Friday, August 9, 2013
Flower Clock
It's when I reflect back on changes that I realize I have lived quite a while. I had my hair trimmed today and reminisced about my mother going to the "beauty parlour" every week. There were no home hair dryers and hair-dos required a more professional touch. I thought about those first hair dryers which fit over the head like a puffy shower cap. The woman who cut my hair could not imagine how we managed without hair dryers. It did not seem like a hardship to me as a youngster, but I don't think my mother enjoyed sleeping in metal rollers so she could meet the expectations of women in the 1950s.
Monday, January 18, 2010
Jan 18/10: Time
Measuring time. My analogue clock's hands go round and round each day meting out the minutes and the hours. Funny how sometimes time seems to stand still and other times it flies. The years go quickly; my son soon turns thirty, an impossibility when he just turned twenty. Yet today the minutes seemed to take forever as I waited to hear that people had arrived safely at their destinations.
On my wrist I wear a digital watch. My clock shows times in fives, my watch in minutes and seconds. No longer do we live by the sun and moon, but by our artificial measures. Far too rarely I shed my watch and try to find the natural rhythms of life.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Computer?
A little extra
Daily Shoot: Play with contrasting scale today: juxtapose something small with something big!
Back when I was teaching in the late 90s,I had a Mac G3 with a matching monitor that sat on my desk. One of my students appeared on day with this clock which so closely resembled the monitor. They sat on my desk together at work. Here it is on my latest Mac - a MacBook Pro.