Central Fife Open Studios

… it will soon be open studios again
and the shop is starting to take shape …

… please come if you can …

take a look at all the participating artists here:
http://www.centralfifeopenstudios.org/

 

Jupiter Artland

… what a great place …

 

… some great new exhibits …

 

… old favourites …

 

… fun watching the interactions in the ballroom …
kids buried in freshly popped popcorn

… fabulous food in equally fabulous surroundings …

 

… and friendly locals …

… not even a bit of rain spoiled our enjoyment …

Dunfermline Old and New

… an interesting wander today around Dunfermline …

Necropolis 2

… the insides or backs of the stones
are equally as interesting as the fronts …

 

… ok so I slipped in the front of one stone above  …

Necropolis 1

… stunning views within the Necropolis
and across Glasgow …

… for more information click  here ….

 

Wee Willie Winkie

… I spotted this memorial at Glasgow Necropolis …
apparently he died in poverty
and is buried in an unmarked grave at Tollcross

… I don’t know any of his other poems
and never realised this one had so many verses …
more poems and information:  here

 

Willie Winkie

Wee Willie Winkie rins through the toun,
Up stairs and doon stairs in his nicht-goun,
Tirlin’ at the window, cryin’ at the lock,
‘Are the weans in their bed, for it’s noo ten o’clock?’

‘Hey, Willie Winkie, are ye comin’ ben?
The cat’s singin’ grey thrums to the sleepin’ hen,
The dog’s spelder’d on the floor, and disna gi’e a cheep,
But here’s a waukrife laddie that winna fa’ asleep!’

Onything but sleep, you rogue! glow’ring like the mune,
Rattlin’ in an airn jug wi’ an airn spune,
Rumblin’, tumblin’ round about, crawin’ like a cock,
Skirlin’ like a kenna-what, wauk’nin’ sleepin’ fock.

‘Hey, Willie Winkie – the wean’s in a creel!
Wambling aff a bodie’s knee like a verra eel,
Ruggin’ at the cat’s lug, and ravelin’ a’ her thrums
Hey, Willie Winkie – see, there he comes!’

Wearit is the mither that has a stoorie wean,
A wee stumple stoussie, that canna rin his lane,
That has a battle aye wi’ sleep before he’ll close an ee
But a kiss frae aff his rosy lips gies strength anew to me.

William Miller

Meaning of some Scottish words:
Tirlin’=rapping
ben=through
thrums=purring
spelderd=spread out
waukrife laddie=insomniac boy
glow’ring=shining
mune=moon
airn=iron
Skirlin’=shrieking with excitement
kenna-what=something or other
creel=deep basket
Wambling=wriggling
Ruggin’=tugging
lug=ear
ravelin’=confusing
thrums=purring
stoorie=dusty
stumple stoussie=short, sturdy child

Riverside Museum

… a beautiful building designed by Zaha Hadid …

… on the banks of the Clyde …

… great reflections …

this is self portrait with skateboarder

… I loved the windows  …

forgetting that people were on the other side

… inside is the museum of transport …

… and outside the magnificent Clyde with walkways and gardens replacing the old industries …

… a grand day out …

… links …

https://www.dezeen.com/2011/06/10/riverside-museum-by-zaha-hadid-architects/

http://www.glasgowlife.org.uk/museums/riverside/pages/default.aspx