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The Geely brand umbrella is ever expanding. In Western Europe, it already consists of the Volvo, Polestar, Lynk & Co, LEVC (London taxis), Lotus, Smart (50/50 with Mercedes-Benz) and now Zeekr.
Zeekr is a premium electric car brand. Its first product is the 001, which was presented in China at the end of 2021 as the production version of the Lynk & Co Zero Concept.
The link with Lynk & Co is clearly visible in the design: the nose has a similar design. The new 009 MPV has a very different design, so both brands will probably follow their own path in the future.
The Dumfries and Galloway Aviation Museum is a volunteer-operated aviation museum located in and around the World War II-era watch tower (control tower) at the former RAF Dumfries. It is located two miles north east of the centre of Dumfries, Scotland, where it was in service from June 1940 until 1957, when it closed. The museum, founded in 1977 by the Dumfries and Galloway Aviation Group, has a collection of aircraft, both civil and military, aero engines, artefacts, and a small, but "ever-expanding collection of memorabilia honouring airborne forces".
Roma girl, Doel, Antwerp.
Doel is a small ghost town next to the ever expanding port of Antwerp.
Since 1999 the villagers are being expropriated, and most of them left. Anarchist squatters and Roma families have taken their places, since then living illegally in the abandoned houses. Kids are playing outside (instead of going to school), dogs look for food amongst the garbage, and the household stuff is often thrown on the streets. Yet, a couple of pubs are still serving their customers, the police is driving around, and the government is promising a quick solution for the 100 or so illegal Roma gypsies...
Another shot gone to the ever expanding trees is the 300mm curves shot I have taken many times before here at Hadnall
Freightliner 70 017 passing the closed Hadnall station with the SO 4V64 Crewe Bashford Hall to Wentloog containers
Kurt Weiser is Professor in Ceramics at ASU. Follow link below.
art.asu.edu/ceramics/index.html
In the hands of Kurt Weiser, (b. 1950) the centuries-old tradition of china paint on porcelain is given new life. Weiser’s sumptuous, provocative teapots and jars, resplendent with lush jungle scenes, can be both alluring and unsettling. Detailed depictions of tropical splendor become wayward reveries as radiant colors and subtle distortions transform classic porcelain vessels.
Weiser, trained in ceramics at the Kansas City Art Institute and the University of Michigan, originally worked in an abstract, non-representational style with minimal surface decoration. While director of the Archie Bray foundation in Helena, Montana from 1977-88, he began to feel limited by this approach and contemplated new ways of working. Around 1990, he took the first step towards his current style when he covered a porcelain teapot with intricate botanical imagery using black and white sgraffito. After making a series of visits to Thailand, where he was inspired by the region’s luxuriant, intensely colored flora and fauna, a black and white palette no longer satisfied him. Seeking to capture Thailand’s richness, he began to experiment with China paints. Soon his skill as a colorist became an indispensable element of his work.
With the introduction of color into his work, Weiser also began to indulge his narrative impulses by incorporating figurative elements, drawn both from fantasy and art history, into his jungle scenes. Weiser’s figures, often nude and distorted across the planes of his vessels, move through steamy, Eden-like landscapes, interacting with the natural world they encounter. Themes of lust, predation, scientific curiosities, and the vulnerability of both man and nature abound in these scenes, resonating curiously with the cultivated vessel forms and refined medium Weiser has chosen.
Although Weiser has worked in this style for more than ten years, his work continues to evolve. The technical challenge of the overglazing process he uses, which requires multiple firings for each vessel and careful attention to the order in which colors are applied, forces him to thoroughly consider each piece he creates. Through refining this method of working, he has learned to take full advantage of the three-dimensionality of his surfaces by extending his scenes to fully encompass each vessel. In his recent work, he says that the softened, amorphous forms of his vessels should blend with their seamlessly painted surfaces so that the pots fade from view and “the painting is the three dimensional reality” floating in space as would a dream or reverie. Whether Weiser’s work is interpreted as three-dimensional painting or sensuously decorated porcelain, the pots he creates are among the most vivid and decadent of modern ceramics, providing a distinctive contribution to the ever-expanding medium.
Awards
1999 Arizona Commission on the Arts, Artist Fellowship
Regents Professorship A.S.U.
1998 Asian Cultural Council, Artist Fellowship
Research and Creative Activity Award, A.S.U.
