Haiku: Looking South

Ripples like wet skin

Midday spangles looking south

Waders distant calls

Haiku and copyright Francis Barker 2020

Small Beginnings — Long Gestation

https://www.etsy.com/uk/shop/dfbart

I have restarted my Etsy shop, which I’ve had since 2011.

There’s not too much in it at the moment. I intend to concentrate solely on digital downloads, affordable simple art and photographs. I used to put my finished artwork on there but with little success. Maybe they were overpriced.

Copyright Francis Barker 2020

End of the Holiday Season at Hunstanton, West Norfolk

The crumbling two tone cliffs at Hunstanton, looking north.
The lovely beach at Old Hunstanton, just north of ‘new’ Hunstanton.
Looking south at Old Hunstanton
Promenading at Hunstanton.

*Autumn is here, so let’s stay on top of things.

All photographs copyright Francis Barker 2020.

Hunstanton Seaside Town, Norfolk

Photo copyright Francis Barker 2020

Hunstanton is one of the better seaside towns of Norfolk, in East Anglia, England.

With travel restrictions in place for most of the year, plus a curtailed holiday season, many Brits have been making the most of their own backyard, including traditional the traditional seaside.

Almost unique, the resort faces west, so is known for its spectacular sunsets. Not too hi-brow, it has a certain old world charm, with a sense of lived-in Victoriana, especially towards the end of the holiday season.

Definitely worth a visit in these strange and difficult times.

Copyright Francis Barker 2020

Why the English Eastern Coast?

You may well ask – why the fascination with England’s eastern coast?

The south coast may be more affluent, at times very picturesque and very dramatic in places. The south west, Cornwall and Devon, are wonderfully atmospheric. Great Britain as a whole is blessed with a huge variety of coasts.

Of course, the reason I favour the east coast, and in particular the stretch from Lincolnshire down to Suffolk, is that it is local! It may all be relatively low-lying but there is a huge variety of seascapes, from the bleak beauty of North Norfolk, surely one of the best coasts in the world, to the archetypal English coastal town of Southwold.

Who would want to paint anything else?

Francis Barker 2020

Poem ‘Chicxulub’

Chicxulub

I may never get to the Yucatan
to touch the KT boundary at its thickest

that iridium layer exposed
like a line of fat in the tastiest bacon

yet this was where the asteroid slammed,
when the dinosaurs were fried

atomised or blasted by the wind;
when Cretaceous gave way to Tertiary

and little shrews crawled out
into a scene like a nuclear winter.

Chicxulub— how the strange name grates
like the sound of the still ringing earth.

Merely saying it, I get a sense of deja vu,
like a sudden blinding flash

where I glimpse the endless burials
high on the mountain of Kailash

screened on some future sky

image and poem © copyright dfbarker 2012
painting clearly not of Chicxulub but of a scene much nearer to home, namely Hunstanton, where there is at least visible strata in the cliffs.