Monthly Archives: July 2014

Brogdingnagian buggies of Barnes bambinos

buenas noches fidus achateserooneys          Enjoyed myself at the Hawaiian adhesive tape this morning.  It’s great that the WWT have been instrumental in rescuing the demise of the Hawaiian goose (Nene) and the Laysan duck.  Mind you, as I smudged the golden fleece and lady lucks I did give a thought to Elvis and his Hawaiian masterpiece ‘Rockahula Baby’. I apologise for the rather garish colour of the smudges, my computer seems to be taking over control of the colour infusion. 

Hawaiian Goose

laysan duck

I continued my leisurely meanderings around the World’s wetlands arriving at the “Chica chica boom boom’ section,South America, then perambulating on to north of the border, the United States of America where I smudged a couple of Northern pintails.

Northern pintails

On my meanderings I was watched by a saucy jackdaw who didn’t appear to be intimidated by Yours T, so I took his Mencken’s stricture*

jackdaw

Just before I left the reserve I noticed a kerfuffle around the otter pool. It must have been feeding time because whenever I pass they are usually ‘tucked away’  Oy Vey, I tried to get a smudge but was deterred by the frightening ladies with buggies who whizz about the reserve. With their oversized McClaren whizzers they are as daunting as the tadpoles of the Ancient Crovis. A couple were propped against the barrier overlooking the otter pool  with the gargantuan buggies parked sideways between them, taking up space for about eight people!  I did squeeze in at the end of a queue of chattering school saucepan lids and managed a quick smudge which I enclose. 

otters

Hasta la pasta machachas   x   i Jedi de Kwackerjack

*Mencken’s strictures on the 1920’s, with its self-righteous prohibition on alcohol and unconventional ideas   =  pictures

 

Individualistic, leucistic, impressionistic little biscuit

hello my peeps   I managed to get another smudge of the little leucistic mallard duckling. While we’re on the “Aagh” smudges, let me present for your delectation this tiny tufty duckling as well. I managed one of my ‘portraits’ of a handsome barnacle goose as well as a Barnaby of a goldeneye lady. I particularly liked the composition and ‘feel’ with the rippling water  throwing up patterns reminding me of moire silk (don’t forget, I was in the schmutter business)   I luvs yer and leaves yer   x  i Jedi de Kwacksnack

mallard

tufty duck

barnacle goose

golden eye F

Flash Harry

Yo Peeps   Not Richard the Thirding today so I thought I’d give you one of my sensible odes! You know it makes sense.  I’ve always been fascinated by the nacreous opalescent sheen  of this little diptera, Musca domestica Linnaeus.  Where do they come from when something unpleasant is left underfoot. Where had they been lurking? 

 

I’M VERY MUCH FOND OF THE BLUEBOTTLE FLY

A VERY NICE ONE, ONCE FLEW INTO MY EYE

I SAID TO BLUEBOTTLE, SO PRECIOUS AND DEAR

“I THINK IT WOULD BE BETTER IF YOU MOVED TO MY EAR”

 

THE WEE LITTLE FELLOW, NICKNAMED FLASH HARRY

REMOVED TO MY EAR, WHERE HE’S EASY TO CARRY

“THANK YOU FLASH HARRY, YOU’RE THOUGHTFUL AND KIND

I BUMP INTO LAMP POSTS WHEN WALKING HALF BLIND”

 

FLASH HARRY AND I HAVE WONDERFUL TIME

EXCEPT WHEN HE’S NAUGHTY, DIPPING HIS BOOTS, SLIPPING IN SLIME

WHEN I TAKE HIM TO DINNER, HE’LL EAT ANYTHING

BUT ONCE STUFFING CHEESECAKE GOT SPOTS ON HIS WING

 

I SAID TO MY HARRY “YOU’LL GO ON A DIET

NOW DON’T MAKE A FUSS, BEHAVE AND BE QUIET

YOU KNOW YOU CAN’T FLY WHEN YOU CARRY A LOAD

YOU’RE LOSING YOUR LOOKS, AND RESEMBLE A TOAD”

“THAT’S NOT VERY NICE” SAID DOWNHEARTED FLY

“I’M CUT TO THE QUICK, FEEL I COULD DIE”

“WELL MY FLASH HARRY, IF YOU WANT TO BE SLIM

CUT DOWN ON DOUGHNUTS, WORK OUT AT THE GYM”

 

I HAVE A PARTNER WHO’D SEEN ME WITH PET

LAUGHED “WHERE DID IT COME FROM?   HE’S NOT FROM A VET”

I SAID “ROGER PLEASE, DON’T UPSET ME   OR MY FLY

BOTH VERY SENSITIVE, WE’RE LIABLE TO CRY”

 

