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Six rock tombs on the Dalyan river (4th - 2nd century BC), which are Dalyan's prime sight
The façades of the rock tombs resemble the fronts of Hellenistic temples with two Ionian pillars, a triangular pediment, an architrave with toothed friezes, and acroterions shaped like palm leaves.
The Kaunos city walls
The spectacular Kaunos city walls were erected during the reign of Mausolos in the 4th century BC. They are extraproportional in relation to the size of Kaunos and its population, presumably because the satrap had high expectations of the city's future as a marine and commercial port. The city walls start west of the inner port and run along the hills N and NW of the city, to the top of the steep cliff opposite Dalyan centre. There is a walking track along the wall, starting at the Çandır water station. The regularly-shaped rectangular blocks and the way the blocks have been positioned give a fine impression of Hellenistic building techniques. Parts of the wall are well-kept, other parts have been taken down and rebuilt.
UNESCO Tentativelist.
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Ancient City of Kaunos
Turkey
Date of Submission: 15/04/2014
Criteria: (i)(ii)(iii)(iv)
Category: Cultural
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Permanent Delegation of Turkey to UNESCO
State, Province or Region:
City of Mugla, Mediterranean Region
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Description
The property within boundaries of District of Koycegiz is located in the face of Dalyan City and on the right shores of Dalyan Stream (Calbis) which connect Koycegiz Lake to Mediterranean. It was the capital of the ‘Kaunos Region’ between the Caria and Lycia until the beginning of the 4th BC.
The existence of Kaunos had known by the scholars but its location was a mystery until English archaeologist Hoskyn discovered it in 1842. Swedish archaeologist P. Roos defined the independent state boundaries of Kaunos as follows: “Starting from the Fethiye Bay at the north and Ancient City of Krya at the north of the bay; extending till Tlos at the 35 km east of Fethiye, Idyma at Gokova Bay at the west and Çamkoy located in the west of Urla which is little forward to north.” In today’s context, the coastal area starting from the south plains of Mugla and extending till the mountains between Mugla and Antalya was under the sovereignty of Kaunos. Kaunos has kept this borders until the 4th century BC but then lost its statue of sovereign state after the Persian invasion. It was one of two cities resisting against Persian invasion (other is Xanthos) such that they paid high taxes to prevailing states many times in order to keep their independency as a port city.
Kaunos was mentioned as Ksibde in Lycian scripts, while as Kbid in the scripts of other surrounding cities. Life style and language of Kaunos people share similarities with Carian people except five letters in their alphabet are not seen in latter which makes Kaunos language is unique to them. Heredot reveals in this respect that “There is Carian influence in their language or their influence in Carian language. This is an issue which I couldn’t clarify.” In fact, epigraphic materials in Carian language are found mostly in Kaunos today. Kaunosian could not be understood until very recently just because Carian language was not decoded. However, by virtue of a stela written in Greek and Carian, it has been possible to unravel Carian language and a little of Kaunosian due to Greek language had already been known.
Kaunos was an important sea port city with two ports; one is in the south at the southeast of Küçük Kale (Small Castle) and the inner port at its northwest, the present Sülüklü Göl (the Lake of the Leeches). The southern port was used from the foundation of the city till roughly the end of the Hellenistic era, after which it became inaccessible due to its drying out. The latter was used till the late days of Kaunos, but due to the silting of the delta and the ports, Kaunos had by then lost its important function as a trade port and started becoming poor. After Caria had been captured by Turkish tribes and the serious malaria epidemic of the 15th century AD, Kaunos was completely abandoned.
The city was constructed on terraces; significant religious structures like Baselius Kaunios Temple, Apollon Sanctuary and Demeter Sacred Rocks on one side and Bath, Theatre and other structures including Palaestra on a large terrace which is called Upper City on the other. The monumental terrace on which the Upper City situated connects Baliklar Mountain with the Acropolis by extending the city into Mediterranean like a tongue and naturally creating a second harbour basin in the east.
In many places in the ancient city, it has been found stone cutlery and arrowheads from Palaeolithic era. The finding and remains in Kaunos reveal the prosperity of the city as a great power of its time and that it was a sovereign state which minted on its behalf. The coins printed in this region especially in the first half of the 5th century BC are of great importance since a winged figure is displayed on the front side while pyramidal formed monoliths on the back. Besides, letters of K and B found on the coins are important due to they are the first two letters of the first name of Kaunos, Kbid.
The oldest find at the Kaunos archaeological site is the neck of a Protogeometric amphora dating back to the 9th century BC, or even earlier. A statue found at the western gate of the city walls, pieces of imported Attic ceramics and the South – Southeast oriented city walls show habitation in the 6th century BC. Although none of the architectural finds at Kaunos itself dates back to earlier than the 4th century BC, history of Kaunos is believed much earlier than that.
Because of the paleogeographic formation of Dalyan Delta and the silting of the former Bay of Dalyan (from approx. 200 BC onwards), Kaunos is now located about 8 km from the coast.
King Acrisius of Argos was warned by an oracle that he would be killed in time by a son born to his daughter Danae. So he promptly locked Danae up in a tower and threw away the key. But the god Zeus got in, disguised as a shower of gold, with the result that Perseus was born. So Acrisius straightaway stuck daughter and infant into a brazen chest and pushed it out to sea. Perhaps he expected it to sink like a stone, but instead it floated quite nicely, fetching up on a beach on the island of Seriphos. Here a fisherman named Dictys came upon the unusual bit of flotsam and adopted a protective attitude toward its contents. Thus Perseus had the advantage of a pure and simple role model as he grew to young manhood. Then one day Dictys's brother, who happened to be king in those parts, took a fancy to Danae and pressed his attentions upon her.