1992 Artists Fellowship: National Endowment for the Arts
1990 Artists Project Award: Arizona Commission on the Arts
1989 Artists Fellowship: National Endowment for the Arts
1986 Artists Fellowship: Montana Arts Council
Education
1976 M.F.A. University of Michigan, Ann Arbor
1972 B.F.A. Kansas City Art Institute, Missouri
1967 Interlochen Arts Academy, Interlochen, Michigan
Museum Collections
Archie Bray Foundation, Helena, Montana
Arizona State University Art Museum, Tempe
Carnegie Mellon Museum of Art, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Ceramics Monthly Magazine, Columbus, Ohio
Charles A.Wustum Museum of Fine Arts, Racine, Wisconsin
Crocker Art Museum, Sacramento, California
The George M. Gardiner Museum of Art, Toronto, Canada
Hallmark Cards, Inc., Kansas City, Missouri
Hamline University, Minneapolis, Minnesota
Helsinki Museum of Applied Arts, Helsinki, Finland
Kansas City Art Institute, Kansas City, Missouri
Los Angeles County Museum of Art, Los Angeles
Mesa Arts Center, Mesa, Arizona
Mint Museum of Art, Charlotte, North Carolina
Muscarelle Museum of Art, Williamsburg, Virginia
Museum of Contemporary Ceramics, Shigaraki, Japan
National Museum of American Art, Smithsonian Institution, Washington, DC
National Museum of History, Republic of China, Taipei, Taiwan
Nora Eccles Harrison Museum of Art, Utah State University, Logan, Utah
Portland Art Museum, Portland, Oregon
Rhode Island School of Design Museum of Art, Providence, Rhode Island Schien-Joseph International Museum of Ceramic Art at Alfred University,
Alfred, New York
University of Nebraska, Lincoln, Nebraska
Valley National Bank, Phoenix, Arizona
Victoria & Albert Museum, London, England
Washington University Art Museum, St. Louis, Missouri
Winnipeg Art Museum, Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada
Yellowstone Arts Center, Billings, Montana
Selected Solo Exhibitions
2001 Frank Lloyd Gallery, Santa Monica
2000 Garth Clark Gallery, New York
1999 Working His Way Around China, Montgomery Museum of Art, Montgomery, Alabama
1998 Frank Lloyd Gallery, Santa Monica
1996 Garth Clark Gallery, New York
Joanne Rapp Gallery, Scottsdale, Arizona
1995 Garth Clark Gallery, New York
1994 Garth Clark Gallery, Los Angeles
1993 Garth Clark Gallery, New York
Joanne Rapp Gallery, Scottsdale, Arizona
1992 Garth Clark Gallery, Los Angeles
1990 Garth Clark Gallery, New York
1986 Lawrence Gallery, Portland, Oregon
Salem Art Association, Salem, Oregon
1985 White Bird Gallery, Cannon Beach, Oregon
Paris Gibson Square, Great Falls, Montana
1984 Yellowstone Art Center, Billings, Montana
Anderson Ranch Arts Center, Aspen, Colorado
Lawrence Gallery, Portland, Oregon
1983 Brentwood Gallery, St. Louis, Missouri
Hand and Spirit Gallery, Scottsdale, Arizona
The Craftsmen’s Gallery, Omaha, Nebraska
1982 Surroundings Gallery, New York
The Craftsmen’s Gallery, Scarsdale, New York
Garth Clark Gallery, Los Angeles
1981 White Bird Gallery, Cannon Beach, Oregon
Christian Hopkins: Narragansett (far left); Annawon Weeden: a Mashpee Wampanoag, with ancestry from the Narragansett; Pequot & other eastern woodland nations (2nd); unknown gentleman (3rd) & Dean Stanton: Narragansett (4th). FMI: www.myspace.com/annawon
Shinnecock Reservation, Hampton's , NY, Labour Day Powwow: 2007.
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Shinnecock Tribe
Rte 27-A, Montauk Hwy
Southhampton, NY 111968
631-283-6143
State recognized; (no BIA office liason - seriously ridiculous!)
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Shinnecock Indian Nation: An Ancient History and Culture.
Since the beginning, Shinnecock time has been measured in moons and seasons, and the daily lives of our people revolved around the land and the waters surrounding it. Our earliest history was oral, passed down by word of mouth from generation to generation, and as far back as our collective memory can reach, we are an Algonquin people who have forever lived along the shores of Eastern Long Island.
Scientists say we came here on caribou hunts when the land was covered with ice. But our creation story says we were born here; that we are the human children of the goddess who descended from the sky. It was she, the story goes, who caused the land to form beneath her feet from the back of Great Turtle, deer to spring forth from her fingertips; bear to roar into awakening, wolf to prowl on the first hunt. It was she who filled the sky with birds, made the land to blossom and the ponds and bays to fill with fish and mollusks. And when all was done, the Shinnecock, the People of the Shore, appeared in this lush terrain. We are still here.
