Seaside frippery...
For me, the other side of the fascinating blogging coin is flickr, an online site for posting photographs (one click on the moving pics in the box to the right will get you to mine...this said for non-flickr souls). Contacts are made, friendships forged and with a click of the mouse, you can peek into homes, watch the daily progression of someone's latest craft in progress, go on holiday with them, wander gardens and drool over their latest cooking endeavour. What started out as just a few comments left here and there on a photo, has resulted in some wonderful women entering my life. January's Dew Drop Inn series that I wrote showcased some of their blogs, but the nitty-gritty of their lives is found on flickr in their incredible photographs. The fun part began when I started to join a few groups...Corners of My Home, Nifty Thrift, Rescue Pets, true loves which was started by Gwen, Teapots and gulp, so far another fifty-nine and counting. Jayne and I started a group called The Unpretentious Garden, after discovering that there really wasn't a garden group that shared our funky outdoor decorating style. We decided we'd be okay with just the two of us as members, but another 147 gardening folk joined the ranks. There's serious groups with serious rules and there's fun groups with fun rules. Apparently, several million photos are posted on flickr each day...that equates into a lot of people and a lot of groups.
One group that I joined last week as soon as it was formed, was The Art Nahpro Fan Club. AN is really Paul Jackson, a very talented artist and it was photos of his work that first caught my eye. Then I quickly found out that he's surrounded by a very witty and very active entourage spread throughout the globe. The Norfolk, Sussex lot chat back and forth in comment form under photos and I finally remarked one day that I didn't think any of them owned phones...they talk to each other on flickr. Paul sets up and photographs what he calls temporary assemblages in old drawers. The other day I found an old drawer buried in sand on the beach and the temptation to play about with it got the better of me. With a few pieces of wood and a rock, I had my own temporary assemblage to photograph to post for the group.
My long-time friends have always made me think outside the box, steered me clear of the norm and made me colour outside of the black lines and now my blogging and flickr friends are encouraging that in me, too, proving once again, that you can put a round peg in a square hole.















