tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66578948039356553032024-03-12T16:39:34.600-07:00ACMERiding tandem with the randomDon Hugganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04381658129626063684noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657894803935655303.post-83514265537105955872023-09-06T12:52:00.001-07:002023-09-06T12:52:24.669-07:00Bird on a wall<p> Those 4 years went by pretty quick. Back making stuff.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpKIPdY2iWxUF_FnYKlRZku8XLsun0JWNyH-f24FTlUuLriCydPJ_6-WSD5HAKLoZHDWr3dicUqv2WgC4b-GDJDw-5evoB7HGUasGygs22byIowlSb-HBRpl53sjzSWdf1G6V9lPjnXs2eMXgCwDfSE_583p1gRD_pYsiaGchVINw5xHToTKct8xO7hiGp/s1732/Bird%20on%20a%20wall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1192" data-original-width="1732" height="220" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpKIPdY2iWxUF_FnYKlRZku8XLsun0JWNyH-f24FTlUuLriCydPJ_6-WSD5HAKLoZHDWr3dicUqv2WgC4b-GDJDw-5evoB7HGUasGygs22byIowlSb-HBRpl53sjzSWdf1G6V9lPjnXs2eMXgCwDfSE_583p1gRD_pYsiaGchVINw5xHToTKct8xO7hiGp/s320/Bird%20on%20a%20wall.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Don Hugganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04381658129626063684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657894803935655303.post-81896520831572027352019-01-11T05:36:00.000-08:002019-01-11T05:38:26.051-08:00A New Year. Older and wiser?Well, I'm back in Edinburgh, sunny Leith to be precise. Still making stuff.<br />
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Don Hugganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04381658129626063684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657894803935655303.post-59847948567764329712015-03-25T13:45:00.000-07:002015-03-25T13:53:07.590-07:00In Zeeland<style>
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In Zeeland</div>
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De spreeuwen draaien </div>
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door de poederblauwe lucht </div>
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boven de koude agaatgroene Noordzee,<br />
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Terwijl de winterzon </div>
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schuivende wolken,<br />
boven het roodbruine riet,<br />
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op de rollende duinen,</div>
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in Zeeland.</div>
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<br />Don Hugganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04381658129626063684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657894803935655303.post-37292373578932739572012-03-19T15:15:00.001-07:002012-09-13T04:15:11.781-07:00Away To Nova Scotia<a href="http://soundcloud.com/huggan57/away-to-nova-scotia?utm_source=soundcloud&utm_campaign=share&utm_medium=blogger&utm_content=http://soundcloud.com/huggan57/away-to-nova-scotia">Away To Nova Scotia</a>Don Hugganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04381658129626063684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657894803935655303.post-18743156357737360022012-03-19T15:12:00.001-07:002015-03-25T14:51:51.036-07:00Love Never Dies<a href="http://soundcloud.com/huggan57/07-love-never-dies?utm_source=soundcloud&utm_campaign=share&utm_medium=blogger&utm_content=http://soundcloud.com/huggan57/07-love-never-dies">07 Love Never Dies</a><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Love never dies</span></b></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She met him down
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her.</span></div>
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inside her.</span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Now they both lie, under
spinning skies</span></div>
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forever.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 115%;">As the marble starts to
weather.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Well, she came
