I did a double take when I first noticed this sculpture near the river. The kneeling figure 's face is close to the standing figure's groin and hands - giving quite the impression of one orally gratifying the other until you get close enough to see the detail. I wonder if those commissioning and siting the pieces noticed?
One of many old signs, adverts and bits of trade paraphernalia at Ipswich Transport Museum. The museum has a collection of vehicles ranging from horse-drawn and hand-carts, to steam, diesel, petrol and electric vehicles. It has bikes, motorbikes, trolleybuses, buses, a tramcar, a road-roller, ambulance and police car and several fire-engines, vans and trucks.
The museum is housed in an old trolleybus depot on Cobham Road, Ipswich and is mainly open on Sundays. There's a lot crammed into a small space (which makes photographing vehicles difficult at times).
A hybrid between a wild Mallard and a domestic white campbell duck that has taken up residence on the fishing lake. There are several hybrids there in a variety of colourways!
I was trying to work out what bird was scolding me with a rasping call and it was this chap instead!
Hops growing wild under the viaduct in Chelmsford. Oddly enough they are alongside a field where the beer festival used to take place (in the college grounds).
I was about 7 when this pic was taken during a seaside visit. The pony was called Jock. I eventually persuaded my parents to send me to riding lessons.
All this photo (from an old encyclopedia) says is that it shows asses being milked in Toulouse. It notes that the milkman calls door-to-door with the asses and that the milk is highly nutritious.
Judith Scott (1943-2005) spent her first 7 years with a fraternal twin sister who was her interpreter. Though it was clear she had developmental challenges, her parents treated the 2 girls equally. At school, however, Judith was written off as retarded and ineducable and her parents were advised to send her to an institution. In fact Judith had Downs Syndrome and was deaf - the institution did not realise that she was deaf and had relied on her sister. Deprived of an interpreter and basically written off as stupid, Judith became alienated and showed behavioural problems. In 1985, her sister became her guardian and Judith was able to have training. In art classes she showed a liking for creating sculptures using objects wound about with fibre. Many of her works involved pairs, indicating the importance of her twin-ness. She died peacefully aged 61.
Judith Scott
Judith Scott
One of the mutated sculptures by railway viaduct near Portobello Road market. The MuTate exhibition includes a helicopter-bird and a giant doll's head that are visible from the road. And if you're going past on the Hammersmith & City Line at night, it's all lit up.
In the window of the now closed Swan Books are a series of notices about the kidnapped security pigeon and the vacancy for a new security pigeon! (see Flickr for the other secuirty pigeon pics)
Spafields is a supposedly a "No Dogs" park, but there were plenty of dogs about. Time for a "dogs b*ll*cks" comment as well I think. Earlier on, the white dog (English Bull Terrier) was humping the Boxer's head.
