#1391 theoldmortuary ponders.

Caught in a shaft of sunlight. My sunlight promise of some sunshine every day in January would not ordinarily feature art. But here I am within an art work by Marta Minujin. Part of a collective of Womens Art that we visited in Hong Kong.

Source: M+ https://share.google/a9cTaA1F0VTjbzHIG

Dream Rooms- Environments by Women also introduced my granddaughter to the work of her Great Grandmothers favourite artist.

Immersion: Judy Chicago, Feather Room (1966) – Musée cantonal des Beaux-Arts https://share.google/ywy3no3ovdtqejGG6

Judy Chicago was the thinking woman’s artist in the 60’s and 70’s. Her Dinner Party installation of Dinner plates decorated with Vulva’s was a big talking point in the Sexual Health Clinics of rural Essex.

The Feather Room is a little more accessible for a 7 year old. Not that my blushes were ever spared from the womens chit chat that happened between my mum and her work friends at that time.

I think the Art we experienced in Asia and Australia might push my blogs through February just as the Sunshine from both locations is informing January. And by the time February is over that is Winter done.

Sunshine on a Saturday. It must still be January.

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#1372 theoldmortuary ponders.

New Bauble from Hong Kong.

A new bauble for 2025. After a slow start to prep we have Christmas 2025 on track. Taking our holiday during Advent made for easy choices of memento purchasing. Baubles have been a particular focus this year. Having never experienced the Southern Hemisphere in December, I wondered quite how Christmas baubles would sit in gorgeous summer sunshine. As it turns out Christmas baubles look absolutely wonderful in bright sunshine. Particularly at Dawn.

One Southern Hemisphere bauble made it into our suitcases. Somewhat loosely described as a bauble, a glittering pale green prawn hangs happily on our Christmas tree.

Prawn Bauble from Melbourne

My own Christmas image for 2025 was a handful of regular festive baubles. Enhanced now by the experience of seeing baubles in both the Southern and Northern hemispheres. Warm cozy background for the familiar wintery experience and splashy, brightly coloured sea shades for the new experience of baubles by a hot summer beach.

#1362 theoldmortuary ponders.

Graffiti just off Queens Road, Sheung Wan, Hong Kong

A day of back street wandering and an accidental story unfolds…

Missing Lovebird advert, just off Queens Road, Sheung Wan, Hong Kong.

As luck would have it I can draw us a happy ending.

Which is significantly different to other happy endings offered on the same street.

For us too it is a happy but bittersweet ending. Time to head for the hills of home.

#1361 theoldmortuary ponders

24 hours in Hong Kong.

This time yesterday we were taking a tea and wee break in Hong Kong Airport. Sitting below a pink festive waterfall. Which inspired me to catch the pink dawn this morning .

Moment 01 in Hong Kong

I am not sure pale pink is a colour I normally associate with Hong Kong or Christmas but both worked for quiet contemplation before the hurly- burly, vivid carnival that is family life in Hong Kong.

Let it begin.

#1359 theoldmortuary ponders.

Ticket Window- Richard Estes

Our last day in Australia, except we were not expecting it to be our last day. A ticketing irregularity caught us on the hop. Only a chance phone call gave us the heads up of our error of thought.

Blocked up ticket window at Williams Town Beach.

Wednesday as it turned out was a day for surprises as earlier we had met an old friend from London. But in truth we had also sat there a whole 24 hours earlier because we got the day wrong. I have no idea why Wednesday had become such a time vortex.

Crossing, or not, the Rubicon a blocked doorway in National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne.

All was well in the end and by the time Thursday dawned we were well on the way to Hong Kong. And so another adventure unfolds.

Missing our friend or missing our flights would have had sad consequences. As it happened neither occurred but it was pretty close.