Dramatis persona*

helenhead Helen Chick

I've always wanted a bumper sticker that said "I'm a female, LDS/Mormon, Scout leading, geocaching, piano-playing, bicycling, mathematics educator with a PhD in maths ... and I VOTE"!

I think this makes me a minority group of cardinality 1!

* Since there's only one of me and "personae" is plural (I think), I've gone with dramatis persona.
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12 of 12, January 2018

Today was a bits and pieces-y sort of day. As a consequence you will end up with a quirky/boring mix of fairly ordinary photos, accompanied by too much information, a bad pun, and banal commentary.

I’d had a tiring day yesterday, and so my rising this morning was leisurely, and my morning ablutions included some reading in the tub as an extra indulgence (Hidden Figures, by Margot Lee Shetterly, which is the book about African American women mathematicians who worked in the early days of the US space program, upon which the film of the same name is based).

One of the things I did when I got to work was to set up my new 2018 desk calendar so that I would know what day it is. If truth be told, however, I basically use the calendar as a source of note paper!

At lunchtime, I went for a walk. I came across this x and I wondered what it was doing there. It’s still unknown.

A friend rang me while on my walk, so I proved I can walk, talk and take a (bad) selfie at the same time (normally I use hands-free earphones when I’m on the phone, but I didn’t have them with me today).

Towards the end of the walk I passed the old maths building where I used to work 20 years ago. Since I wasn’t sure whether or not I had a digital photo of it, I decided to take one. For most of my time, I was in the office behind the just visible third set of windows on the ground floor, but I think the place has been refurbished since then.

The afternoon’s work intentions didn’t go to plan. My computer is playing up, and every so often it gives me a black screen when I try to restart it. There are a few things that are supposed to work to make it behave … but they don’t; the only solution is to wait for an hour and start it somewhere else (yes, it seems to get sick of my office, and won’t start until I take it home).

So, I abandoned the computer work, and did some work on a thesis chapter from one of my PhD students. I hope she can read my handwriting.

Just before I left the office, the first drops of the promised much-needed rain started to fall on the window.

Shortly after I arrived at my parents’ place, it became much heavier. This is what it looked like pouring onto the bonnet of my car in front of the fence.

My parents made rude remarks about photographing my food, but what I was really trying to do was photographically capture the recent tradition of having Friday night dinner with my parents. Often it’s take-away baked potatoes (“Praties”) that I pick up after work, but tonight it was home-cooked — and home-made/grown — hamburgers and vegies (the hamburgers and relish are home-made, and, of the vegies, all but the corn were home-grown). Nom.

Later in the evening I did another short walk to get my 10000 steps for the day. Some friends had suggested I carry a weight to build arm and core strength, and so that’s what I did. 

And, to finish the day, I tried to take a slightly artier shot, a half-second exposure in the fading light, braced on a large rock on the foreshore.

Photographing waterfalls

It was a lovely afternoon, and I decided to take my camera and tripod to visit a couple of waterfalls on Mt Wellington. Getting to the first — O’Grady’s Falls — involves a gentle stroll along a wide and easy track, and then has the potential for producing slightly damp feet if taking photos from within the rivulet.

The drop here is about 7 metres, I guess, and the recent lack of rain means it is flowing far less than it does in winter (or, even, on Christmas day three years ago).

I had forgotten that there is sassafras on Mt Wellington and its distinctive serrated leaves were caught in the sunlight filtering into the gully.

The other waterfall that I visited — the approximately 3m high Strickland Falls — involves only a very short walk, but a bit of a rock scramble. Apparently there are some more cascades further upstream, but I didn’t have time to visit this time, so I guess I’ll just have to revisit (what a shame!).

Just for your information, the first photo of the final two shots above was a 10 second exposure, whereas the second photo was only 0.5 seconds.

Moods of the Mountain #95

After a rather warm but mostly overcast day, the clouds broke up enough to produce a spectacular sunset.

The full “Moods of the Mountain” collection is here.

A hidden waterfall

As I was tidying my house this week, I came across a map of part of Mt Wellington that had been given to me, upon which was marked the route to a waterfall I’d never visited. I am a sucker for a waterfall and an obscure track, so I called up Dad to see if he would like to come for a little expedition.

