tagged “P”

tagged p pop art

like the horoscope says
it is time to Pause
on the edge of the Precipice
and Ponder only
where Predisposition
Pushes us
Put all Platitudes aside
cease Placating
those who will not be Pleased
like the Proverbial Pachyderm
Parked in the room
be the Paramedic
Poring over the Patient
Pop art and Poetry
from the Postscript
our Penance

 Proceed to the entries in Frizztext’s A-Z Challenge: tagged “P”.

Travel Theme: Illuminated


colour therapy

Long winter evenings of late have been spent in some rather trivial (but always constructive) pursuits – Across the Bored likes to multitask when faced with sitting through a less than riveting televised programme, so we do little repairs, hand sewing long neglected (we tried needlepoint but counting stitches was problematic), trash useless emails or clean the phone. It was while busy with this last task that we discovered over 300 apps all nicely tucked into categories on 4 home screens…. What? Perhaps this was the reason for our poor phone’s weakened state, rapidly draining battery and dwindling memory: that and the over 2000 photos we just can’t seem to part with.

6 hours later with a good number of lame apps gone and the camera roll reduced by half (it’s a start and yes, they are backed up in 2 different places), we had made a lovely reacquaintance with some of the nifty photo-editors that had been dormant for awhile.

We have been illuminated.


See the light in the entries of Where’s my backpack?’s Travel Theme: Illuminated.

This was Thursday: 1964

You still got me

In the Leap Year that was 1964, the Mods and Rockers were duking it out  in the streets, race riots erupted, students staged (the first of many) sit-ins at the University of California and Cassius Clay won the World Heavyweight Boxing Championship. On one side of the world, Sidney Poitier was the first African-American to win an Academy Award while on the other, Nelson Mandela was sentenced to life imprisonment. Much to everyone’s dismay, the war dragged on in Vietnam.

Beatlemania continued its sweep of North America but the bad boy stance and rougher sound of UK bands like The Kinks, the Zombies and the Rolling Stones reached out hungrily for their own idolizing demographic. They still towed the line for their public performances by appearing in matching suits but their hair was a little longer and less coiffed, their gyrations less restrained and so the desperate cries from female audiences became just a little lustier.

The music produced in this year has provided a blueprint for successive generations but the arts and media were not far behind with innovation of their own. Pop Art was graphic dynamite for many at the New York World’s Fair, its embrace of commercial techniques and mechanization proved appealing to those who didn’t live in fear of the bomb, the birth of computers and rapidly encroaching technology. It was a wake-up call to the establishment – not only the old and entrenched had a voice in popular opinion – the reins of censorship and oppression were being grabbed by the younger generation and thrown to the side. All anyone wanted to do was get their fingers into the mane of freedom and ride bareback into the sunrise.


For more on 1964 visit:

The Kinks
Robert Indiana
Nelson Mandela
1964 JukeBox