from France</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; mso-outline-level: 1;">
<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 115%;">With a grace
you’d glance</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 115%;">In the eyes of all around
her.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She could not see</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She saw clear enough
inside her.</span></div>
Don Hugganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04381658129626063684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657894803935655303.post-45009008174799748632012-02-05T08:55:00.000-08:002015-03-21T08:39:12.108-07:00Best drug in townIt ain’t the weed that I need<br />
And booze just brings me down.<br />
You can keep your coke<br />
And all your dope<br />
Cause I ain’t fooling around.<br />
My hands a shaking,<br />
My legs a quaking,<br />
I smile when I should frown.<br />
Love and lust,<br />
Boom or bust,<br />
Darling you’re the best drug in town.<br />
<br />
You’re what I crave as I rave,<br />
Misbehaving like a clown<br />
But your sweet face and gentle grace<br />
Is what keeps me hanging round.<br />
It ain’t the weed that I need<br />
And booze just brings me down.<br />
You can keep your coke<br />
And all your dope<br />
Cause I ain’t fooling around.<br />
My hands a shaking,<br />
My legs a quaking,<br />
I smile when I should frown.<br />
Love and lust,<br />
Boom or bust,<br />
Darling you’re the best drug in town.<br />
<br />
Going cold turkey, as your eyes work me<br />
From far across the room.<br />
I’ve got to tell you, try and sell you<br />
My heart in this small tune.<br />
It ain’t the weed that I need<br />
And booze just brings me down.<br />
You can keep your coke<br />
And all your dope<br />
Cause I ain’t fooling around.<br />
My hands a shaking,
My legs a quaking,<br />
I smile when I should frown.<br />
Love and lust,
Boom or bust,<br />
Darling you’re the best drug in town.<br />
<br />
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Don Hugganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04381658129626063684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657894803935655303.post-24974048897247840932011-02-05T03:13:00.000-08:002011-02-05T03:15:59.004-08:00This song is not about me<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-OsNxKUHkiqe54-dZl36ocLZ01TzsTq0fbGpsaGlHPBaRMnEGkMk6lVdiVMqTq1eEOZAEI-tZTI7U-bF6IQZKiSgvSsQT56VzRv03QXPvrNZWJeg9sYipPV1BE7S2FWvLgwEOFBWsShUr/s1600/Sky+over+Fife+paint.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-OsNxKUHkiqe54-dZl36ocLZ01TzsTq0fbGpsaGlHPBaRMnEGkMk6lVdiVMqTq1eEOZAEI-tZTI7U-bF6IQZKiSgvSsQT56VzRv03QXPvrNZWJeg9sYipPV1BE7S2FWvLgwEOFBWsShUr/s400/Sky+over+Fife+paint.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570162583481770114" /></a><br />The stars have been dimmed,<br />my wick has been trimmed<br />and no longer burns so bright.<br />In this twilight I walk<br />and my memories stalk<br />as I wander this cold lonely night.<br /><br />Down here on the beach<br />I hear the breakers <br />as they breach,<br />the steady pulse of the sea.<br />My heart has been broken,<br />my love has been taken<br />but this song is not about me.<br /><br />Across the dark water<br />ships’ lights dance and glimmer,<br />lighthouse flashes guiding the way.<br />My soul has been stranded<br />and where it has landed<br />is uncharted and far, far astray.<br /><br />Down here on the beach<br />I hear the breakers <br />as they breach,<br />the steady pulse of the sea.<br />My heart has been broken,<br />my love has been taken<br />but this song is not about me.<br /><br />A fresh morning is breaking<br />but my core is still aching,<br />with no hope at this brave new dawn.<br />The tears that I weep<br />flow into the deep,<br />one wave’s wipe <br />and my footprints are gone.<br /><br />Down here on the beach<br />I hear the breakers <br />as they breach,<br />the steady pulse of the sea.<br />My heart has been broken,<br />my love has been taken<br />but this song is not about me.