The Iona Abbey Cloister may have risen from the ruins of the Reformation, but the capital carvings are decidedly contemporary. I can't identify the botanical ones myself, but I was entranced by the birds ~ especially, of course, the gannets.
Gannets are enormous and sleek creamy-white seabirds, with black wingtips, yellow heads and necks, and startlingly outlined eyes. They nest on the rocky cliffs of the European and North American coasts of the North Atlantic and, once grown, spend their days sailing across the ocean. The acrobatics by which they make their living ~ steep climbs into the air and speedy plunges straight into the sea ~ are rivaled only by those of pelicans.
What better metaphor for a sweeping search of one's life choices and opportunities than a gannet extended above the waves, a regal and yet restless surveyor of the vast ocean surface? The gannet reminds us that life is an adventure in both beauty and profound unease, and that the sea itself is limitless in its textures and possibilities.
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I think those may be boobies.
Don't say nobody liked them. I haven't visited (sorry...been busy!) But I love this art! As you know, I am enchanted by birds...
I love this art too...beautiful photos, as always...and I always especially enjoy reading what you've written about your travels.
Well...the gannet is the only northern member of the booby family and we were definitely in the north.
Beautiful photos; I loved the more modern work there. Sorry I didn't comment but have been busy all week and just now got to the blog.
I needed you on the Cape to do bird identification. I couldn't find my book and spent the week clueless.
I like the ancient art better as it seems more of the place but I suppose every place needs to stay current.
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