The Fisherperson

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Mostly little bream get caught on days like this. Days when it’s down from the 55c in August and getting on to only 36c. Bright like a star the sun shines down through the salty haze of the gulf. 

The fishermen are covered head to toe with woollen balaclavas and jeans as a kind of heat shield for the morning.  

The prawn bait is cut and skewered onto small hooks on a side line up from the large sinker. Shallow ripple water stretches out as far as you can see – sometimes through to the lights of Bahrain on the other side. The rod whips over head and the cast reaches out about 40 meters. It’s heavy enough to provide some tension on the line but ok for a little bream to nibble around and take the bait.

But it’s not all about the fisherman or woman since generally only the women wear black but then everything else so bright it may not actually be black.

No there is the reflection and static nature of time. The scene could have been shot for 10minutes with almost no change. Waiting for the fish to bite. 

I couldn’t wait – a shore kitten skittish on the rocks took this opportunity to jump up on the Seawall and snaffle the hits of shrimp left lying around.  He saw me and scampered off to the cooler shade of the wall. 

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Waiting for Leonskaja

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“An affair is not out of the question” – ACO PROGRAM NOTES for LEONSKAJA

If only countess Madeleine could decide between the composer or the poet. Since the composer makes such musical poetry and the poet such grand symphonic compositions. Verses shall it be then ? To wrestle her heart and affection. Let’s see how the ACO handles Richard Strauss’ then. Of course it was the opening by the ACO which set the scene. 

The stagemen in black rolled the most black Steinway onto the stage Center / parting music stands like standing stones and then entered Leonskaja and the Steinway was just the most perfect machine ready to sound her fearless virtuosity without the slightest movement other than those decided by the master composer Mozart. Such a great choice of Concerto by the ACO. I liked the way some of the standing violinists would smile at Mozart’s magic wit as it developed probably for the countess he dedicated it too.

The Library

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  There’s a pub in George St. Where bricks line up at the bar on the upper floor. Named after the street, a great place to go – get Guinness – hang out with nothing particularly interesting in mind or to say.
Just all the raging of unfinished bricks of thoughts inside. Settle down the rage of living ? Is it possible with all the energy of the universe in display in the night in the heavens and outside under the influence of gravity from all around.

But bricks have sharp edges and hard like to be arranged solid and calm and flat in place. Well arranged bricks hang together for a long time until the sudden sharp shock of an earthquake or wrecking ball chimes the half hour.

It is time – I’m off to see the Hiromi jazz trio project – on in sydney tonight – where sound on wood in wood will dominate and the bricks of thoughts quieten down for the evening.