<br /><br />Oh, the stars have been dimmed,<br />my wick has been trimmed<br />and no longer burns so bright.<br />In this twilight I walk<br />and my memories stalk<br />as I wander this cold lonely night.<br /><br />Down here on the beach<br />I hear the breakers <br />as they breach,<br />the steady pulse of the sea.<br />My heart has been broken,<br />my love has been taken<br />but this song is not about me.<br /><br />(Repeat)Don Hugganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04381658129626063684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657894803935655303.post-59221082647087643062010-09-25T03:30:00.000-07:002011-02-05T03:06:54.923-08:00The Human Condition<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZbHWOH6rxJuC05fTc2VSKnr3HfZRmJO-pPa3KYqPsVMIM1TFA1vKTH0ykLu8M7Wbqxkh9YNmHuOG_gEjuUpZ1Pt6sNh1zkJPSxfsCFgvPPMmyvnVmy00aGFuydT9m2b7LAoL4mW7LhnqX/s1600/Madonna_alt_08_06.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 381px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZbHWOH6rxJuC05fTc2VSKnr3HfZRmJO-pPa3KYqPsVMIM1TFA1vKTH0ykLu8M7Wbqxkh9YNmHuOG_gEjuUpZ1Pt6sNh1zkJPSxfsCFgvPPMmyvnVmy00aGFuydT9m2b7LAoL4mW7LhnqX/s400/Madonna_alt_08_06.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570160305556892354" /></a><br />The human condition is not a position<br />I can with clear conscience commend.<br /><br />If I could think of another, one much less bother,<br />I’d take it and tell you my friend.<br /><br />Now I’ve not heard high praise, in all of my days,<br />for the unattractive alternative; death.<br /><br />So I’ll just keep on going, still rowing and growing<br />and value the worth of each breath.<br /><br />It may sound quite funny but it is the journey<br />that matters and that has no end.<br /><br />It’s the path that you lead and the love that you seed<br />that echoes down ages will send.<br /><br />(Repeat)Don Hugganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04381658129626063684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657894803935655303.post-74137118010407689312010-05-21T05:30:00.000-07:002010-05-21T05:31:52.205-07:00Girl on a groyne<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnN6oj8MUiH5k-pbYd7XGjarVXeHFnuQIxGvsUjBetp1PU8_7Q1N9JbYDCabFTn5PKtLa2-mZV1fJ5vQDdtBRErCzHtf2bJNs57be0Euymf51o25iqDqh0BOoBDNeddmuP6WbMvzALXD7m/s1600/Girl+on+groyne+RGB.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnN6oj8MUiH5k-pbYd7XGjarVXeHFnuQIxGvsUjBetp1PU8_7Q1N9JbYDCabFTn5PKtLa2-mZV1fJ5vQDdtBRErCzHtf2bJNs57be0Euymf51o25iqDqh0BOoBDNeddmuP6WbMvzALXD7m/s400/Girl+on+groyne+RGB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473699979443537378" /></a><br />Portobello, Scotland. Mixed media. MMXDon Hugganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04381658129626063684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657894803935655303.post-72233526532000108612010-05-21T05:23:00.000-07:002010-05-21T05:26:42.690-07:00Figure on a winter beach<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO-1yAkSL3jui19xGNb2EqsD8D3-f9_GdLzYD4dFaq5GnA1qEX3Kw0dwZxfo6e9-ZOPsuEf7jgt5i67gT2IZbxagIDDzlo4ITdXwbPpotAPfS4RoZrQC4_f7Nel1uB11iMu1oliUryZmlg/s1600/Girl+on+winter+beach+RGB.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO-1yAkSL3jui19xGNb2EqsD8D3-f9_GdLzYD4dFaq5GnA1qEX3Kw0dwZxfo6e9-ZOPsuEf7jgt5i67gT2IZbxagIDDzlo4ITdXwbPpotAPfS4RoZrQC4_f7Nel1uB11iMu1oliUryZmlg/s400/Girl+on+winter+beach+RGB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473698377734905714" /></a><br />Portobello, Scotland. Mixed media. MMXDon Hugganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04381658129626063684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657894803935655303.post-63202218055891998492010-04-02T05:20:00.000-07:002010-04-02T05:22:11.863-07:00The Best Drug in Town<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTzoWFHnh8jVdZLBrm9tSqtoomvrZGGAoZDe6S_a9X7jNI3wvTWiiuku55D3K2LL-pKoHGknzCIBzPTLHCi2yWxFnRQAJ1wKW43kmWsZIJaioGMho1jEVYoJSWIK1_Hg9vRfpS65aKPJW6/s1600/bettie_page-red_devil_pg-1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTzoWFHnh8jVdZLBrm9tSqtoomvrZGGAoZDe6S_a9X7jNI3wvTWiiuku55D3K2LL-pKoHGknzCIBzPTLHCi2yWxFnRQAJ1wKW43kmWsZIJaioGMho1jEVYoJSWIK1_Hg9vRfpS65aKPJW6/s400/bettie_page-red_devil_pg-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455514259151010306" /></a><br /><br />It ain’t the weed that I need<br />And booze just brings me down.