As coastal dwellers, we continue to prize the bounty of the sea, the shellfish, the scaly fish, which for thousands of years provided the bulk of our diet. We were whalers, challenging the mighty Atlantic from our dugout canoes long before the arrival of the big ships, long before the whaling industry flourished in the 19th century.
In the 1700's, we became noted among the northeastern coastal tribes for our fine beads made from the Northern quahog clam and whelk shells. The Dutch, who arrived on our shores before the English, turned our beads (wampum) into the money system for the colonies.
The Shinnecock Nation is among the oldest self-governing tribes of Indians in the United States and has been a state-recognized tribe for over 200 years. In 1978, we applied for Federal Recognition, and in 2003, we were placed on the Bureau of Indian Affairs' "Ready for Active" list.
Traditionally, decisions concerning the welfare of the tribe were made by consensus of adult male members. Seeking to shortcut the consensus process in order to more easily facilitate the acquisition of Indian lands, the Town of Southampton devised a three member trustee system for the Shinnecock people. This system of tribal government was approved by the New York State legislature in February of 1792. Since April 3, 1792, Shinnecock Indians have gone to the Southampton Town Hall the first Tuesday after the first Monday in April to elect three tribal members to serve a one- year term as Trustees. In April of 2007, the Shinnecock Indian Nation exercised its sovereign right as an ancient Indian Nation and returned to one of its basic Traditions: it bypassed the Southampton Town Hall and for the first time since 1792 held its leadership elections at home, where they will remain.
The Trustee system, however, did not then and does not now circumvent the consensus process, which still remains the governing process of the Shinnecock Indian Nation. Major decisions concerning the tribe are voted yea or nay by all eligible adult members, including women, who gained the right to vote in the mid-1990s. Also in that period, the Shinnecock Nation installed a Tribal Council, a 13 member body elected for two years terms. The Council is an advisory body to the Board of Trustees.
Today, we number over 1300 people, more than 600 of whom reside on the reservation adjacent to the Town of Southampton on the East End of Long Island. While our ancestral lands have dwindled over the centuries from a territory stretching at least from what is known today as the Town of Easthampton and westward to the eastern border of the Town of Brookhaven, we still hold on to approximately 1200 acres.
With modest resources, we have managed to build a community to help us better meet the demands of an ever expanding and intrusive world. In addition to the Shinnecock Presbyterian church building and its Manse, our infrastructure includes a tribal community center, a shellfish hatchery, a health and dental center, a family preservation and Indian education center, a museum, and playgrounds for our children. Also on our list of recent achievements is the design and development of an official Shinnecock Indian Nation flag and an official seal.
Our skilled craftspeople and fine artists find employment within the Tribe as well as the surrounding area. The number of tribal members holding advanced degrees in law, business, medicine, social sciences and liberal arts continues to grow, and tribal members hold positions of responsibility in all areas, including teaching, banking and counseling, both within and outside the Shinnecock community.
One of the earliest forms of economic development that the Shinnecock Nation undertook was to lease Reservation acreage to local area farmers for their crops, mainly potatoes and corn. While the project did bring in a small income for the Tribe, the resulting damages from pesticides leaking into the ground water and polluting our drinking water supply were enormous. We had great expectations for our shellfish hatchery (Oyster Project) but brown tide and general pollution forced it to close before it had the chance to develop into the business enterprise it was planned to be. In the summer of 2005, the Tribe began reseeding parts of its waterways with oysters, and celebrated a renewal harvest of Shinnecock chunkoo oysters at the Tribal Thanksgiving Dinner, November 2006.
At the present moment, the Shinnecock annual Powwow is the economic development project of record for the Shinnecock Nation. Revived in 1946 as a benefit for our church, the Powwow has evolved into an event that hosts thousands of visitors. But we are at the mercy of the weather. For the past two years, rainstorms have forced us to drastically revise our budgeting plans. We are now exploring Indian Gaming as a means of attaining the much needed self-sufficiency that will enable us to perform the sacred duties laid out for us by the Ancestors — to protect, manage and maintain the Shinnecock Indian Nation.
By Bevy Deer Jensen
Shinnecock Nation Communications Officer
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For more information on the Shinnecock Nation, please visit: www.shinnecocknation.com/
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photography: a. golden, eyewash design, c. 2007.