"You leave my mother alone," insisted Perseus, clenching a not-insubstantial fist. And the king, Polydectes by name, had no choice but to desist. Or, rather, he grew subtle in the means of achieving his desires.
"Okay, okay, don't get yourself into an uproar," he said to Perseus, though not perhaps in those exact words. He put it out that, instead, he planned to seek the hand of another maiden, one Hippodameia.
"And I expect every one of my loyal subjects to contribute a gift to the bride price," he said, looking meaningfully at Perseus. "What have you to offer?"
When Perseus did not answer right away, Polydectes went on: "A team of horses? A chariot of intricate devising? Or a coffer of gems perhaps?"
Perseus fidgeted uncomfortably. "If it meant you'd leave my mother alone, I'd gladly give you anything I owned - which unfortunately is precious little. Horses, chariot, gems, you name it - if I had 'em, they'd be yours. The sweat of my brow, the gain of my strong right arm, whatever. I'd go out and run the marathon if they were holding the Olympics this year. I'd scour the seas for treasure, I'd quest to the ends of the earth. Why, I'd even bring back the head of Medusa herself if I had it in my power."
Pausing for a breath against the pitch to which he'd worked himself up, Perseus was shocked to hear the silence snapped by a single "Done!"
"Come again?" he queried.
"You said you'd bring me Medusa's head," Polydectes replied. "Well, I say fine - go do it."
And so it was that Perseus set out one bright October morn in quest of the snake-infested, lolling-tongued, boar's-tusked noggin of a Gorgon whose very glance had the power to turn the person glanced upon to stone.
Clearly, then, Perseus had his work cut out for him. Fortunately he had an ally in Athena. The goddess of crafts and war had her own reasons for wishing to see the Gorgon vanquished, so she was eager to advise Perseus. Why, exactly, Athena had it in for Medusa is not entirely clear. The likeliest explanation is that the Gorgon, while still a beautiful young maiden, had profaned one of Athena's temples. For this sacrilege Athena turned her into a monster, but apparently this wasn't punishment enough. Now Athena wanted Medusa's head to decorate her own shield, to magnify its power by the Gorgon's terrible gaze. Athena told Perseus where he could find the special equipment needed for his task.
"Seek ye the nymphs who guard the helmet of invisibility," she counseled the young hero.
And where, Perseus inquired, might he find these nymphs?
"Ask the Gray Sisters, the Graeae, born hags with but an eye between them. They know - if they'll tell you."
And where were the Graeae?
"Ask him who holds the heavens on his back - Atlas, renegade Titan, who pays eternally the price of defying Zeus almighty."
Okay, okay, and where's this Atlas?
"Why, that's simple enough - at the very western edge of the world."
Before sending him off on this tangled path, Athena lent Perseus her mirrored shield and suggested how he make use of it. And while her directions were somewhat deficient as to particulars, Perseus did indeed track down Atlas, who grudgingly nodded in the direction of a nearby cave where, sure enough, he found the Graeae. Perseus had heard the version of the myth whereby these Sisters, though gray-haired from infancy and sadly lacking in the eyeball department, were as lovely as young swans. But he was disappointed to find himself taking part in the version that had them as ugly as ogres. Nor was their disposition any cause for delight.
Sure, they knew where the nymphs did dwell, but that was, in a manner of speaking, theirs to know and his to find out. With cranky cackles and venomous vim, they told him just what he could do with his quest. But the hero had a trick or two up his sleeve, and by seizing that which by virtue of its scarcity and indispensability they valued above all else, he made them tell him what he wanted to know about the location of the water nymphs.
At this point Perseus might have paused to consider the extent to which his quest was akin to computer adventure gaming. For starters, there was the essential business of bringing back - as in Jason "bringing back" the Golden Fleece to Colchis where, in the form of a flying ram, it had carted off a young maiden and her brother on the point of sacrifice. How remarkably similar to a gamer acquiring a particularly hard-sought icon for his or her inventory. Or so Perseus might have reflected had he been born in the era of compact discs and read-only memory. And then, in furtherance of his Medusa quest, there was the laundry list of other "inventory" that had to be acquired first, beginning with the shield with the mirrored surface and the helmet of invisibility.
Some versions of the myth have it that the water nymphs in question were pretty much garden variety. Properly referred to as naiads, they were minor deities of a far-less-than Olympian order, mildly powerful in their own limited way, but not even immortal, and confined in their scope of operation to a given body of water. For just as dryads are fairy creatures attached to trees, and Nereids are ocean-going, naiads are nymphs that live in ponds and pools.
Thus when the handsome youth Narcissus fell in love with his own reflection in the surface of a pool, he broke the heart of the nymph who dwelled therein, who was condemned only to repeat Narcissus's sighs and murmurs like an echo. In fact, Echo was her name. And thus when the handsome youth Hylas strayed while fetching water for his shipmates on the Argo, some nymphs at the water hole were so smitten that they yanked him beneath the surface to dwell with them forever - much to the despair of Heracles, whose squire he was.
One version of the Perseus myth holds that the naiads he sought were special indeed, having as their domain the dark and lifeless waters of the river Styx, in the deepest Underworld. They were also reputed to have such bad personal habits that they could be smelled from a great distance. Such is perhaps understandable given the dubious cleansing powers of a river in Hell.