<br />You can keep your coke <br />And all your dope<br />Cause I ain’t fooling around. <br /><br />My hands a shaking, <br />My legs a quaking,<br />I smile when I should frown.<br />Love and lust, <br />Boom or bust,<br />Darling you’re the best drug in town.<br /><br />You’re what I crave as I rave,<br />Misbehaving like a clown<br />But your sweet face and gentle grace<br />Is what keeps me hanging round.<br /><br />It ain’t the weed that I need<br />And booze just brings me down.<br />You can keep your coke <br />And all your dope<br />Cause I ain’t fooling around. <br /><br />My hands a shaking, <br />My legs a quaking,<br />I smile when I should frown.<br />Love and lust, <br />Boom or bust,<br />Darling you’re the best drug in town.<br /><br />Going cold turkey, as your eyes work me<br />From far across the room.<br />I’ve got to tell you, try and sell you<br />My heart in this small tune.<br /><br />It ain’t the weed that I need<br />And booze just brings me down.<br />You can keep your coke <br />And all your dope<br />Cause I ain’t fooling around. <br /><br />My hands a shaking, <br />My legs a quaking,<br />I smile when I should frown.<br />Love and lust, <br />Boom or bust,<br />Darling you’re the best drug in town.Don Hugganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04381658129626063684noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657894803935655303.post-39837062900271109442010-04-02T05:11:00.000-07:002010-04-02T05:15:10.413-07:00Gibbous moon<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZS1w7cIHiEaoC9us8oRhr6CMB7ZaKdGO5lE0LFfInE_koy74QZ07wFRQ8KWvPJuOvbUDm4S1cHRur914g9U2YnYFe9Rawz4KXPoxYbxH7dtEel3YS0skV8UN7HMmBMER-d8_I7yHfUCi4/s1600/moonlight+over+cockenzie.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZS1w7cIHiEaoC9us8oRhr6CMB7ZaKdGO5lE0LFfInE_koy74QZ07wFRQ8KWvPJuOvbUDm4S1cHRur914g9U2YnYFe9Rawz4KXPoxYbxH7dtEel3YS0skV8UN7HMmBMER-d8_I7yHfUCi4/s400/moonlight+over+cockenzie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455512448416080082" /></a><br /><br />We snuck in <br />the still deserted park <br />late one night <br />on the way home. <br />Sat silent <br />on the dark sandy bank <br />staring up <br />at the starry stripe <br />of the milky way.<br /><br />Wordlessly stripping off, <br />I remember <br />your beautiful <br />young body <br />glowing ghostly <br />in the blurry bluey <br />white moonlight.<br /><br />Tentative feet <br />feeling forward into <br />the cool black water, <br />slowly softly splashing,<br />shushed, gasping <br />wading deeper.<br /><br />Launching ourselves gently, <br />caringly breast stroking <br />to the deep pool middle <br />and embracing tenderly <br />treading water under <br />the gracious gaze <br />of a gibbous moon.Don Hugganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04381658129626063684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657894803935655303.post-43554120214035197892010-04-02T05:04:00.000-07:002010-04-02T05:06:47.318-07:00The copper beech<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKpu7Wbb4IuqNQaLtO_oNMkYdDckMgohG_UVuZDgRoMoDIJu9uGZvgfRG3QxwJDQlnQisuqK0Gaz01YR9Dqi6BOwsN78-SwwkvqTIOdahZdfDu3QvzSBNSSt_VcLBV0h2Uo83kIqkCltpr/s1600/copper-beach-copper.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 386px; height: 289px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKpu7Wbb4IuqNQaLtO_oNMkYdDckMgohG_UVuZDgRoMoDIJu9uGZvgfRG3QxwJDQlnQisuqK0Gaz01YR9Dqi6BOwsN78-SwwkvqTIOdahZdfDu3QvzSBNSSt_VcLBV0h2Uo83kIqkCltpr/s400/copper-beach-copper.