The track in was faint but discernible; not exactly overgrown, but rarely used and probably, in part at least, evidence of timber retrieval methods used during logging 150 or so years ago. Small fallen trees and branches were hindrances and, since I was leading the way, I ended up with a face full of spiders’ webs, despite my best stick-waving efforts. The GPS, which I had programmed with rough coordinates estimated from the map, indicated that we were getting closer, and eventually the sound of water confirmed our arrival.

The falls are only 3m-4m high, but very pretty tumbling down over the darkened rocks among the mossy greenness. I found a vantage point for the tripod and took a few time exposures, which turned out reasonably well. I’m not as happy with the “silhouetted” mossy green branch, however, because although I thought my longer exposure (and resultant smaller aperture) would improve the depth of field, I should have realised that, at 200mm, it is pretty much the case that there is no depth of field, and so there are parts of the shot that are out of focus.

We decided to take a “short-cut” to head out, choosing to go cross-country to a nearby track about 250m away. Let’s just say that it took a surprisingly long time — about half an hour — to traverse this terrain, with the bush not quite impenetrably dense, but certainly thickly forested with thin trees criss-crossed at every angle from horizontal to vertical, making the going slow. Fortuitously, however, another set of estimated GPS coordinates to assist our navigation saw us meet the sought-after track right at a footbridge across another creek, which was very convenient, and from here the return to the car was nice and straightforward.


Crafty Christmas elephants and penguins

A very dear friend of mine is fond of elephants and last year I thought I would do a wood carving for her for Christmas. I had a small flat slab of Huon pine — a lovely softwood which is easy to carve — and, having done a couple of bas relief plaques to celebrate some friends’ Wood Badges (here and here), I thought I’d use the same approach for attempting a couple of elephants. I found a picture on the internet, and the end product — after chiselling, cutting, engraving (drilling and carving with a Dremel-like tool), sanding, oiling, and occasional frustrated muttering when things didn’t quite go as planned — is shown below. It’s not quite as good as I wanted it to be, but in the time and with the tools I had, it turned out not too badly.

This year I decided to be a little more adventurous. During the year I’d acquired a bigger block of Huon pine and I felt game enough to try something properly three-dimensional. With the aid of some reference photos (particularly necessary for the profile) I drilled out the big gaps and then chipped away at the outline.

Gradually things took shape and I could start adding light details. For this particular sculpture, in addition to my wood carving tools, I had a proper Dremel with decent attachments which made some of the work much easier.

The finishing touches involved some sanding and an oil treatment to bring out the beautiful grain of the Huon pine. There are still a few tiny blemishes that annoy me, but let’s just say they give it character and a slightly distressed patina (which makes it sound purposeful and artsy!).

My friend really liked it.

And speaking of “really liked it”, check out the photo below. My Hobart brother and his family like to give me a penguin gift at Christmas time but couldn’t find anything that suited. So, he took one of my photos (from this page, if you want to see his reference image) from my Antarctic trip, and made me a gentoo penguin with an egg out of Sculpy stuff. It’s about 5cm and gorgeous, and now sits next to Adele on a shelf in my loungeroom.

Happy Christmas 2017

For this year’s Christmas card design I wanted to try to produce a “stained glass window effect”. I have done this on at least two occasions in the past, if you take a squizz at the full collection of previous years’ cards, starting here. This time I used Procreate on the iPad again, taking advantage of the layers to make up for the fact that I failed “colouring in” in kindergarten, and using the different brushes and pens to get the leadlight and glass effect. I think I am now becoming a bit more fluent with this app, and may try something a bit more ambitious next year (although, in all likelihood, I’ll probably (a) forget this intention, (b) be pushed for time and be wanting to produce something in a screaming hurry as usual, and (c) come up with a design idea that needs some other approach entirely!). Oh, and in case no one notices the subtle symbolism, the lamb and Jesus’ swaddling clothes are the same colour. And, for the pedants out there, yes, I know the wise men are likely to get lost since the star in the picture is really not being much help as a navigation aid for the stable … even though it is generally agreed that the wise men probably came a year or so later, and thus did not visit the stable, and the shepherds were following the angel’s instructions on the GPS (“at the next roundabout, take the third exit”!) instead of relying on astronavigation (it’s the end of a long year, and my sense of humour has lost the plot!).

Even though Christmas card sending is a tradition in decline I still enjoy designing and sending cards each year, even if it adds a little to the end-of-year demands. It is nice to take some time to do something creative, and it is particularly enjoyable to reflect upon my friends and the blessings they are in my life. May you be blessed with happiness and surrounded by love this Christmas, and may 2018 be a totally awesome year, with an abundance of peace and blessings.