At length Perseus found the nymphs and got the gear. This consisted of the helmet of invisibility, winged sandals and a special pouch for carrying Medusa's head once he'd chopped it off. Medusa would retain the power of her gaze even in death, and it was vital to hide the head unless occasion called for whipping it out and using it on some enemy.
The god Hermes also helped out at this point, providing Perseus with a special cutting implement, a sword or sickle of adamant. Some add that it was Hermes, not the nymphs, who provided the winged sandals. Thus Perseus was equipped - one might even say overequipped - for his task. In fact, a careful examination of the hero's inventory leads to the suspicion that we are presented here with a case of mythological overkill.
A quick escape would be essential after slaying Medusa, since she had two equally monstrous sisters who would be sure to avenge her murder, and they had wings of gold or brass which would bear them in swift pursuit of the killer. So at least the winged sandals were a good idea. But if this supernatural appliance guaranteed the swiftest of escapes, why bother with a helmet of invisibility, which made it just about impossible for the Gorgons to find you even if you didn't deign to hurry away? Because it makes for a better myth, that's why.
And so Perseus sought out Medusa's lair, surrounded as it was by the petrified remains of previous visitors, and he found the Gorgon sleeping; Yes, even though he had the good old magic arsenal, Perseus was not so foolhardy as to wake Medusa. And even though her gaze could hardly be expected to turn anyone to stone while her eyes were closed, he used the device provided by Athena to avoid looking at Medusa directly. (This suggests that you could be turned to stone just by gazing at Medusa, though most versions of the myth have it that it was the power of her gaze that counted.)
Entering, then, somewhat unglamorously into the fray - if "fray" is the right word to describe a battle against a sleeping opponent - Perseus whacked Medusa's head off. At just that instant, the winged horse Pegasus, offspring of Medusa and the god Poseidon, was born from the bleeding neck. Then Perseus donned his special getaway gear and departed victoriously before Medusa's sisters could take their revenge. Though these sisters were immortal, Medusa clearly was not. She died when her head was severed, which required the special cutting implement given to Perseus by Hermes.
Even in death Medusa's gaze could turn things to stone, so Perseus quickly stored his trophy in the special sack provided by the water nymphs. Returning to Seriphos, he put it to good use on King Polydectes, who had gone back to pestering the hero's mother just as soon as Perseus was out of sight. Polydectes made the mistake of being sarcastic about Perseus's conquest of the Gorgon. And since he took this truly heroic accomplishment for granted, he himself was ever afterwards taken for granite.
Chloe, means young green shoot, another name for the Greek Goddess Demeter, Her latin name is Ceres.
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What a place for a sunflare Lola! That's actually as there's a tiny scratch (it occured during Malawi) on the lens, which as far as I'm aware is irreplaceable. It likes creating white spots on most photos, they're just usually not that obvious.
Ha, my expression. I didn't know I was capable of an elegant "loss" expression, usually I just look like I'm in pain. But I don't hate this. I just look sad. Obviously that's the point - I'm Demeter, and my daughter Persephone has just been stolen by the underworld god, Hades. I'm the goddess of seasons and life (hence, flowers). Demeter wore a dark veil to signify mourning (hence, scarf). Yes there's a summer house behind me, but I'll get rid of that some other time.
Now my neighbours think I'm mad, and I smell like lavender. Sweet dreams for me tonight please.
This was fun, and very impromptu. Was supposed to be going shopping but got cancelled (going now instead) so I jumped outside in the COLD and took some photos in the beautiful sun. Hey, sun, I missed you!!!
suggestions for fancy dress outfits for a "goodies vs baddies" party? I'm a bit of a villain girl, if you've got any ideas? Much appreciated!
Ei meninas, tudo bem?
Desencalhando o Deméter, até que ele é bonito, mas não conquistou meu coração. Além disso, demorou horrores para secar. Acho que ele deve ser o menos holográfico dessa coleção ... hum, sem mais. rsrs.
1x Pôr do sol - Impala (quase uma água de tão ralo).
3x Deméter - Hits
Beijo preciso estudar!! que preguiça!!
Gab!
This is the time of year that Hades, god of the dead, kidnaps Kore from the Goddess Demeter... her mommy.
Kore falls in love with Hades as Hades falls in love with her and they are partners. Kore misses Demeter. She solves the problem that when the earth is in darkness she will be with Hades her lover. In spring and summer she will wander the earth with Demeter her Mother.
To seal the deal she changes her name to Persephone and has taken the pomegranate as her fruit to help us common folk to know that winter will end and the fruit of the earth will return.
"Demeter (Goddess of Fertility)"
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Original Painting
by Cara Buchalter of Octavine Illustration
Painted in gouache* on wood (Plywerk*).
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*Gouache: a water-based paint similar to watercolor but with more pigment producing a bolder, matte tone.
*Plywerk: a handcrafted wood panel made in Portland, Oregon using environmentally sustainable practices.
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Please visit my blog for further details:
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©2008 Cara Buchalter. Please don't take and use the images without permission, thanks.
Persephone was Demeter’s (goddess of the Earth) cherished daughter. One day she was picking flowers in a field when Hades, the King of the Underworld, long drawn to Persephone's beauty, burst up through a cleft in the earth and abducted her. The devastated Demeter searched everywhere for her lost daughter, even changing herself into the form of a bird so that she could search otherwise inaccessible places.
All that year no grain grew on the earth while Demeter searched and sorrowed, and humans would have died of hunger had not Helios, god of the sun, who sees all, told Zeus what had happened. Zeus, pressured by the hungry people and by the other gods who felt their anguish, could not allow the Earth to die and forced Hades to return Persephone.