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UPDATE: April 14, 2009 ---> See Annawon's portrayal of Metacom (King Philip) in PBS's "After the Mayflower" episode of "We Shall Remain" here: www.pbs.org/wgbh/amex/weshallremain/the_films/episode_1_a...
---> BIO HERE: www.pbs.org/wgbh/amex/weshallremain/behind_the_scenes/epi...
---> Behind the Scenes Images HERE: www.pbs.org/wgbh/amex/weshallremain/behind_the_scenes/pho...
---> Heard on Set Interview HERE: www.pbs.org/wgbh/amex/weshallremain/behind_the_scenes/hea...
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The Dumfries and Galloway Aviation Museum is a volunteer-operated aviation museum located in and around the World War II-era watch tower (control tower) at the former RAF Dumfries. It is located two miles north east of the centre of Dumfries, Scotland, where it was in service from June 1940 until 1957, when it closed. The museum, founded in 1977 by the Dumfries and Galloway Aviation Group, has a collection of aircraft, both civil and military, aero engines, artefacts, and a small, but "ever-expanding collection of memorabilia honouring airborne forces".
Kurt Weiser is Professor in Ceramics at ASU. Follow link below.
art.asu.edu/ceramics/index.html
In the hands of Kurt Weiser, (b. 1950) the centuries-old tradition of china paint on porcelain is given new life. Weiser’s sumptuous, provocative teapots and jars, resplendent with lush jungle scenes, can be both alluring and unsettling. Detailed depictions of tropical splendor become wayward reveries as radiant colors and subtle distortions transform classic porcelain vessels.
Weiser, trained in ceramics at the Kansas City Art Institute and the University of Michigan, originally worked in an abstract, non-representational style with minimal surface decoration. While director of the Archie Bray foundation in Helena, Montana from 1977-88, he began to feel limited by this approach and contemplated new ways of working. Around 1990, he took the first step towards his current style when he covered a porcelain teapot with intricate botanical imagery using black and white sgraffito. After making a series of visits to Thailand, where he was inspired by the region’s luxuriant, intensely colored flora and fauna, a black and white palette no longer satisfied him. Seeking to capture Thailand’s richness, he began to experiment with China paints. Soon his skill as a colorist became an indispensable element of his work.
With the introduction of color into his work, Weiser also began to indulge his narrative impulses by incorporating figurative elements, drawn both from fantasy and art history, into his jungle scenes. Weiser’s figures, often nude and distorted across the planes of his vessels, move through steamy, Eden-like landscapes, interacting with the natural world they encounter. Themes of lust, predation, scientific curiosities, and the vulnerability of both man and nature abound in these scenes, resonating curiously with the cultivated vessel forms and refined medium Weiser has chosen.
Although Weiser has worked in this style for more than ten years, his work continues to evolve. The technical challenge of the overglazing process he uses, which requires multiple firings for each vessel and careful attention to the order in which colors are applied, forces him to thoroughly consider each piece he creates. Through refining this method of working, he has learned to take full advantage of the three-dimensionality of his surfaces by extending his scenes to fully encompass each vessel. In his recent work, he says that the softened, amorphous forms of his vessels should blend with their seamlessly painted surfaces so that the pots fade from view and “the painting is the three dimensional reality” floating in space as would a dream or reverie. Whether Weiser’s work is interpreted as three-dimensional painting or sensuously decorated porcelain, the pots he creates are among the most vivid and decadent of modern ceramics, providing a distinctive contribution to the ever-expanding medium.
Awards
1999 Arizona Commission on the Arts, Artist Fellowship
Regents Professorship A.S.U.
1998 Asian Cultural Council, Artist Fellowship
Research and Creative Activity Award, A.S.U.
