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Mementos: Pedicures, various

These days – what with the M.E.(cfs) and Fibro etc. – slowing me down, I find activities to get me out of the house which requires doing not much but sitting.

While pedicures may not seem like a medical therapy, and they’re certainly not, self-care is important part of my healing journey. Indeed, when feeling frustrated and early days of the illness, I made a list of things I can do which involves sitting down, but get me out of the house, and leave me with a feeling of satisfaction. These ideas include: making scrapbooks, watching matinée movies, sitting in parks under a tree, getting my beard professionally trimmed (rather than chopping at it myself), as well as enjoying pedicures.

As such, on all my healing journeys, I find pedicure places to massage and soothe my feet, trim up my nails, and leave with some colour to decorate. (Noting this predilection often elicits a strange response from the practitioners as painted toes aren’t as common for men as they are for women certainly, but I find this practice quite enjoyable nonetheless.)

In some cases, I paint my toes the colour of a local flag or other traditional local schemes (coconut trees, bamboo, waves…), otherwise I generally stick to shades of blue and green. For the record: Indonesia and Thailand definitely have the best pedicure practitioners (is that the proper term?), but I’m also eager to try pedicures in Vietnam as many manicurists in the USA, come from Vietnam.

In India especially, they thought my practice of painting toes was very strange, as such, i did myself (very poorly yet joyfully nonetheless). In Nepal, they were low on supplies but made do with some rugged polish which was moreorless impervious to removal. Once or twice, i enjoyed a pedicure whilst at sea.

I first started this practice at the advice of a remarkable lady who took me for a pedicure in Vancouver before going to Jamaica the first time at that time, I had Jamaican flags painted on my big toes (not sure i have a photo…). Sometimes i take photos of my toes, not all the time, here are some of mah big ole ugly feets. Sometimes i forget and just take snap of the old colour before replacing. No annotations since i don’t expect anyone will look or care, i mean really, its just photos of my feet – ewwww. Continue reading Mementos: Pedicures, various

Bosphorus Float (poem in process)

Towards the Yangtze (poem + pictogram)

Poem: Yangtze Morning, cards (handwritten)
Poem: Yangtze Morning, cards (handwritten)+

Towards the Yangtze

 

1

4AM Shanghai

Me, insomniatic as usual

Watching light rise 

Through pollution skies

To illuminate building designed

By a committee of Dr. Seuss, Salvador Dali and MC Escher

 

The ship pulls out through endless gauntlet 

of all the ships in the world

Each their own world

Tiny houses on giant barges, flags, cigarette and a wave

2

Yangtze River wide

As a sound

Cozy as an African watering hole

Herds of barges graze

Like wildebeests lady to fall into stampede

When hyena party boats of wedding revellers disappear into dark, 

Moored behind elephant cruisers

The bulls wait  beyond the marsupial floating dry docks 

Holding wounded deer craft 

Under gaze of manicured obedient flocks

Of bobbing cranes

Feeding vibes into yawning hippos accustomed to melons

Catamaran racers lean into wind, puny sailors lean to balance for the watches and cameras 

As peacocks might 

Beneath windmills grindingly faraway wheat

3

The wagon trail of floaters

Parade through river intersections

Obeying crackled jargon appointing times-subject to change

From typhoons, tainted waters, tides and an abundance of caution

And negotiation

Then the dispatch arrives

And like preschoolers, holding a string

The horizon redefines with tankers

Containers, cruisers, scoopers, prospectors, fighters, seekers, and free radicals 

Bearing industrial names 

Referred by diligent tugs

Pilots breakwater boundaries

And the wake and buoys ahead

Soon they will diverge to transient paths 

Using similar charts 

And common codes

 

At Sea: 4 Insta snaps (with orange sweater and coffee mug)

Presented without annotations. Just a guy, at sea, with beverage – jauntily leaning at times, even posing cheekily or cheerily. Content at the moment. (snapped with Fuji Insta-camera)

At Sea: Leaning with mug and orange sweater, 4
At Sea: Leaning with mug and orange sweater, 1

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