WOYWW 332, aboriginal art, kitten and paella in the street.

Hi folks, Here we are again, peeping at each other's desks. I'll show you mine quickly and get it over with:

This was my desk last night. Not much going on. I bought another photo frame for the lovely card Bridget sent me recently. (I managed to get a matching frame.) Bridget had sent me a postcard of Aboriginal art which I loved so much I framed it! Then she sent me another one (the one on the left) 

and that is now duly framed too. Thanks Bridget!

The pile in the foreground are more postcards that I have received recently, which I use as  subjects to write my daily blog.

Look what's under my desk:

She is a little stray kitty that lives on our building plot ever since she was a tiny kitten. One of the other stray cats had taken her under her wing and she survived. The other cats have moved on but she has stayed. She lives on the roof terrace and we feed her daily. Yesterday we had an appointment with a charity that neuters cats. We enticed her into the travel 'catcot' thingy, and off we went. We have a pick-up utility truck with a cover over the back. Well, to cut a long story short, kitty managed to get out of the box somehow, when we stopped for a drink an hour into our journey (the flap wasn't secured properly it appears). There was no way we could safely get her back in. Feral cats won't let you handle them, so she might have bolted as soon as we lowered the tailgate and we would have lost her in the middle of nowhere. So we cancelled the appointment and turned back. We decided to keep her indoors and she really loves it. She has found this mat by the bed and has been sitting there contently all evening. She didn't seem to be stressed at all by her 'adventure' in the back of the truck.

What's happening here in Spain? Well this weekend there was a charity paella organised for a little boy called Santi to raise money for a special treatment for him in Madrid. People paid 3 Euros for a plate of paella.

 This is in the main square of our village. The paella (a rice dish) is cooked over a wood fire. The building in the back ground is the town hall.

 Here in the background is a small church. (there is a bigger one in the next street).

This is looking up the High Street. We live at the end of that street. 
See how people queue up to get their portion and the volunteers spooning up. I think there must have been a few thousand people. I don't know how much money they raised. But it certainly was well attended.

That's it from me today. If you are wondering what this is all about, visit Julia at Stamping Ground who leads us into all this desk snooping....

Have a good week all of you,

Lisca

A Postcard a Day - Saturday 3 Oct 2015

Good Morning! 

Happy weekend!

I am a happy bunny today as I have had some happy mail! My blogfriend in Australia, Bridget, has sent me a card with aboriginal art.

I think this is beautiful. It is a work of art. I can't stop looking at it. I'm going to find out a bit more about it, like what medium has she used. Paint? Nails? Stones? Beads?

To be honest, I don't know which way is up, but I like it this way. 

It's called 'Water Dreaming' (1998) by Dinny Nolan Tjampitjinpa. "Life-giving water is of great significance to artists in the arid country of the Central Desert. The painting explains a valuable soakage where water can always be found. Its significance is celebrated in song and painted design."

I found some info on Dinny Nolan: 

Born west of Mt. Allan near the present site of Yuendumu, Dinny Nolan worked as a stockman on many cattle stations in the Northern Territory. In the 1970’s he settled in Papunya.

He is a senior lawman and a recognized leader for Rainmaking and Water Dreaming ceremonies. Among one of the first men to put the traditional body paintings and sand drawings on canvas.

Dinny Nolan’s art is characterized by his predominant use of natural ochre colours, and the designs he utilizes are the same he paints on the bodies of men taking part in ceremonies.

When interviewed, Dinny said that he is a survivor of the Coniston massacre. (This was the last officially condoned massacre of Aboriginal people. About 70 Warlpiri men and women were murdered on Coniston Station in August 1928).

Bridget knew I like this sort of thing. She has sent me a card before with aboriginal art. (Not the same artist. This is by Loretta McDonald))

I loved it so much, I framed it and it is hanging on the wall behind me. Here I have taken it down to photograph it.

So thank you Bridget! You've made my day. If I can find the same frame again I'll hang them both next to each other.

The stamps on the card are absolutely stunning! Four different planets. Beautiful!

That's it from me today. I hope you will join me again tomorrow, when I have another postcard for you.

Enjoy your weekend,

Blessings,

Lisca