1992 Artists Fellowship: National Endowment for the Arts
1990 Artists Project Award: Arizona Commission on the Arts
1989 Artists Fellowship: National Endowment for the Arts
1986 Artists Fellowship: Montana Arts Council
Education
1976 M.F.A. University of Michigan, Ann Arbor
1972 B.F.A. Kansas City Art Institute, Missouri
1967 Interlochen Arts Academy, Interlochen, Michigan
Museum Collections
Archie Bray Foundation, Helena, Montana
Arizona State University Art Museum, Tempe
Carnegie Mellon Museum of Art, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Ceramics Monthly Magazine, Columbus, Ohio
Charles A.Wustum Museum of Fine Arts, Racine, Wisconsin
Crocker Art Museum, Sacramento, California
The George M. Gardiner Museum of Art, Toronto, Canada
Hallmark Cards, Inc., Kansas City, Missouri
Hamline University, Minneapolis, Minnesota
Helsinki Museum of Applied Arts, Helsinki, Finland
Kansas City Art Institute, Kansas City, Missouri
Los Angeles County Museum of Art, Los Angeles
Mesa Arts Center, Mesa, Arizona
Mint Museum of Art, Charlotte, North Carolina
Muscarelle Museum of Art, Williamsburg, Virginia
Museum of Contemporary Ceramics, Shigaraki, Japan
National Museum of American Art, Smithsonian Institution, Washington, DC
National Museum of History, Republic of China, Taipei, Taiwan
Nora Eccles Harrison Museum of Art, Utah State University, Logan, Utah
Portland Art Museum, Portland, Oregon
Rhode Island School of Design Museum of Art, Providence, Rhode Island Schien-Joseph International Museum of Ceramic Art at Alfred University,
Alfred, New York
University of Nebraska, Lincoln, Nebraska
Valley National Bank, Phoenix, Arizona
Victoria & Albert Museum, London, England
Washington University Art Museum, St. Louis, Missouri
Winnipeg Art Museum, Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada
Yellowstone Arts Center, Billings, Montana
Selected Solo Exhibitions
2001 Frank Lloyd Gallery, Santa Monica
2000 Garth Clark Gallery, New York
1999 Working His Way Around China, Montgomery Museum of Art, Montgomery, Alabama
1998 Frank Lloyd Gallery, Santa Monica
1996 Garth Clark Gallery, New York
Joanne Rapp Gallery, Scottsdale, Arizona
1995 Garth Clark Gallery, New York
1994 Garth Clark Gallery, Los Angeles
1993 Garth Clark Gallery, New York
Joanne Rapp Gallery, Scottsdale, Arizona
1992 Garth Clark Gallery, Los Angeles
1990 Garth Clark Gallery, New York
1986 Lawrence Gallery, Portland, Oregon
Salem Art Association, Salem, Oregon
1985 White Bird Gallery, Cannon Beach, Oregon
Paris Gibson Square, Great Falls, Montana
1984 Yellowstone Art Center, Billings, Montana
Anderson Ranch Arts Center, Aspen, Colorado
Lawrence Gallery, Portland, Oregon
1983 Brentwood Gallery, St. Louis, Missouri
Hand and Spirit Gallery, Scottsdale, Arizona
The Craftsmen’s Gallery, Omaha, Nebraska
1982 Surroundings Gallery, New York
The Craftsmen’s Gallery, Scarsdale, New York
Garth Clark Gallery, Los Angeles
1981 White Bird Gallery, Cannon Beach, Oregon
Its been a while since I've done some urban HDR photography
I was visiting Antwerpen in Belgium the other day and had some time to kill.
So i decided to take the car and drive to this nearby "ghosttown" called "Doel" this is really one of the most creepy places I've ever been in my life, no lies. Goosebumps all over and shivers were running down my spine when walking there.
Doel is a 700 year old village on the river Scheldt in Belgium. Near to the local nuclear power plant, with its two giant cooling towers, it became the target for demolition not once but twice in order to make way for the ever expanding harbor. The successful protest groups of the seventies could not compete in the 90's and as residents began to leave, the government refused to rent out the properties again and instead let them fall into disrepair.
On the 23rd of March 2007, the government decided that the village would be demolished by 2009 and in June 2008, residents received a letter informing them that they were to vacate their homes by the 1st of September 2009.
Want to find out more about "Doel"? check this out: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Doel
And this video: video.google.com/videoplay?docid=6406943835314615485#
D40 | Sigma 10-20mm | Single RAW HDR | F6.3 | 0.005sec | @10mm | ISO 200
HDR Processing: Adobe Lightroom 2.0 | Photomatix 3 | Adobe Photoshop CS5
On Devils bit Scabious. Where there are wildflowers there are inverts - Simples! This will explain why there are so few around here any more, with the ever expanding rye grass, ecological desert.
'Shoes' by Antonio Carty (8th April 2017)
(105cm square - Pencil, acrylics & inks on paper)
Shoes.
Here to accompany my words, being an artist, is a picture I just made about the great encounter between europe & refugee people that is occurring, as a consequence of the industry and interests of war.
The refugee people I have portrayed in this moment are Syrian's, who having crossed the Mediterranean sea in their tiny rubber dingy and are just about to land their hopes and set foot on the shores of Europe. I created the picture from an actual photos sacred trace caught in time.
I title this picture 'Shoes' www.flickr.com/photos/antoniocarty/33692526774/in/datepos...