As mentioned earlier, the full collection of previous years’ cards can be observed by clicking here.

12 of 12, December 2017

Today was a very busy day, which ended up being rather odds-and-endsy from a photographic viewpoint.

On my way to picking up a friend to help her do some errands, I passed this young vineyard. We’ve watched it grow from an empty paddock to this, but it’s a bit strange: all that we can really see that they’ve “planted” is a huge number of poles and plastic tubes (actually you can just see the vines inside the tubes, but we didn’t ever see these being planted).

While my friend was getting ready, I watered her vegetable garden. I’m afraid that this is the entirety of the raspberry crop.

At one of the errand stops I had time to get some international Christmas cards addressed and stamped. This may not have been done soon enough!

Later in the afternoon, with nearly all the errands accomplished, I boarded a flight to Melbourne. My friend probably doesn’t know that I waved to her as I flew overhead.

I think I managed to get the Sudoku done before takeoff (I can’t remember for sure now; it really was a busy day) and then I wrote in a few Christmas cards.

As we started to fly around Port Phillip Bay I tackled the code-word puzzle, which was a little harder than usual, but I got it finished before we landed.

One of my Melbourne friends and past work colleagues is retiring, and my reason for flying across was to attend her retirement function the following day (and another friend/colleague was being similarly acknowledged at the same event).  She lives in Ballarat, and she and her husband kindly picked me up from the airport and we headed out to their lovely peaceful property nestled among the trees.

We had pre-dinner nibbles on the balcony as the sun set (and the mosquitoes lurked) before heading inside for a yummy dinner of slow-cooked Moroccan lamb-shanks accompanied by some convivial conversation that continued well into what remained of the evening.

[And, bother it … I forgot that this was going to be the 100th 12 of 12. I feel a sense of anticlimax and disappointment. Of course, I hadn’t actually planned something special but I had thought about planning something special. Sigh. Anyway, the “12 of 12” project involves taking 12 photos on the 12th of the month. This provides the opportunity to get snapshots of different aspects of your life, from the mundane to the fundane. I have been doing this since 2009; this is the 100th 12 of 12; I apologise for the lack of gravitas and/or spectacle.]

A Bushwalker’s Prayer

I wrote this poem back in August 1990, but it came to my brother’s attention a day or two ago via a time capsule (long story). He set the poem with one of his amazing photos of Russell Falls. We both have a soft spot for waterfalls.

Crepuscular rays over Carlton Beach

As I was leaving a friend’s place this evening, I noticed some interesting cloud and light effects, and so I popped down to Carlton Beach. Here, the late afternoon sun was producing a magical set of crepuscular rays through some  amazing cloud formations out over Frederick Henry Bay.

12 of 12, November 2017 (and Midlands 2017-#6N)

After a busy morning and early afternoon, in which there were things of interest but my mind was a bit too preoccupied for taking photos, I headed northwards with a work colleague/friend of mine for meetings that we have over the next couple of days. Today was one of those bright spring days, and the extended daylight hours made it nice to be driving in the evening.

At my friend’s house—knowing I wasn’t sure whether or not it would be easy to get my 12 photos for the day before it ended—I took a photo of her lovely rose bush, and some of the sunlit grass in her self-confessed overgrown front yard.

As we sped northward I needed to stop at one point to make a phone call, and so found a place to pull over and took some photos as I chatted on the phone. As you can see by the length of my rather silly shadow, it was definitely evening time. 

Many of the fields through the midlands contain piles of small boulders, accumulated as the farmers clear their paddocks of them.

After stopping for dinner in Campbell Town, the sun finally hit the western horizon. My friend took the first photo below out the car window as we drove, because there was no safe place to stop … but our speed and the camera’s wide angle setting don’t capture what we both found particularly attractive. Fortunately, we eventually found a place to pull over, because I really wanted to capture the sun-fire burning on the edges of the clouds.

Once in Launceston, I still had a few steps to go to get to my daily goal of 10000, so I took some night shots along the river, including the silos near Stillwater restaurant, and the Customs House building. 

[The “12 of 12” project involves taking 12 photos on the 12th of the month. This provides the opportunity to get snapshots of the spectrum of life’s experiences, from the boring to the exciting … depending on what happens on each particular 12th. I have been doing this since 2009; this is the 99th 12 of 12, which makes the next on the 100th, which does add a little pressure to the occasion.]