Before she was released to Hermes, who had been sent to retrieve her, Hades tricked Persephone into eating three pomegranate seeds. The pomegranate is the food of the dead, and eating the seeds should have prevented Persephone's return to her mother. Zeus interfered, knowing that the girl had eaten them unknowingly, and said that Persephone would only spend three months (one for each seed) of each year as Hades' queen.
When Demeter and her daughter are together, the Earth flourishes with vegetation and color. Winter is the time of darkness for three months each year, when Persephone returns to the underworld and Demeter grieves.
Una idea que queria hacer hace tiempo, no se si mejorarla o hacer otra, no tengo mucho tiempo por la U pero bue, ahi esta ,
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I saw these at demeterfragrance.com, and had to buy them! this is a 6-piece cologne set made for Sanrio's 50th Anniversary. Each bottle is rather small, and holds .5 fl ounces. There are different sizes/sets to buy at the site, but this one was cheapest, around $40 shipped.
Each fragrance smells pretty close to the character (hover for scent names. Also they are based on my sense of smell, the scents weren't officially listed.) They are a bit strong though, so I doubt i'd wear them much, but still pretty cute.
I was a tad disapointed though ... although these are cute, the page states that they would come in a "adorable gift set box", which they didn't ... simply plain white boxes. Also, these are advertised as a "spray", but have no spray nozzle, just a cap.
Condition: Bought new, never used.
Licensed by Sanrio, 2010.
You can buy them here:
Illustration by Graham McCallum for "The Story of Persephone", retold by Penelope Farmer.
Collins, London, 1972.
Knidos (Cnidus)
Ancient City, Turkey
Written By: The Editors of Encyclopaedia Britannica
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Cnidus, ancient Greek city on the Carian Chersonese, on the southwest coast of Anatolia. The city was an important commercial centre, the home of a famous medical school, and the site of the observatory of the astronomer Eudoxus. Cnidus was one of six cities in the Dorian Hexapolis and hosted the Dorian games every four years. The Cnidians claimed they were of Spartan origin.
First founded on the southern coast of the Reşadiye peninsula, it was moved in c. 330 bc to Deveboynu Burnu (Cape Kriyo), where a small island was artificially joined to the mainland. One of the two harbours thus created served ships of war, the other merchant shipping. Cnidus founded colonies on Lipara, north of Sicily, and at Black Corcyra (modern Korčula, Croatia) in the Adriatic Sea.
After a vain attempt to convert their peninsula into an island, the Cnidians submitted to the Persians soon after 546 bc; they supported Athens in the Delian League against Persia but revolted against Athens in 412. Cnidus became a democracy in the 4th century bc and was under Ptolemaic control in the 3rd century. It was a free city within the Roman province of Asia, enduring until the 7th century ad, when it was abandoned.
C.T. Newton, excavating the site in 1857–59, found a marble statue of the seated Demeter there. Later excavation revealed the axial plan of the ancient city, a few private dwellings, and numerous public buildings. The most significant of these is the Temple of Aphrodite, a circular Doric temple, excavated by Iris C. Love in 1970. At this site Love found the marble base and fragments of the famous statue of Aphrodite sculpted by Praxiteles in the 4th century bc. The statue, one of the most celebrated in classical antiquity, was purchased by the people of Cnidus after the citizens of the Cos had rejected it on account of its nudity.
www.britannica.com/place/Cnidus
www.triphistoric.com/historic-sites/knidos
The Lion of Knidos
www.britishmuseum.org/research/collection_online/collecti...
DEMETER FROM KNIDOS
The sculpture of Demeter, found in her sanctuary at Knidos in 1858, was first recorded in modern times by English travelers in 1812. The inherent pathos of the figure – the deep-set eyes and other facial characteristics – is often associated with works of the 4th century BCE. sculptor Skopas. However, the work is also often attributed to other sculptors, and some sources date the origin of the work to later centuries.
Here, Demeter is shown seated on a throne - the back part and arm-rails have broken away and are missing. Her lower arms and hands are also lost, though she probably once held a libation bowl or torch. The head was carved separately from the body and socketed into the neck. Demeter is portrayed as a model of Greek womanhood - serene, mature, motherly and modestly veiled. It is speculated that the piece may have originally been accompanied by a standing figure, presumably Persephone. It is also speculated that weary in her search, she sits alone.
Historical Context:
The Sanctuary of Demeter at Knidos was laid out at about the same time as the re-founding of the city, around 350 BCE. The sanctuary consisted of a long platform terraced into the side of an acropolis, with spectacular views of the city below and the sea beyond. Many votive sculptures were once displayed within the sanctuary. Most of these survive only as fragments, but this cult statue of Demeter herself is remarkably intact.
www.britishmuseum.org/research/collection_online/collecti...
* Demeter: based on the looks of her actress, Blythe Danner.
* Doyle the Leprechaun: based on Iwan Rheon with an Irish look.
* Michael Hinzellman: based on my interpretation while reading the part of Lake Side.
*Chad Mulligan: idem.
*Johan Wengren: a beserker/metalhead. Nuff said.
Oi gente!!
Consegui uns desapegos incríveis através da Larissa aqui do Flickr. Realizei vários desejos antigos, bem do início do meu vicio, quando não encontrava quase nenhuma marca na minha city e nem comprava pela net.
O primeiro que escolhi pra usar foi o Deméter, sei que muitas não curtem esse tom, mas ele é lindooooo e tem uma holografia muito gracinha!! Combinei com uma das minhas películas artesanais e morri de amores. Essa estampa de coqueiro é meio brega né, mas eu amei, me julguem hahahaha
Xero meninas
Outstanding archaic bass-relief from Selinus depicting the Goddess Demeter driving a chariot drawn by four white rampant horses; she is leading back to the Olympus her daughter Kore, or Persephone, portrayed standing on the chariot, beside her mother.