Why shoes? Because we all need them and we understand each other when we try to walk in each others! The picture portrays great multitudes of individual people all gathered together in a moment of expectant spectation, the stadium becomes a vast beach shore where every grain of sand is counted. Making this effort thru' art to render every individual in the vast crowd together all at once, I hope to awaken and fulfill a respect, for the simultaneous magnitude of all the lives and stories that makes a society. By looking at the real mystery of our gathered multitude as individuals, this social art hopefully asks us to see ourselves and helps us to believe in the true responsibility of how we each treat the other. Are we just spectators or the actors in our lives, is it to be, or not to be!
As Pope Francis in a gathering of European children along with children who had survived the desperate and brave Mediterranean crossing, all sang together in a common sense chorus, about the crisis of the Refugee, "They are not a danger, they are in danger, They are not a danger, they are in danger!!"
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This picture's description is part of a longer social essay I have written called 'Civilization and the River' where my picture here 'Shoes' was the main featured illustration. It is available to read as a 24 page pamphlet and as a blog. If you like to read the full blog it is here in this first link below.
zcomm.org/zblogs/civilization-and-the-river/
zcomm.org/zblogs/brexit-charade-and-the-madness-of-a-prac...
zcomm.org/zcommentary/myths-of-globalization/
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This picture was exhibited as part of Kilmainham & Inchicore's August 2017 Festival's Group Art Show in Dublin. The show of 10 artists organized by my fellow artists Sean O'Neill & Catherine Ryan was called 'An Ideal World' & my series of large drawing paintings as part of it, I called 'In Your Shoes'
In Your Shoes.
'My social art believes there is sacred truth and creativity to be realised in every moment we encounter. I like to journey into moments caught in time, to try unravel and truly see them in art. Looking in the mirror of an other's shoes, we can find ourselves, alive thru' them!'
-Antonio Carty
(August 25th 2017)
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Civilization and the River
-Reversing Social Austerity and Validating a Popular Progressive Society
by Antonio Carty - 27th May 2017
Why?
Why the Collapse?
Social Austerity and our loss of democratic control to debtors has crippled society, rightly enraged us and out of necessity is politically awakening the global constitution of 'We the People' of our world.
This great strain on societies resources, this great gap, is been blamed on different scapegoats, the wealthy usually like to blame it back on society, implying life's population is the burden, that our societies expectations are to great, wages are unsustainable, people want to much, our multitude health needs are an unending waste, a weakness that the sensible mature wealth of this world just cant in good conscience afford! Look at the barbarity of the 'health' bill that just passed in USA Congress, it will cause at least 24 million more people to lose health protection, but it gets celebrated by the wealthy in power as a 'victory for freedom'… freedom from responsibility.
The majority of people polled everywhere naturally disagree, people think and feel this social austerity is not a fair reward for our work, that society is underfunded and we should expect and have more to fulfill all our lives and societies potential. We protest, because there is a lack of money in wages, taxes and spending, yet at the same time we see there is greater profits being made and boasted in our world, than ever before.
Why is our world set this way? Because it is natural and was always meant to be?.. No, the world changes and leans to different directions according to action and influence.
One great influence is Democracy, which translates as the Rule of People. But the influence of people's voice and vote has been usurped by private and corporate wealth. Gigantic never before existing corporate powers have now grown and manifested to influence our world. This is a key fact. Social Austerity which has rightly angered and makes desperate the lives and pride of our majority, is caused by the great wealth not paying its fair share, why don't they?
Because they do not have to! Corporations are courted by nations. Its we nations who follow and compete to please and favour their interests, why?
Because they can simply Hop. If they don't like their deal, if wages and taxes are not low enough, if environmental regulations are not compliant to their interests, they Hop!
The Hop.
Is this hopping just a law of nature?
No, they hop because it is an advantageous dynamic for them to exploit, to get our nations to compete against each other and we do, we compete in a race to the bottom of our own societies wealth, health and future. We compete to increase our austerity and environmental loss, to help them continue to profit and become ever more influential and powerful, over our lives.
This 'race to the bottom', this contraction of social austerity and suicidal environmental collapse is getting worse and worse. Causing anger, doubt and fear in people. Even making some of us so desperate as to lose confidence in our character's fair reason, in our dignity and the grace of compassion, letting ourselves instead become hopeless, divided and conquered cowards, putting our fear and blame more easily onto the consequences, the victims of the economy, on the local poor and jobless, on enviously reversing the hard one equality of proud minorities, or blaming migrants of economic poverty and refugees, victims who must exodus the murdering global consequences of our cruelest industry, War.
