This photograph is of the ocean facing side of the bunker. If anything happens here related to art, it is usually random graffiti. However, I took this photo because of the cow and her calf sitting in the shade of the building.
When I went back to the cliffs to see the waves the day after the last posting, someone had defaced or graffitied over the image from the day before. So I thought to include that update here, as well as a photo giving another perspective of the location of the bunker. Here you see people out watching the big swell that was breaking that day. In the distance are the lowlands of the West Maui Mountains, as well as the island of Moloka’i.
I still can’t get use to this being a Christmas scene. It was a lovely couple of hours, watching the surfers, chatting with friends, dozing. And at times it feels… I’m not sure what the word is, wrong doesn’t convey the right meaning? Despite spending a good many years, decades, in the tropics, something in my cellular, read childhood, memory I think expects something else.
Another double billing of the bunker. Aside from the front facing, main painting, some graffiti had also been added to the side, so I decided to share that as well.
I posted a photo of this smiley face on the bunker before I started The Bunker series, and so I decided to
post two more angles of the building on that day.
In going back through my photographs I found this distant view of the bunker. Although the artwork is not clear, it can be seen if you zoom in. I also like how this photo gives another perspective on where the bunker sits.
The big swell is starting to arrive this evening. My wife and I headed down to Hoβokipa to catch the first waves coming in. Apparently it will get bigger as we go into the weekend. The road and shore line was covered in a mist of water thrown up by the surf.
I’m currently listening to A Charlie Brown Christmas (Expanded Edition) by Vince Guaraldi Trio. I love this soundtrack and the associated Peanuts TV special. I’ll be watching it again this year. π
This evening was beautiful, crystal clear with hardly a breath of wind. A couple of friends dropped by to say “hello.” At sunset the conversation turned to what to do for dinner?
So while I lit a fire, everyone else got busy in the kitchen and concocted a meal from leftovers. Our dishes full, we sat round the fire eating, chatting and catching up. And there we stayed for long after our plates were empty, under a dark sky thickly dotted with stars.
A big βThank youβ to Andy Carolan for creating my seasonal owl avatar to take me through the holiday periodβ¦and maybe through the winter?
This is my third owl avatar. Two by Andy and one by heyheymomo.
Why owls? I lived in South Wales for just shy of two decades. While there I could hear owls calling out during the stillness of the night. Occasionally during the day I would catch a glimpse of a tawny owl sitting in a tree, or quietly in flight. On one lucky occasion I caught a tawny owl feeding its young in the hollow of an old apple tree.
Here on Maui I have seen Pueo, the short-eared owl that lives here in Hawaii.