Limestone bass-relief
From Selinus’ Acropolis
About 540-530 BC
Palermo Archaeological Museum “Antonio Salinas”
Scanned immage from a DIA taken in September 1995.
Knidos (Cnidus)
Ancient City, Turkey
Written By: The Editors of Encyclopaedia Britannica
See Article History
Cnidus, ancient Greek city on the Carian Chersonese, on the southwest coast of Anatolia. The city was an important commercial centre, the home of a famous medical school, and the site of the observatory of the astronomer Eudoxus. Cnidus was one of six cities in the Dorian Hexapolis and hosted the Dorian games every four years. The Cnidians claimed they were of Spartan origin.
First founded on the southern coast of the Reşadiye peninsula, it was moved in c. 330 bc to Deveboynu Burnu (Cape Kriyo), where a small island was artificially joined to the mainland. One of the two harbours thus created served ships of war, the other merchant shipping. Cnidus founded colonies on Lipara, north of Sicily, and at Black Corcyra (modern Korčula, Croatia) in the Adriatic Sea.
After a vain attempt to convert their peninsula into an island, the Cnidians submitted to the Persians soon after 546 bc; they supported Athens in the Delian League against Persia but revolted against Athens in 412. Cnidus became a democracy in the 4th century bc and was under Ptolemaic control in the 3rd century. It was a free city within the Roman province of Asia, enduring until the 7th century ad, when it was abandoned.
C.T. Newton, excavating the site in 1857–59, found a marble statue of the seated Demeter there. Later excavation revealed the axial plan of the ancient city, a few private dwellings, and numerous public buildings. The most significant of these is the Temple of Aphrodite, a circular Doric temple, excavated by Iris C. Love in 1970. At this site Love found the marble base and fragments of the famous statue of Aphrodite sculpted by Praxiteles in the 4th century bc. The statue, one of the most celebrated in classical antiquity, was purchased by the people of Cnidus after the citizens of the Cos had rejected it on account of its nudity.
www.britannica.com/place/Cnidus
www.triphistoric.com/historic-sites/knidos
The Lion of Knidos
www.britishmuseum.org/research/collection_online/collecti...
DEMETER FROM KNIDOS
The sculpture of Demeter, found in her sanctuary at Knidos in 1858, was first recorded in modern times by English travelers in 1812. The inherent pathos of the figure – the deep-set eyes and other facial characteristics – is often associated with works of the 4th century BCE. sculptor Skopas. However, the work is also often attributed to other sculptors, and some sources date the origin of the work to later centuries.
Here, Demeter is shown seated on a throne - the back part and arm-rails have broken away and are missing. Her lower arms and hands are also lost, though she probably once held a libation bowl or torch. The head was carved separately from the body and socketed into the neck. Demeter is portrayed as a model of Greek womanhood - serene, mature, motherly and modestly veiled. It is speculated that the piece may have originally been accompanied by a standing figure, presumably Persephone. It is also speculated that weary in her search, she sits alone.
Historical Context:
The Sanctuary of Demeter at Knidos was laid out at about the same time as the re-founding of the city, around 350 BCE. The sanctuary consisted of a long platform terraced into the side of an acropolis, with spectacular views of the city below and the sea beyond. Many votive sculptures were once displayed within the sanctuary. Most of these survive only as fragments, but this cult statue of Demeter herself is remarkably intact.
www.britishmuseum.org/research/collection_online/collecti...
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"In Greek mythology, Persephone was the Queen of the Underworld, consort of Hades and the daughter of Demeter and Zeus.
Persephone (Greek: Περσεφόνη, Persephónē)is her name in the Ionic Greek of epic literature. In other dialects she was known under various other names: Persephassa, Persephatta, or simply Kore (Greek: κόρη, "girl, maiden" [1]) (when worshipped in the context of Demeter and Kore).
The Romans first heard of her from the Aeolian and Dorian cities of Magna Graecia, who use the dialectal variant Proserpina. Hence, in Roman mythology she was called Proserpina, and as a revived Roman Proserpina she became an emblematic figure of the Renaissance.
In Greek art, Persephone/Kore is invariably portrayed robed. She may be carrying a sheaf of grain and smiling demurely with the "Archaic smile" of the Kore of Antenor.
The figure of Persephone is well-known today. Her story has great emotional power: an innocent maiden, a mother's grief at the abduction, and the return of her daughter. It is also cited frequently as a paradigm of myths that explain natural processes, with the descent and return of the goddess bringing about the change of seasons.
In a text ascribed to Empedocles describing a correspondence between four gods and the classical elements, the name Nestis for water apparently refers to Persephone.[2] "Now hear the fourfold roots of everything: Enlivining Hera, Hades, shining Zeus. And Nestis, moistening mortal springs with tears".
Of the four gods of Empedocles' elements it is the name of Persephone alone that is taboo, for the Greeks knew another face of Persephone as well. She was also the terrible Queen of the dead, whose name was not safe to speak aloud, who was named simply "The Maiden". In The Odyssey, when Odysseus goes to the Underworld, he refers to her as the Iron Queen. Her central myth, for all of its emotional familiarity, was also the tacit context of the secret initiatory mystery rites of regeneration at Eleusis, which promised immortality to their awe-struck participants — an immortality in her world beneath the soil, feasting with the heroes beneath her dread gaze (Kerenyi 1960, 1967)." (((Wikipedia)))
Oh, hi, Demeter. Persephone? No. No, I haven't seen her. Why do you ask?
