"Bovines bathe at Busselton beach"
Isn't that a fantastic header! I suspect the journo had fun with the whole article too.
It's so easy when driving for my brain not to really concentrate on what is being discussed on the radio, but this one got my attention.
The idea of a small herd of scrubbed cows being taken to paddle at a beach, with their farmer owners in top hats and tails - well it's different! The artist Andrew Baines has produced some unusual paintings in the past. He combines the sea and corporate types, putting them in the water to show them getting away from the city to enjoy nature. The paintings are dramatic, and encourage one to pause and think about the message.
I understand that he created this "surreal bovine installation" in part to highlight the difficulties faced by dairy farmers with the current ludicrous pricing of milk. The price of a litre of milk is not much different to a bottle of water. No wonder the farmers are grumpy. I hope this bit of artistic expression helps raise awareness about their plight.
Somehow, I can't imagine the cows I photographed being remotely interested in paddling, they look too happy relaxing in the paddock.
A video clip of cows, beach and spiffied up farmers and a brief interview with the artist Andrew Baines is available here, and an article with fantastic photos at the link up the top.
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Monday, March 7, 2011
Friday, February 11, 2011
Munching cows.
There are no worries about Mad Cow Disease in this environment. The biggest irritation these lovely ladies would experience would be random cyclists stopping and taking photos, then remembering to bat their ridiculously long eyelashes over their blissfully brown eyes.
Living like this probably means they don't need hormones to increase their milk production, and hopefully they don't get pumped with many antibiotics either.
This area around Kilkunda is rather swampy, and the cows and Paperbark trees thrive. It's possible to pull thin layers of the creamy white bark from the Paperbark trees and write on the smooth surface.
I just realised the title is ambiguous. It refers to cows munching grass, not me munching a cow.
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Living like this probably means they don't need hormones to increase their milk production, and hopefully they don't get pumped with many antibiotics either.
This area around Kilkunda is rather swampy, and the cows and Paperbark trees thrive. It's possible to pull thin layers of the creamy white bark from the Paperbark trees and write on the smooth surface.
I just realised the title is ambiguous. It refers to cows munching grass, not me munching a cow.
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