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.
June 2015
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Moods of the Mountain #65

(Yep, I’ve numbered this #65, despite the possible confusion. I messed up the counting on a couple of occasions and there are repeated numbers; this is, however, the 65th “Moods” post.)

It was one of those gloriously crisp winter mornings this morning, and the mountain seemed dusted with icing sugar. You have to admit: it’s quite beautiful.

The […]

Winter night lights

The Dark Mofo festival, now in its third year (recall Spectra [Tasmania] from 2013 and Articulated Intersect and the Dichroic Filter Piece prisms from 2014), has well-and-truly transformed the atmosphere of Hobart in the cold and dark June midwinter. There are paid events and weird things and things probably not to my taste that I haven’t […]

12 of 12, June 2015

I’d hoped to get out for a decent walk during daylight hours today, but it’s marking season and not only am I behind on this but I’m swamped by a large number of other things as well. It was, however (and unfortunately), a glorious day, and so I wanted to do something a bit interesting for […]

Photogenic mountain and bridge

I’ve been busy designing the covers for the proceedings of a conference we are hosting in Hobart next month, and have been messing around with some photos of the bridge and mountain. When the bridge and mountain are just so stunning to start off with, it’s pretty hard not to produce some okay photographs. These are […]

Late afternoon reflections

I took Mum and Dad for a drive down to Carlton River, where we found an old cemetery — just a few overgrown stones in a hillside paddock — and appreciated the reflections in the still river in the late […]

A dramatically different decision

I happened to be checking through my “Moods of the Mountains” posts this morning, and discovered that I had miscounted them, by accidentally repeating a number in their labelling. What’s more, I had done this twice.

I thought about this for a moment and then … drum roll …

I <gulp> decided not to do anything about it.


I […]

Moods of the Mountain #64

Moon, mist, and an almost missing mountain.

Sunrise and moonset, as the Bridgewater Jerry drifted down the valley in front of the mountain. This explains why I was a bit later to work than I might otherwise have been.

The full “Moods of the Mountain collection” […]