But how do we change this desperate economic dynamic, this doomed global race to the bottom, so big businesses wont hop and might chose to stay and pay their fair share, to follow our democratic common sense agreements for mutual survival?
We turn from the established leaderships, because we've seen that their pro corporate low tax and wage Centre, is not offering a choice to vote for real effective change, from this doomed dynamic, no plan of change to achieve a better funded fairer world that is not this way. But how could it be different, this is the Market we must follow, this is how its meant to be, many repeat and echo this, making it seem absolute and true.
It is not.
We Are The River.
Yes we can influence, we can guide the market for better, like our great ancient civilizations who's necessity, with confidence, learnt and acted to guide the rivers on which they lived and depended so as they could better grow and prosper! But how do we today fix the river/market in our social interests with out corruption, bias and causing it to dry up and collapse?
I believe the answer is possible once you have questioned the problem and decided to act. We must unite the world's nations in an agreement to benefit all our economies. An agreement in regard and to the purpose of ending, the necessity of our nation's competing with each other into lower and lower wages and corporate taxes, in what is such a mutually doomed race to the bottom. An agreement that instead, sets to guiding the global river of all our honest work and efforts to more fairly irrigate and suit our human civilization.
But what kind of agreement, can achieve that?
We set healthy world wide Universal Minimum Wage and Tax Thresholds that all business over a certain size must pay and that cant be lowered and undermined by one nation against another. So, no more special package holiday deals for big corporates, that also unfairly disadvantage local and smaller business.
Now Hopping has less incentive and business has to settle and get on with creating a profit with the way the river is. And it will. Don't worry and listen to the shouting and bluster of the old gods, business will get on with it because it will be its reality and only way to make profit. But now the wages and the taxes they pay as they go will be fair and flow in to fund all our societies and nations around the world. People can prosper and live where they wish and not where they must. Democracy will not be twisted to the river, the river that We work, will rightly provide for and serve Our democracy as it flows!
So, as the great civilizations of the world before us once awoke and united to fix the river to benefit their lives and environment, now we must unite, to agree a range of global thresholds in wages and taxes.
To help ensure that business will be attracted to invest in nations with less developed infrastructure, markets and expertise. According to GDP development perhaps, 3 Tiers of Universal thresholds could be set. Developing nations could offer a lower minimum tier in tax and wages but still a decent one. The other 2 Tiers would be set gradually higher for more developed nations with their better infrastructures and education and training to offer potential business as incentive to settle there. But all the tiers of universal minimums in wages and taxes would be set at a good, fair and decent minimum that cant be undercut. So now as the river of the market flows, people of all nations are properly rewarded for their work, real spending and its economy will also rise everywhere with this new wider distribution of income buoyancy! Our societies' facilities will have the corporate tax previously not paid, to fulfill their best potentials not the lowest cut. Our Democracy will mature to have real and effective meaning beyond the values of economic desperation. Our public forum's fair and willful consensus of decisions, creating powerful new referendums and agreements, as we invest in our constitutions and direct our futures thru' the debates of our concerns, values and ideas.
We are the river! Our pride and dignity can have a better world wide civilization and sustainable healthy environment if we agree to guide and command our river's to fairly irrigate the land.
Now, this clear and practical idea of setting the river's flow to ensure society's prosperity, will have opposition!..
Wholesale Corpratism.
The economic chaos exploiting retreaters like trump, brexit and le pen and all the rest who offer an autocratic brute and shallow civil war inducing realization of national ego, encouraging their supporters to revel in their suppressed fears, envy and hate and misplace their blame against blind caricatures of each other.
In the USA this new great so called 'Economic Nationalism' has instead, shown itself to be a brazen advancement into Wholesale Corpratism. After waiting 100 days trump reveals the real deal is for huge corporate tax cuts. To go along with his dismantling of the rest of the people's society. Maybe this might attract a few corporate pharaohs to return to USA and have cheap pyramids built in their honour for low wages. Thats 'Jobs' get ready for a 'great nation' of worthless corporate slaves, waving empty flags, made to feel satisfied and empowered instead by a colosseum of cruelties to weaker minorities living among them.
A nation is all its people. Their is nothing nationalist about trump, the corporations he is appointing to run the nation will not be obliged, or even be asked to give a better deal in wages, and obviously not in tax. Their new deal is a sellout future, of humiliations not national pride and dignity, a betrayal of what the true wealth of a nation, its people, could have and deserve by their honest work and life.