NOW ROGER WAS CRAFTY, FLYING OFF TO PENANG

RETURNING NEXT DAY WITH LARGE ORANG-UTAN

SO SAYING TO PARTNER, WHO HAD NAMED THE BEAST KEITH

“HE’LL GET HAIRS ON YOUR CARPET, AND WON’T CLEAN HIS TEETH

CREATE HAVOC AND CHAOS, SMASH UP YOUR FLAT

WHILST LITTLE FLASH HARRY SLEEPS UNDER MY HAT

UNLIKE MY SWEET LITTLE BLUEBOTTLE HARRY

THE DOWRY’S ENORMOUS IF KEITH FANCIES TO MARRY”

 

ROGER TURNED NASTY   STUCK OUT HIS TONGUE

UPSETTING FLASH HARRY, WHO HAD SETTLED ON DUNG WHICH TRUCULENT HEIFER HAD CARELESSLY FLUNG

LITTLE FLASH HARRY     FLUSHED BY TART RASPBERRY DART

WEEPED FROM TOP OF DUNG HILL     “YOU BEAST,     EVEN SMALL FLIES HAVE MINUSCULE HEART”

Tooty Frooty x I Jah d’KwackerJack

PS I thought I’d drop in this Gallinula chloropus punch-up at Barnes yesterday.
moorhens

Duck &Dive for Duncandisorderly

Yo Doods  It was very pleasant at Barnes this morning as I took my time perambulating the pathways of the various World wetland habitats. Remarkable really. I managed to get a smudge of a bufflehead as it lifted and dived, a game I used to play with Duncan at the Cabernet Sauvignon at Restharrow, Usually with tufties.

bufflehead

I also managed a Barnaby of a fulvous whistling duck as it stretched its wings. I made sure to get it on the right side as the collection ducks have their wings clipped (well on one side) to stop them flying off. For my collection of portraits I smudged a very nice pink footed goose who was very obliging and sat very still for me. I think he thought I was going to give him his dinner? I hope you like
pinkfoot
fulvous whistling duck     Hasta la badger     x  i Jedi d’KwackKwack

 

Two of my Heroes

Yo Doods   I didn’t go birding today so I thought I’d post a couple of Barnaby’s from my archive. You know it makes sense.  The first smudge is of the racing driver Ayrton Senna who I ‘shot’ in the Marlboro McLaren garage at the track in Montreal, Canada. It was 1988, in the year of his exciting duals with Alain Prost. I adapted my original photo into a series of digital paintings which I exhibited a few years back. Fortunately I still have my original print.

GTSenna 2

The second smudge is of the first great photographer Henri Lartigue.  Dear Henri lead the way.  His early pictures of racing cars are amazing. I had been lunching with him in Paris and had dropped him back to his house for a cup of Rosy. I was very taken with his St Louis Blues* and asked if I might take a picture of him in situ.  It wasn’t a ‘staged’ portrait, just an off the cuff smudge. Nevertheless I was very pleased to have captured this moment of my hero. It was 1968

Jacques-Henri Lartigue

T T F N       x      i Jedi d’Kwack

* St Louis Blues  =  shoes

 

Phoenicopterus Portraiture

Yo Baraterooneys  Had chores to do this glorious morning so didn’t go Richard the Thirding, so I’ve posted a few bird portraits taken the last week at Barnes WWT.  Not the flamingo though,  I smudged the elongated Gregory Peck’d ‘Tangoed’ wuzzoe at Slimbridge WWT a little while ago on a visit with Lord Moffo who at the mo’ is in Hungryland chasing  lepidoptera.  Hasta la pasta machacharooneys x i Jedi d’Quackmandoo

Flamingo

 

flamingo

 

bufflehead  drake

 

bufflehead   male

 

 

hooded merganser  F

 

hooded merganser   female

 

black swan

 

black swan

Marbled Teal losing his marbles

Hello Mateys   It was very muggy when I arose this morning so decided to let the train take the strain!  Leaving the kipper at home I took Shank’s Pony up the frog to South Ken and jumped on a Rubic’s Cube to Hammersmith.  What a treat, the old Uncle Gus was waiting to take me straight to the Wetlands, and you could tell it was my bus by the lady lucks decorating the sides.

duck bus

On arrival I couldn’t help myself but had to do another portrait of a Bewick’s Monty Don who was posing close to the entrance. I know I’ve shown a Bewick’s before but I luvs ’em. I shot the Monty as if I was ‘doing’ a Vogue cover.

Bewick's swan

Another treat was the outrageous magpie geese. I enclose a smudgerooney for your delectation. Carrying on my perambulation around the winding paths of the reserve I came upon a marbled teal whizzing up and down and around a small scrape. I felt sorry for the little bird as I noticed one wing had been clipped when he tried to fly off. You can see the missing primaries in the Barnaby i took. I carried on to the Peacock hide and noticed an unusual large number of Canada geese.  Apparently they had been gathering in a field close to the reserve, but today was a children’s sport thingy so they had sensible removed to the safety of the WWT! Here’s a picture of the old mother’s.   Ta ta for now   x  i Jah de Quack

magpie goose

marbled teal

canada geese