Tag: Calm

Calm

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Realisation

that practising mindfulness

writing haiku, works

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by Scooj

Row

 

Thirteen years ago

those halcyon days we had

calm before the storm.

 

by Scooj

  • From Wikipedia:

From Latin Alcyone, daughter of Aeolus and wife of Ceyx. When her husband died in a shipwreck, Alcyone threw herself into the sea whereupon the gods transformed them both into halcyon birds (kingfishers). When Alcyone made her nest on the beach, waves threatened to destroy it. Aeolus restrained his winds and kept them calm during seven days in each year, so she could lay her eggs. These became known as the “halcyon days,” when storms do not occur. Today, the term is used to denote a past period that is being remembered for being happy and/or successful.

Silence

 

Precious time alone

no needy interruptions

calm restoration.

 

by Scooj

Doze

 

That delicious calm;

shallow breaths, stillness, silence

fleeting contentment.

 

by Scooj

 

310, Raleigh Road, Tobacco Factory (2)

Behind the Tobacco Factory there is a car park, and on the wall of each of the stalls there is a piece of art by a different street artist. I am not sure if this is just an Upfest thing, but I have a feeling that they do change from time to time, and not just during the festival.

Hannah Adamaszek, the Tobacco Factory, Bristol, June 2016
Hannah Adamaszek, the Tobacco Factory, Bristol, June 2016

These pieces are a challenge to photograph, because, being a car park, there are usually cars parked in front of them and that was the case with this beautiful, calming piece by Hannah Adamaszek. Hannah appeared on my radar back in June, and I have to say I really like her work. It balances out all the other work that I see and is refreshingly different. It is all part of the spectrum of art that Bristol has to offer.

Hannah Adamaszek, the Tobacco Factory, Bristol, June 2016
Hannah Adamaszek, the Tobacco Factory, Bristol, June 2016

I am really fond of this piece, which is weird, because I wouldn’t naturally like this kind of thing, but seeing it up close there is just something about it that attracts me. More please Hannah.

 

Mulberry Point

 

The stillness reaches

into my soul; once again

I can breathe easy.

 

by Scooj

Let it go

 

When the rage burns deep

and bloodletting starts, it’s time

to write a haiku.

 

by Scooj.