Created for Marcus Ranum Challenge #142
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I know in the real myth, Persephone's mother, Demeter, was not with her daughter when Hades dragged Perspehone down to the underworld and forced her to be his bride, but this is the image that I have had in my head for a long time. In my view, there is so much more tension to the story if you can see Demeter's reaction as her daughter is literally torn from her.
If you are unfamiliar with the myth, there is a good summary of it here: www.mythicarts.com/writing/Persephone.html
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Demeter with a crown of ears -
Valle Ariccia - Rome, Terme di Diocleziano -
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Updating somewhat old news: ordered 8 months ago, my becautiful Dollshe Amanda finally reached me! I am completely excited about her, she is gorgeous. So far only halfassed her wig (my first try ay making wigs, gosh, it's hard!!!) and still didnt find time to do her faceup. But hopefully soon!
....Persephone was the daughter of Demeter and Zeus... In the Olympian telling, the gods Hermes, Ares, Apollo and Hephaestus had all wooed Persephone; but Demeter rejected all their gifts and hid her daughter away from the company of the Olympian deities...
...Persephone was innocently picking flowers in a field in Enna, when Hades came to abduct her, bursting through a cleft in the earth, and carrying her off to the Underworld to be his Queen.
...Life came to a standstill as the devastated Demeter, goddess of the Earth and seasons, searched everywhere for her lost daughter. Helios - the sun - who sees everything, eventually told Demeter what had happened.
Finally, Zeus, pressed by the cries of the hungry people and by the other deities who also heard their anguish, forced Hades to return Persephone. However, it was a rule of the Fates that whoever consumed food or drink in the Underworld was doomed to spend eternity there....
Before Persephone was released to Hermes, who had been sent to retrieve her, Hades tricked her into eating pomegranate seeds, (six, seven, eight, or perhaps four according to the telling), which forced her to return to the underworld for a season each year.
Ascalaphus – son of a river spirit - and who tended the gardens of Hades, informed the other deities that Persephone had eaten the pomegranate seeds. In her anger and grief, Demeter flung water from the River Phlegethon over Ascalaphus, transforming him into an owl...
When Demeter and her daughter were united, the Earth flourished with vegetation and colour, but for some months each year, when Persephone returned to the underworld, the earth once again became a barren realm.
~ Adapted slightly from Wikipedia's article on Persephone
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~ Today the sky is bright, cornflower blue and the promise of Spring is in the air... and I imagine Persephone making her way home to Demeter...
Where I lived – winter and hard earth.
I sat in my cold stone room
choosing tough words, granite, flint,
to break the ice. My broken heart –
I tried that, but it skimmed,
flat, over the frozen lake.
She came from a long, long way,
but I saw her at last, walking,
my daughter, my girl, across the fields,
in bare feet, bringing all spring’s flowers
to her mother’s house. I swear
the air softened and warmed as she moved,
the blue sky smiling, none too soon
with the small shy mouth of a new moon
~ Demeter,
by Carol Ann Duffy
~ For my Mum, who gave me this poem and a most beautiful painting, which inspired this drawing. With all my love.
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And while I drew this, I became completely and hopelessly infatuated with...
Pretty much everything The Weepies have ever sung, but particularly this song...
...and Ian Dudley's whimsical, jewel-coloured dreams of distant seas and bearded deep-sea-divers...
p.s. And this little clip really, really made me smile. I never knew Vulcans were prone to corpsing. ;-)
Marrom lindo da Picture, desejado a tempos!!
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LOG OF THE "DEMETER"
Varna to Whitby
Written 18 July, things so strange happening, that I shall keep accurate note henceforth till we land.
On 6 July we finished taking in cargo, silver sand and boxes of earth. At noon set sail. East wind, fresh. Crew, five hands . . . two mates, cook, and myself, (captain).
On 11 July at dawn entered Bosphorus. Boarded by Turkish Customs officers. Backsheesh. All correct. Under way at 4 p. m.
On 12 July through Dardanelles. More Customs officers and flagboat of guarding squadron. Backsheesh again. Work of officers thorough, but quick. Want us off soon. At dark passed into Archipelago.
On 13 July passed Cape Matapan. Crew dissatisfied about something. Seemed scared, but would not speak out.
On 14 July was somewhat anxious about crew. Men all steady fellows, who sailed with me before. Mate could not make out what was wrong. They only told him there was something, and crossed themselves. Mate lost temper with one of them that day and struck him. Expected fierce quarrel, but all was quiet.
On 16 July mate reported in the morning that one of the crew, Petrofsky, was missing. Could not account for it. Took larboard watch eight bells last night, was relieved by Amramoff, but did not go to bunk. Men more downcast than ever. All said they expected something of the kind, but would not say more than there was SOMETHING aboard. Mate getting very impatient with them. Feared some trouble ahead.
On 17 July, yesterday, one of the men, Olgaren, came to my cabin, and in an awestruck way confided to me that he thought there was a strange man aboard the ship. He said that in his watch he had been sheltering behind the deckhouse, as there was a rain storm, when he saw a tall, thin man, who was not like any of the crew, come up the companionway, and go along the deck forward and disappear. He followed cautiously, but when he got to bows found no one, and the hatchways were all closed. He was in a panic of superstitious fear, and I am afraid the panic may spread. To allay it, I shall today search the entire ship carefully from stem to stern.
