November 12, 2009
The Two Pollies
My mother kept a goldfish pond in her back yard. In July her very rotund female laid her eggs and her husband did his duty resulting in lots of roe and very many teeny-weeny fry.
Mum rescued a glob of the fish eggs and raised them in a bowl inside the house away from their parent's canabalistic tendencies.
Many died-off but 3 remained. We brought them back to Toronto in the back of the car in an old mason jar. They weren't much bigger than sesame seeds.
So I introduced them to Ming's old bowl and the resident snail. We call him Monstro. We hope for the best for our three new fish.
I've always loved goldfish and goldfish images. Some of the earliest art I bought for myself was of Japanese carp hand-painted on silk.
Goldfish also remind me of two of my favourite blog artists - Polly Jones and Polly Jackson; a Texan and an ex-Texan. Their work is wonderul; full of light and life. I like their treatment of goldfish, carp, koi, whatever, very much.