Heritage Photo Challenge It Girls Fe-mal-ism Her-it-age Wordplay

When I saw this week’s WordPress Photo Challenge is ‘Heritage’ I started off with myself and a wolf hybrid friend I once knew for a much too short time, but then I thought that although I love imagery and photography, this site is first and foremost a writing one, and while I can sometimes take a good photo, as a doctor of philosophy it should be my writing that counts most.

Syllables Numpty

After mentioning my PhD, I now hope to keep the underdog lovers on board, if you’re still here, greenYgrey style. Amazingly to myself, and hopefully to you, I’m playing The Kills on YouTube, and an unknown track just caught my attention primarily because of the vocals. I looked it up and it’s called Heart of a Dog! Moreover, the video contains lots of greenYgreying! It’s included at the bottom of this post.

Returning to my writing heritage for a little while, I never learnt English properly in school, as far as I remember anyway; and totally rebelled against Welsh, which I now think was silly, but was how I felt at the time!

English was separated into literature (mostly reading) and language (mostly writing) in secondary school, and I just did the latter, because the former took work, while the latter was just enjoyable as far as I was concerned: creating with a free mind without needing to do any prior work.

Self-analysing with the benefit of modern mental health knowledge, I guess it was a sign of ADHD, and one of the reasons I was happy to try becoming an independent writer instead of a researcher after graduating from university.

Anyway, the point I was trying to make, was that my lack of English literature knowledge might have been a help for my writing originality; what I like to call in a partly self-parody way, my self-proclaimed genius.

Mod-AAW-n It Girls Rock

When I thought I’d try and create wordplay out of ‘Heritage’, in a greenYgrey way, I separated it into ‘her-it-age’: thinking of the recently deceased Tara Palmer-Tomkinson in a fond way, who was the original ‘it girl’ I knew, or remember anyway. The actual syllable separation is her-i-tage, according to the Free Online Dictionary.

Here’s a her-it-age past to present it girl collage for the heritage photo challenge, with TPT and Rachel Hurd-Wood (great greenYgreying) separated by Sleeper’s 1996 album The It Girl:

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The it girls can be seen as forerunners of our AAWs (Adult Angelic Waifs), as most ‘it girls’ are slim, although ‘it girls’ originated, and mostly refers to, women in high society, while AAWs is op-AAW-n (open) to all.

Those who don’t qualify for AAW-someness in size, can still be support-AAWs… like me, who can do no more than try and have the heart of a loyal dog!!

Reflections Coincidence 7: Estonia and Finland Nature Photos

I thought I’d better make it to 7 Reflection Coincidence posts this morning (and a little into the afternoon), the number of my published books, rather than 6, which is still associated with the number of the beast by some. Here’s four more nice reflective photos for the WordPress reflections poetry challenge from my last solo Euro trek a year ago:

Estonia Nature

Finland Suncatcher (thinking of dreamcatcher, with particular reference to second photo featuring the sun reflecting off a web)

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Reflections Coincidence: 2

I’d already started a blog post yesterday (Thursday) reflecting on my marathons ambition being realised in Riga Marathon 2016, with this year’s taking place this weekend, when I saw today on Tesserology (Reflections Coincidence: 1) that this week’s WordPress photo challenge is reflections.

Shadow Reflection

Reflections have been a big part of the greenYgrey decade, with my Folding Mirror poetry form having a strong reflections focus, reflected in my second poetry collection being named 242 Folding Mirror Poems and Reflections.

The photo on that cover was of course a shadow rather than a reflection really, but included mental reflections in a twistYturvy greenYgrey way, after I’d been thinking with the sun and nature in the Yorkshire Dales for a while beforehand:

242 Mirror Poems and Reflections by [Latham, Marc]

I have taken many reflections photos too though, and they are now mental reflections too. Here’s a couple of greenYgrey ones from the Leeds – Liverpool canal, where I did a lot of my running training over the last eleven years.

The first is a close up of the water, taken on an open stretch of fields it was always nice to emerge into, with sky and electricity equipment reflected; the second is from a standing height, with sky and trees reflected in canal and puddles, taken near the start of the green belt:

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Three Peaks Yorkshire Dales Pen-y-Ghent Descent

I don’t want to over-dramatise a day-trip on a moderate-sized mountain, but my feet were feeling like blocks of ice after a couple of hours walking on Pen-y-Ghent, one of the Three Peaks over 1000 feet visible to each other around the villages of Horton-in-Ribblesdale and Ribblehead. The villages are on the famous Settle to Carlisle trainline, but I boarded the train before that in Leeds.

Pen-y-Ghent Peak

It’s about an hour’s train journey, and I’d taken about an hour to ascend Pen-y-Ghent from Horton-in-Ribblesdale, as described a couple of blog posts ago. I continued to the north on the peak. I probably followed the dry-stone wall around to the east too far, but knew I had to go west somewhere, and had the other two of the ‘Three Peaks’, Ingleborough and Whernside, in that direction as landmarks.

