary.
And because of M-R’s powers of suggestion, I got only as far as selecting three instead of the usual five photos for my list of favourites on the WPC theme.
Just as well I’m not OCD. 🙄
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 Five Three standouts from this week
Sludge has been building in my veins and arteries, the accumulation of sitting for weeks on end – working, studying, watching the entire series of ‘Breaking Bad’…
If you don’t start moving, you’ll have a stroke, and die, or worse: and live.
That nagging inner voice kicked me out of bed this morning to tackle what my husband calls the ‘Three Hill Challenge‘ — a 5km route in our neighbourhood, which includes three hills.
Well, that’s hardly a challenge.
I thought I’d do Hill One only today (don’t want to overdo things, after so much sloth) – it looks like this from the bottom.
I don’t remember it being so steep.
That’s what happens when you don’t exercise – your memory goes.
I prefer the view from the top.
And on the way down 🙂
I skipped Hill Two, but Chrissy Hynde and The Pretenders got me up Hill Three – it’s a deceptive but-wait-there’s-more kind of hill.
I suppose it’s a start.
Have a great weekend, and keep moving. 😀
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We’ve had this one before, and I am studying for an exam, so a re-post this week. For more entries to this week’s WPC, see The Daily Post.
Between
is the breath between
life and death,
the laughter between
the light and hereafter,
the whispers
between love and fractures.
Between
the glass reflections
float words consequential,
some, kind, reverential,
others, profane and mean,
drifting down, unseen,
on matchstick people
and their matchbox lives
us
breathing it in
like asbestos
Take care
with the words
between
——–bb
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Ladies of the Wurst Kind
Weekend wine walkabout
lures the alter egos out
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Hostage Situation
Gunman: “Anyone moves, and the girl gets it!”
Public 1: “She can have it.”
Public 2: “Careful she doesn’t go down on you.”
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Moon Mosaic
I meet two girlfriends every few weeks in the city for a quick dinner and a movie. On Wednesday night, the weather was unseasonably warm, so it was wonderful out, and the big-faced moon took my breath away, hanging there in the sky, shining its magic over the water.
 ((((((((
Five wonderful works of art from this week’s WPC:
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