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455510271596812082" /></a><br /><br />Massive, mighty shimmering dark burgundy <br />canopy reaching high into the bright blue sky, <br />the great girth of the verdigris trunk hindered <br />easy climbing so, ignoring the big badly<br />banged in rusty nails, I leapt, grabbed and <br />shimmied up and along a low dangling limb, <br />the hard way, to the crotch of the old tree <br />where the spreading branches formed <br />a comforting musky pit.<br /><br />There I sat, reclining on the warm wood <br />between the twitching burnished leaves, <br />nestling carefree on the mould dusted bark, <br />still, silently observing life below scurry by <br />listening to the quiet rhythmic rustling of foliage <br />in a soft wind and the sure beat of my own young heart <br />steady, secure, high above in the copper beech.Don Hugganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04381658129626063684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657894803935655303.post-87857018907327222010-04-02T05:01:00.000-07:002010-04-02T05:03:55.720-07:00Pablo Picasso<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKD2ztCfX_SynrslfB1IMcbetZOwUaYFjHhOaNY301_mQM1Tqz5WufuF7a2Ex7maCrvChOz5E0foM-s83qI2DvwRM6M0hGxI87yvJciBhov8hRSdDeqhInL7h6UfIlK_en5fO-XB_Fbql6/s1600/picasso2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKD2ztCfX_SynrslfB1IMcbetZOwUaYFjHhOaNY301_mQM1Tqz5WufuF7a2Ex7maCrvChOz5E0foM-s83qI2DvwRM6M0hGxI87yvJciBhov8hRSdDeqhInL7h6UfIlK_en5fO-XB_Fbql6/s400/picasso2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455509280578192690" /></a><br /><br />His life line goes where it must in primal perfection, consciously unconsidered but exact, precisely put with passion, praising, appraising, observing and informing yet stating nothing, giving freedom to choose.<br /><br />Thoughtless genius, transcending Zen, mastering original artists, shaman, so particularly primitive seeing it feelingly, expressing above, below and beyond words; dumb wisdom, timeless truth, living lusty lines, bestial beauty, Pablo Picasso.Don Hugganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04381658129626063684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657894803935655303.post-54464244569824338292010-04-02T04:58:00.000-07:002011-05-16T01:04:19.158-07:00Ladhar Bheinn, my sixteenth summer<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBxDRjg8KYPAdoKd1jDIpC_3QXy23fDB6L3TGISiAKdu7byl5X0irNwzPIRue_aJSUI1gCN__wMhyheCVWnqgmERHG2XoCGX3PSmIMVs5OowcfBHTUsPHIbbE3GNRuXL0lG5OLk0fVMHET/s1600/Hallaig+1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBxDRjg8KYPAdoKd1jDIpC_3QXy23fDB6L3TGISiAKdu7byl5X0irNwzPIRue_aJSUI1gCN__wMhyheCVWnqgmERHG2XoCGX3PSmIMVs5OowcfBHTUsPHIbbE3GNRuXL0lG5OLk0fVMHET/s400/Hallaig+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455508747700859554" /></a><br /><br />Walking in from the tarmac head of the loch past the island and narrows at Runival, ever up and down we went along the banks on a foot worn perfect path as the firth widens then closes a last time before opening, heading for the sea. <br /><br />We headed for Knoydart, high rough bounds between the deeps of heaven and hell and turned the tight corner under the bulk of Carn Mairi suddenly seeing the mighty mass of Ladhar Bheinn, the mountain towering above flat sands of Barrisdale Bay, purpled stoney grey, splashed with lush green on that wet June afternoon.<br /><br />Stopping at the foot of the first ridge, rising rocky at our backs, we faced out over clear blue green Loch Hourn, watching the seals below sunning themselves on the dotted islets and looking down on the rubble outlines of the old crofts of the cleared clans among the bracken, silently imagining that lost time.<br /><br />So we climbed, too slow, the hard way up the sharp edge, clambering until our path led up onto a grassy coll, scree tumbling down from the rim into the corrie below, the three peaks of the steep sided mount soaring before us, verdigris vertigo cliffs falling down to the nameless silver lochin below.<br /><br />Reached the triple crown late and eyes drawn skyward by a reeling raven’s loud caws and saw a looming storm away over the misty small isles beyond the Sound of Sleat rapidly rolling our way, wet, dark and menacing.