Later in the day I got together the whole crew, and told them, as they evidently thought there was some one in the ship, we would search from stem to stern. First mate angry, said it was folly, and to yield to such foolish ideas would demoralise the men, said he would engage to keep them out of trouble with the handspike. I let him take the helm, while the rest began a thorough search, all keeping abreast, with lanterns. We left no corner unsearched. As there were only the big wooden boxes, there were no odd corners where a man could hide. Men much relieved when search over, and went back to work cheerfully. First mate scowled, but said nothing.
22 July.--Rough weather last three days, and all hands busy with sails, no time to be frightened. Men seem to have forgotten their dread. Mate cheerful again, and all on good terms. Praised men for work in bad weather. Passed Gibraltar and out through Straits. All well.
24 July.--There seems some doom over this ship. Already a hand short, and entering the Bay of Biscay with wild weather ahead, and yet last night another man lost, disappeared. Like the first, he came off his watch and was not seen again. Men all in a panic of fear, sent a round robin, asking to have double watch, as they fear to be alone. Mate angry. Fear there will be some trouble, as either he or the men will do some violence.
28 July.--Four days in hell, knocking about in a sort of malestrom, and the wind a tempest. No sleep for any one. Men all worn out. Hardly know how to set a watch, since no one fit to go on. Second mate volunteered to steer and watch, and let men snatch a few hours sleep. Wind abating, seas still terrific, but feel them less, as ship is steadier.
29 July.--Another tragedy. Had single watch tonight, as crew too tired to double. When morning watch came on deck could find no one except steersman. Raised outcry, and all came on deck. Thorough search, but no one found. Are now without second mate, and crew in a panic. Mate and I agreed to go armed henceforth and wait for any sign of cause.
30 July.--Last night. Rejoiced we are nearing England. Weather fine, all sails set. Retired worn out, slept soundly, awakened by mate telling me that both man of watch and steersman missing. Only self and mate and two hands left to work ship.
1 August.--Two days of fog, and not a sail sighted. Had hoped when in the English Channel to be able to signal for help or get in somewhere. Not having power to work sails, have to run before wind. Dare not lower, as could not raise them again. We seem to be drifting to some terrible doom. Mate now more demoralised than either of men. His stronger nature seems to have worked inwardly against himself. Men are beyond fear, working stolidly and patiently, with minds made up to worst. They are Russian, he Roumanian.
2 August, midnight.--Woke up from few minutes sleep by hearing a cry, seemingly outside my port. Could see nothing in fog. Rushed on deck, and ran against mate. Tells me he heard cry and ran, but no sign of man on watch. One more gone. Lord, help us! Mate says we must be past Straits of Dover, as in a moment of fog lifting he saw North Foreland, just as he heard the man cry out. If so we are now off in the North Sea, and only God can guide us in the fog, which seems to move with us, and God seems to have deserted us.
3 August.--At midnight I went to relieve the man at the wheel and when I got to it found no one there. The wind was steady, and as we ran before it there was no yawing. I dared not leave it, so shouted for the mate. After a few seconds, he rushed up on deck in his flannels. He looked wild-eyed and haggard, and I greatly fear his reason has given way. He came close to me and whispered hoarsely, with his mouth to my ear, as though fearing the very air might hear. "It is here. I know it now. On the watch last night I saw It, like a man, tall and thin, and ghastly pale. It was in the bows, and looking out. I crept behind It, and gave it my knife, but the knife went through It, empty as the air." And as he spoke he took the knife and drove it savagely into space. Then he went on, "But It is here, and I'll find It. It is in the hold, perhaps in one of those boxes. I'll unscrew them one by one and see. You work the helm." And with a warning look and his finger on his lip, he went below. There was springing up a choppy wind, and I could not leave the helm. I saw him come out on deck again with a tool chest and lantern, and go down the forward hatchway. He is mad, stark, raving mad, and it's no use my trying to stop him. He can't hurt those big boxes, they are invoiced as clay, and to pull them about is as harmless a thing as he can do. So here I stay and mind the helm, and write these notes. I can only trust in God and wait till the fog clears. Then, if I can't steer to any harbour with the wind that is, I shall cut down sails, and lie by, and signal for help . . .
It is nearly all over now. Just as I was beginning to hope that the mate would come out calmer, for I heard him knocking away at something in the hold, and work is good for him, there came up the hatchway a sudden, startled scream, which made my blood run cold, and up on the deck he came as if shot from a gun, a raging madman, with his eyes rolling and his face convulsed with fear. "Save me! Save me!" he cried, and then looked round on the blanket of fog. His horror turned to despair, and in a steady voice he said,"You had better come too, captain, before it is too late. He is there! I know the secret now. The sea will save me from Him, and it is all that is left!" Before I could say a word, or move forward to seize him, he sprang on the bulwark and deliberately threw himself into the sea. I suppose I know the secret too, now. It was this madman who had got rid of the men one by one, and now he has followed them himself. God help me! How am I to account for all these horrors when I get to port? When I get to port! Will that ever be?
4 August.--Still fog, which the sunrise cannot pierce, I know there is sunrise because I am a sailor, why else I know not. I dared not go below, I dared not leave the helm, so here all night I stayed, and in the dimness of the night I saw it, Him! God, forgive me, but the mate was right to jump overboard. It was better to die like a man. To die like a sailor in blue water, no man can object. But I am captain, and I must not leave my ship. But I shall baffle this fiend or monster, for I shall tie my hands to the wheel when my strength begins to fail, and along with them I shall tie that which He, It, dare not touch. And then, come good wind or foul, I shall save my soul, and my honour as a captain. I am growing weaker, and the night is coming on. If He can look me in the face again, I may not have time to act . . . If we are wrecked, mayhap this bottle may be found, and those who find it may understand. If not . . . well, then all men shall know that I have been true to my trust. God and the Blessed Virgin and the Saints help a poor ignorant soul trying to do his duty . . .