So after a while I headed down the mountain directly to the north, and found a track above what I just found out is the River Skirfare:

There was a nice little waterfall soon after I found it:

There were some blue skies around to the east, but these photos were just before the dramatic photos to the west in the first blog post of this series.

I had a nice surprise as I walked along the west side of Pen-y-Ghent, not far from the village, as I happened upon this sight, after first hearing the force of the waterfall:

I walked around to the other side for a different view and photo scene, and got Pen-y-Ghent in the background:

I thought it might be Gaping Ghyll, as it’s the only such place I knew, but have just looked it up and seen it’s called Hull Pot; quite an amazing little place I hadn’t heard of.

I was having trouble seeing my phone’s camera menu, and think I must have altered the settings by accident. The above photos seem more monochrome than I remember, while the one below just before I headed away from Pen-y-Ghent seems more tinted:

It felt like returning from another world as I saw green fields again. Whernside is in the background.

Last year I ascended Ingleborough in the snow:

In 2012 I did the Three Peaks in beautiful spring weather:

The solo trip was during the writing of my second poetry collection, 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections, and I used an image adapted from a photo taken on that trip for the front cover:


Ascending Pen-y-Ghent in Yorkshire Dales Three Peaks Snow

Cloudy when starting ascent
blue sky on Pen-y-Ghent
the ground was greenygrey
to the top all the way…

This was my first ascent of Pen-y-Ghent from the southern steep end. I ascended it from the north as the first of the Three Peaks when I did them in 2012. It was a trip in glorious spring sunshine that also produced the cover for my second poetry collection, 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections:


Five years later, I arrived in Horton-in-Ribblesdale at about noon…


Pen-y-Ghent has always reminded me of the sphinx; a crouching lion; and reading Graham Hancock’s Magicians of the Gods afterwards I first learned that it is a common mountain shape, due to the way weather corrodes mountains.



There were a few people around on the ascent, including a group doing all three peaks. Dry stone walls provide nice lines for photos.



Some blue sky appeared on the steeper ascent.



There was ice on the ground, and now I could see for miles.



There is a bit when it is a bit of a scramble, using stone for steps.



Then it levels out again…



… to the peak. One person was arriving just after me from the west, and two were following me with two dogs the way I ascended.



There was a nice view to the east too.



I continued north, and didn’t see anybody until returning to the village (Horton-in-Ribblesdale) over five hours later.


Wildlife is Free: fourYfive Forget Fur For New Readymade Art

Wildlife is Free is a simple slogan, but I Googled it, and didn’t find it, so am showcasing it here, with four images I just saw on a MSN News story, creatively crafted into a greenYgrey-relevant readYmade to celebrate the centennial anniversary of Marcel Duchamp’s most famous toilet to fountain artwork, which is considered the most important twentieth century creation by many aficionados.

Wildlife is Free Double Meaning

Wildlife is Free works as a double meaning, as much surreal art consists of juxtaposing different items or ideas:

  1. Animals living in the wild are free
  2. Animals living in the wild are free for humans to see

While some animal welfare activists don’t want any animals to be in ‘human captivity’, I take a more greenYgrey attitude to it, thinking that in the current global situation for animals some are better off protected in captivity, and that they act as ambassadors for future generations, as I recently heard them described in a wildlife park.

Anyway that’s enough written art, and here’s some artistic images carefully crafted into a great new greenYgrey readymade:

Slide 7 of 25: Alicia SilverstoneSlide 11 of 25: Christian SerratosSlide 25 of 25: In this photo released Wednesday, Nov. 11, 2009, by The People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals, shows Atlanta Falcons' Tony Gonzalez and his wife October posing nude for an animal rights ad campaign.
Slide 18 of 25: Kelly Brook

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Leeds Kirkstall Abbey and Yorkshire Sculpture Park Photos

James Fox spent the majority of his Sky time for the Forest, Field and Sky documentary at the Yorkshire Sculpture Park, and mostly at James Turrell’s Skyspace, which is a building with a hole in the middle to permanently view the sky. It was commissioned in 2007.


Kirkstall Abbey Photo

I think I took this photo in 2006, along with others used for my first Travel Thru History article on Kirkstall Abbey in Leeds, Yorkshire: Following a Monk’s Life. (the typo in the first paragraph wasn’t mine, although I do make them sometimes myself – it should be: I am sitting in the tranquil green grounds of Kirkstall Abbey, with the medieval building to one side and swans gliding somewhere between the River Aire and the lowering sun to the other.)


The white line is a plane’s contrail, and a bird has flown off the nave’s edge at about where the 8 is on a clock.

I doubt if Turrell or the commissioners have seen my photo, but I was reminded of it while watching the Forest, Field and Sky documentary.

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