<br /><br />Mist engulfed us, wrapping the escarpment making us decide to stay put, out of harm’s way above the crags as squalls pushed us around. In the low lee of the parapet we cut turf and moss building a platform for our too small tent and made a low drystane horseshoe dyke to protect our canvas against the wild west wind. <br /><br />We crowded into our bivouac as summer night fell, soaked heads to sweaty toes, as the wind ripped at the fabric, whistling through the guy lines securing our flapping full sky scraping shelter, sporadically sleeping, until the grim gale stilled. <br /><br />Silence woke me and emerging from the crammed cover I scrambled up the damp mossy rocks again to the crest as the sun’s golden glow silhouetted far Ben More, its bright rays touching my squinting face, warming my skin.<br /><br />I filled my fresh lungs with pure Atlantic air on that magnificent morning, the dawning of my own sixteenth summer, oddly serene, standing alone at one with all existence, a wiser survivor so secure on the lofty summit of Ladhar Bheinn. <br /><br />(NB; Ladhar Bheinn is pronounced something like Laarven in English.)Don Hugganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04381658129626063684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657894803935655303.post-41637519050810943042010-04-02T04:55:00.000-07:002010-04-02T04:58:36.732-07:00On Joppa Rocks<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYRVx4B8_91BCrUzCpVtPKBnGRn8brKmv2aE9E0c7OZCGdXpJ5Oc2jbH9hZw2tva4cVFIKdqzmsRdKWQGQCkUEg-noS9WSuRTT8svqArjnOXGWlwtv5gU_uDrWSNtnBJv5QfEDM4rV9U3x/s1600/rocks.gif"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 205px; height: 121px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYRVx4B8_91BCrUzCpVtPKBnGRn8brKmv2aE9E0c7OZCGdXpJ5Oc2jbH9hZw2tva4cVFIKdqzmsRdKWQGQCkUEg-noS9WSuRTT8svqArjnOXGWlwtv5gU_uDrWSNtnBJv5QfEDM4rV9U3x/s400/rocks.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455508177743628930" /></a><br /><br />Down between stripes of stiff strata, <br />tilted by time and tectonics, serrated sides <br />sawing skywards, sit small stranded stretches <br />of still glassy seawater.<br /><br />Picking our way care free among <br />the strewn seaweed matted boulders, <br />care full on young old-plimsolled feet,<br />prising up a slippery stone, a rapid flip <br />suddenly sunning the watery underworld <br />and us searching for movement, probing, <br />squinting eyes peeled for that perfect partan.<br /><br />The long narrow strip pools, <br />slowly trickling back to the source, <br />rich briny furrows in the encrusted ridges <br />hiding an accidental harvest.<br /><br />Amongst the half shells, coarse sand and <br />interesting rusty lumps; a slow stretching <br />starfish, darting translucent shrimplets,<br />a too small green crab twitching, pincers poised,<br />as we scrambled over the rough rock rows, <br />tender calf’s brushing cheese grater barnacles.<br /><br />Playfully poking glistening anemone globs, <br />pressing huge old snails stickily together, <br />laughing interlopers amid spitting beds of <br />bearded mussels as the sun arced over us <br />in the patchy blue sky, gulls reeling, lost in time, <br />an endless summer down on Joppa rocks.Don Hugganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04381658129626063684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657894803935655303.post-17421269088232222662010-04-02T04:49:00.000-07:002010-04-02T04:54:45.663-07:00Transdimensional Hyper Being<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjQr8rM-hZHxphc8Y1ETtMOLSREQLAr4JMogpdoQwky5HutCbn4SsjS-Mj-HYJxCC2SpUQkEuOsrqL9yHAk4yQqJXSE5q2jO17DkVRogS6PPlaACJ9urcaA-I2EB3ny70Mr9iHpvyy2duH/s1600/Zen+girl+jpeg.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 396px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjQr8rM-hZHxphc8Y1ETtMOLSREQLAr4JMogpdoQwky5HutCbn4SsjS-Mj-HYJxCC2SpUQkEuOsrqL9yHAk4yQqJXSE5q2jO17DkVRogS6PPlaACJ9urcaA-I2EB3ny70Mr9iHpvyy2duH/s400/Zen+girl+jpeg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455506720463757282" /></a><br /><br /><br />A transdimensional hyper being,<br />for that is what she is,<br />exists on many planes at once,<br />in a state of bliss.