Author: Peter Peryer

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Doll on Stick



In my studio there are assorted objects.
I have future plans for some of them,
others I collect just because I like the
look of them as they are.

The dolls head was lying on a footpath and
I decided to give it a home.

The forked stick is awaiting the sharpening of its feet
into points. Every now and again I whittle
sticks.

Sometimes visitors make subtle adjustments to
the position of these objects that are lying around. In this case a visitor
has pushed it a bit further and put the head
on top of the stick.

The result is something where the whole is greater than the sum of
the parts. I like rearrangements like this. Thank you Jim.

Boat Trailer

 

Went for a stroll along the waterfront with my camera,
I’m in the mood to photograph at present. Yet I ignored the ocean,
and the wharves and the yachts,
the only photo that I took was this one of these red rollers
on a boat trailer.

I have no idea why the view attracted me, I just have
to accept it. I couldn’t write about it if I was required
to.

I’m not even sure if the photo is very good,
bit obvious somehow.

What interests me most is why it reminds me
so much of another photo that I made about a month ago.
I blogged about that photo at the time but to save
you the trouble of looking it up,
here it is again.

Intermittence

 



Sorry if my blogging seems to have been rather
intermittent lately. A thick fog comes over me
sometimes I know, still it can’t have been too often because
in the next few days I will reach my 700th entry
so I won’t chastise myself too much.

Meanwhile, here I am last Saturday, at
the Govett-Brewster’s 40 birthday.

Thank you Paul for the photo.

Peppers


 
I was at the Winter Gardens in Auckland a couple
of days ago. There was a large display
of different varieties of peppers.
 
This is the only image that held any interest for me.

Hip

 
 
Today I saw, and was able to take into
my hands,
a titanium hip joint. It is an
exquisite article. Gorgeous in finish,
exhilarating to touch. Sculptural.
Breathtaking.
 
Before I go any further, I should say
that other metals may have been mixed
with the titanium, making an alloy, so calling it a
titanium hip joint, may not, strictly speaking, be
correct.
 
The ball of the prosthesis has been polished
into a mirror like surface but the rest of it has
a dull sheen. That is because, on a microscopic level
it has a roughness. This roughness enables the bone
to attach itself, thereby anchoring itself to the
surface. The word for this is osseointegration.
I first came across this word when I was having
some dental implants.
 
If you want to see an x-ray of what one of these devices
looks like when it’s put in place

Return Visit

 
 
Sometimes I have a photo that I keep returning to.
In this case I was considering discarding it,
but something about it calls me back.
I have even written about this one before.
 
At present I have it on my desktop so that
I can look at it regularly and try to understand
more about why it still holds my interest.
 
Question is, do I reshoot it, is it fine as it is,
or do I discard it completely.
 
Remember that clicking on the image
will bring it up in a larger size.
 
 

Hibiscus and Coleus

Over the last few months I’ve been
noticing flower and foliage more and
more often. Haven’t had too many images
that I would regard as keepers
but I’m persisting.
 
This interest in not new.
From the time that I began photographing
more than thirty years ago, I’ve
been attracted to both of these
areas in my quest for subject matter.

Separate Cities, Same Photo

 

 
These two photos are adjacent frames on my camera
although taken on different days in separate cities.
I have included them here because they illustrate a tendency in
my work where I seem to seek out the same patterns regardless
of the subject matter.
The top photo was taken in Auckland at the opening of
the Auckland Triennial, an event largely held outdoors and
organised by Auckland Art Gallery. During the speeches my
attention kept wandering to this view above and behind the stage.
I particularly liked the reverse view of the billboards.
The bottom photo was taken a few days before, in New Plymouth
when I sat down in the shade and watched Central Districts
playing Canterbury cricket, enjoying the sweet sound of willow on leather.
Again my attention wandered, this time focussing on the
scoreboard.

The Poets Bridge

 
 
In Pukekura Park in New Plymouth
there is The Poet’s Bridge. One of the
most photographed views in Taranaki,
this is how it looked last week.
 
 
Inspired by the famous bridge at Nikko
in Japan it was not, I am sorry to tell you,
in honour of poets at all. Money
to build it came from the winnings
of a racehorse called The Poet.
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