|The Healers Shanty|
The Healer’s Shanty
A fishing shanty in Cape Coast Ghana. Among the most important commercial activities in Cape Coast, Ghana is its commercial fishing fleet. Providing support to those who ply the ocean currents are the folks who repair the nets, process the fish and perform other economic activities essential to the trade. This means that the opportunities for great images begins in the water and carries on throughout the city but especially in the areas directly adjacent to the water.
These fishing shanties provide shelter for those working in these ancillary economic activities as well as storage for much of the gear. The man living in this shanty was clearly one of the most respected and competent net menders in Cape Coast. The reference to a healer reflects the respect given to someone who fixes the nets upon which many of the residents of this city are dependent for their livelihood. The term "shanty" is not used in a pejorative way only in the tradition of fishing villages around the world. I was never privileged to go inside this home but the outside was magical enough!
Original: One edition of 5 signed originals is created of this image. Printed on fine art rag paper with archival inks. To purchase an original or an affordable digitally initialed open edition print, click here: http://bit.ly/HealersShanty
Wayne D. King’s images are a celebration of life, blending the real and the surreal to achieve a sense of place or time that reaches beyond the moment into a dreamlike quintessentialism designed to spark an emotional response. Using digital enhancement, handcrafting, painting, and sometimes even straight photography, King seeks to take the viewer to a place that is beyond simple truth to where truth meets passion, hope and dreams.
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Sunday, October 29, 2017
Monday, October 2, 2017
The Prevaricating Day
Summer in the North Country,
A warm breeze, briefly noted.
Through pine and hardwood,
Crossing fields of corn and
Unmown grass portending hay
Cutting, courting, cunning
Teasing, testing, trimming
As if intending to remain,
Yet only taunting.
June days, behind us now,
Beckoned us out, out
Out to shake off winter.
Stubbornly liberating spring.
A month of April showers,
Ours for but a pair of days.
Dried to hard baked soil by May
Still pushing, prodding, poking through
Heralding summer’s silken start.
Now, even as a warm wind
Blows from the west
Turning winged wind turbines
Rising from the ridge
Leaves of red and orange burst forth,
From windblown maple
Flaring fusilade of fall
From a tableau of green and blue
A warning beacon, summer is fleeting!
Autumn lies just beneath the surface
Of the prevaricating day.
Wayne D. King
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