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Icarus is a character in Greek Mythology. Icarus' father, Daedalus attempted to escape his prison at the hands of King Minos. Daedalus fashioned a pair of wings for himself and his son, made of feathers and wax. Before they took off from the prison, Daedalus warned his son not to fly too close to the sun, as the wax would melt. Overcome by the sublime feeling that flying gave him, Icarus soared through the sky joyfully, but in the process came too close to the sun, which melted his wings. Icarus fell into the sea, the area which bears his name, the Icarian Sea near Icaria, an island southwest of Samos. Latin poets read the myth more philosophically, often linking Icarus analogically to artists.In the fifteenth century Ovid became the source for the myth as it was rediscovered and transformed as a vehicle for heroic audacity and the poet's own aspirations, by Renaissance poets like Jacopo Sannazaro and Ariosto, as well as in Spain.
Hellenistic writers who provided philosophical underpinnings to the myth also preferred more realistic variants, in which the escape from Crete was actually by boat, provided by Pasiphaë, for which Daedalus invented the first sails, to outstrip Minos' pursuing galleys, and that Icarus fell overboard en route for Sicily and was drowned. Heracles erected a tomb for him
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This mosaic which was found during the zeugma excavations sin1992 long before Zeugma became a current issue, became the symbol of Zeugma because of the mysterious look she had in her eyes.Wheeeeeeen it could not be identified it got named “Gypsy” because of the women’s resemblance with gypsies. But some sources draw attention to the winein the mosaic and claim that it is GAIA the Goddess of the Earth. Ýn Mythology it is considered that GAIA is the first element allgod’s ancestors have derived from.Although GAIA has a major role in Hesiodos’s Theogonia, it is never seen in Homeros’s poems.According to Heiodos GAIA without a male element gave birth to the sky’Ouranos) and the mountains and also Pantos the personalized element of the sea.After the birth of the sky GAIA coupled with him and therefore all her children became real Gods and were not just simple elements of power first six titans Okeanos,Koios Krios.Hyperion,Ýapetus and Kronos and six ttitanids; Theia, Reia, Themis, Mnemosyne, Phoibe, Tehys were born. All of these are feminene Godlike creatures.The youngest one of this generation is Kronos.Ýt was followed by Kyklops.These were godlike creatures that ruled the thunder, Lightning, thunderbold,There names were; Arges, Steropes and Brontes.And at last from Ouranos’s loves gigentic Hekatogkheirs were born.They were much for violance and hand hundred arms.
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"No hay gota en los mares, ni fruto en los árboles, ni planta en la tierra que no tenga en cada semilla un ángel que cuide de ella".
Las diosas Démeter y Perséfone representaban para los pueblos de la antigüedad los poderes de la naturaleza, su transformación y la emergencia cíclica. En la antigua Grecia, el primer día de la primavera era el día en que Perséfone, prisionera bajo tierra durante seis meses, volvía al regazo de Deméter, su madre. Cuenta Homero que en el sureste de Europa hubo un tiempo en el que reinaba la eterna primavera. La hierba siempre era verde y espesa y las flores nunca marchitaban. No existía el invierno, ni la tierra yerma, ni el hambre.
La artífice de tanta maravilla era Démeter, la cuarta esposa de Zeus. De este matrimonio nació Core, luego llamada Perséfone. Se trataba de una hermosa joven adorada por su madre que solía acercarse a un campo repleto de flores a jugar. Un día, pasó por allí el terrible Hades con su temible carro tirado por caballos. Se encandiló con Perséfone y la raptó para llevarla al subsuelo, su territorio. Deméter , al no encontrar a su hija y con una antorcha en cada mano, emprendió una peregrinación de nueve días y nueve noches. Al décimo día el Sol, que todo lo ve, se atrevió a confesarle quién se había llevado a su hija. Irritada por la ofensa, Démeter decidió abandonar sus funciones y el Olimpo. Vivió y viajó por la tierra. Esta se quedó desolada y sin ningún fruto ya que, privada de su mano fecunda, se seca y las plantas no crecen. Ante este desastre Zeus se vio obligado a intervenir pero no pudo devolverle la hija a su madre. Es que Perséfone ya había probado el fruto de los infiernos (la granada) y por eso le era imposible abandonar las profundidades y regresar al mundo de los vivos. Sin embargo, se pudo llegar a un acuerdo: una parte del año Perséfone lo pasaría con su esposo y, la otra parte, con su madre. Por ello cuando Perséfone regresa con su madre, Démeter muestra su alegría haciendo reverdecer la tierra, con flores y frutos. Por el contrario, cuando la joven desciende al subterráneo, el descontento de su madre se demuestra en la tristeza del otoño y el invierno.
Así se renueva anualmente el ciclo de las estaciones y así explicaban los griegos la sucesión de ellas: el otoño y el invierno son tristes y oscuros como el corazón de Deméter al estar separada de su hija. La alegría y la serenidad retornan cuando vuelve con ella, es decir, cuando comienza la primavera.
Por cierto, he hecho un Making Of (el primero, qué ilusión :D) y aquí mismo os dejo el enlace para que veáis cómo se hizo: www.youtube.com/watch?v=6DURK_RgioQ&list=UUW4xmorTfIK...
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