<br /><br />Sometimes she's on Venus<br />other times it's Mars,<br />or crossing interstellar space,<br />the span between the stars.<br /><br />She invented rhythm,<br />is responsible for rhyme,<br />says she thought up music<br />back in the mists of time. <br /><br />On earth she looks quite human,<br />or at least, so she tries,<br />but you see something hiding<br />there, behind her eyes.<br /><br />She's an eternal entity,<br />the wisdom that she's got<br />grasps all life's secrets-<br />what is, and what is not.<br /><br />A transcendental dancer,<br />whirling as she goes,<br />the stuff of many planets<br />in between her toes.<br /><br />She observes us all with care,<br />making mental notes,<br />now and then she’ll burble<br />a beautiful Buddhist quote.<br /><br />The point of her existence<br />she doesn't know or care,<br />she's just always been here<br />and, of course, also there.Don Hugganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04381658129626063684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657894803935655303.post-21258245770580265922009-12-08T06:45:00.001-08:002009-12-08T06:46:42.507-08:00Wonderful, wonderful Copenhagen<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg82QQnqdOXXR-45RRbwQK0i9RK0aPj6Job-w3O7ExC05kWPF2f4HSdv8nr2zpzFO7rujwS0dUWY-Ha9UQQFJ8xPqsd9Zy0DU_dDTzL2LztNg742z8ZeUKnMuY-Y-xITN1qxpjL_Z-Bge3k/s1600-h/Little+mermaid.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 382px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg82QQnqdOXXR-45RRbwQK0i9RK0aPj6Job-w3O7ExC05kWPF2f4HSdv8nr2zpzFO7rujwS0dUWY-Ha9UQQFJ8xPqsd9Zy0DU_dDTzL2LztNg742z8ZeUKnMuY-Y-xITN1qxpjL_Z-Bge3k/s400/Little+mermaid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412876668711694050" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Wonderful, wonderful Copenhagen<br />Friendly old girl of a town <br />'Neath her tavern light <br />On this merry night <br />Let us clink and drink one down <br />To wonderful, wonderful Copenhagen<br /><br />Isn’t Danny Kaye great. He was the creator of some of the most spectacular pieces of reassuring schmaltz ever to grace the silver screen. Happy endings were a speciality. Comforting bits of crap. Is that what the Copenhagen Treaty will be too, a reassuring waste of time, or worse, a disastrous distraction?<br /><br /> Are we honestly expecting all the deeply vested interests involved to suddenly see the light, or rather the dark of the looming climate catastrophe, and change their positions by 360 degrees? It just isn’t going to happen, is it? Never. No way. It’s going to take something truly awful to scare the shit out of us all before our collective fingers will be pulled out. <br /><br />Our climate is now in uncharted territory, doing things we’ve never seen before, breaking records. The climate record is showing us that things can change very quickly once the system’s equilibrium has been disturbed. In months, not decades or centuries. Time is not a luxury we can afford.<br /><br />When will we act? When the shit hits the fan, of course. Will it be Katrina’s very big sister wiping Miami off the map? Or the halt of the Gulf Stream? What about a sudden 4 degree warming caused by massive rapid release of methane, not a nice gas at all. Whatever it turns out to be it can happen at any time and when it does it will probably be too late to stop runaway global heating.<br /><br />Should we not be getting real, accept what our most eminent scientists are saying and start preparing for survival in a much hotter world. Copenhagen seems to be business as usual, well intentioned tinkering around the margins, the appearance of action masking inertia. A dangerous distraction indeed, as the world waits. I fear that we don’t have long to wait.Don Hugganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04381658129626063684noreply@blogger.com0