The same is true for brexit, le pen and the rest who offer the hype of solution by this glorious retreat from the world community of possibility, thru' a xenophobic nationalist charade. It is only by the regaining of corporate tax and fair wages thru' international agreements of universal tax and wage minimums that our social austerity and the race to the bottom can be reversed. Only by international unity not retreat that 'a good deal' can be realized and a future thats 'great' can be founded.
But this wholesale corpratism that calls itself nationalist, wont be the only obstacle against a practical solution to our austerity. An international agreement for Universal Minimums in fair and decent Wages, Taxes and Environmental protection will also be fiercely condemned, ridiculed and scorned as a most unrealistic impertinence by the establishments of so called Centrists who have led us to this underfunded low corporate tax and wage social austerity crunch.
Centrists
They call themselves Centrists as if their way is not an ideology, not a left or a right or even an opinion but simply our now and forever truth! They believe most righteously their market worshiping ideologies rise to power was 'the end of history'.
They 'Follow the Market' and so like the days when a pro aristocracy Catholic Church would not allow peasants to change their fates and given stations in life as it was God's will, the pro corporate market Centrists wont allow us to fix how our wage and tax river's work as it is the Market's will! As if we are all apart from our world, consumers, passengers, grazers to be harvested, dumb spectators not actors in our own lives, for as they say Our history has ended!
We have been, sleepwalking on this ideology, worshipping only the will and values of business profit, our art and soul's voice is seen as redundant and unemployed to this rat race. All the unique consciousness of our individual multitudes and whatever the willful votes of our democracies, are but useless arguments to this generalized and disinterested dark age. We fear the occult of ratings agencies, whose mysteriously augured predictions can devalue a nation's earned savings and perceived wealth overnight. The stock exchange doesn't invest in new business, it disinvests and plunders the works of our real economy. Its a fantasyland through which 'financial wizards' can cast spells to profit off our real world lives.
The established centrists have enabled the rise to power of these unelected corporate kings and their insidious access all areas corporate lobbyists. We experience the low tax low wage social desertification of austerity, because their great wealth is not been obliged to pay its fair share. But now inevitably from these repeating economic crashes there is, a growing inescapable conscious resolve in people, people know it and want to vote for a real change from it, where corporate wealth is made pay its fair due share back in like everyone else.
The End of trump?
Medieval serfdom, like the early American colonists wished to leave behind them in Europe, is trump's new budget 'for american greatness' a plan for 'unleashing peoples dreams' by taking all the money still left in their society and squandering it to an even greater murdering waste of war industry, xenophobia blood sports and more cherries to the cakes of his rich corporate barons, Excelsior! Born in money and contempt with his characteristic golden head top, trump has been richly empowered all his life, he has no experience of how ordinary people live in the society he is gutting. When people are at their worst fates, sick or dying it is money and the burden of cost to loved ones they must worry about first not their health and life. His huge health cuts on the poor and middle incomes are a war against our humanity, trump accelerates us into a growing world of insincere tokenistic capitalist rations, of a nation with semi or no state responsibility for its people, instead of a great society that takes care of its human values whatever they cost.
He appoints wholesale corporate wealth to control every state department, its full speed ahead for global environmental collapse, he's at war with the courts and rightly they're stoping him, he now talks of whistle blowers and freedom of speech on our internet as 'deeply troubling', he visits cruel dictatorships to congratulate them, he launches elective missile strikes against undeclared enemies while having 'really delicious chocolate cake', he boasts with pride of deporting and crushing good peoples lives he brands criminal, he green lights police to murder who they like he's got their back, he snorts inhumanities like cocaine, wanting more and more. This ugly showman's brand, is committed to the constant inflation of an ever expanding balloon, a wind bag of outrageous shock and awe reversals of our human rights, hopefully if he doesn't kill us all first, trump and all who sail in him are going to finally explode that balloon with 'the Biggest Ego Meltdown in the World's History of Losers' as he himself might tweet and twitter it!
The scary Spectre and in deed the true danger of the trump, may be enough of a nightmare to drive and deliver the mass protests of people's popular progressive anger and hopes, which where originally against social austerity, back again with relief into the arms of the failed Centrists. Even though they remain un changed in their, pro corporate low wage and tax ideology, that bankrupts society and led to the austerity that led to trump. But doctor's logic says no, we need a practical and real change to refund society, not just another pro elite Centrist to save us from terrible trump, who will promise, and get corporations to agree, to smile more again!
A Return to Extreme Centrist Failure?
So we need a real change of the fundamental problem, not just enough to seem progressive and decent. We must change the international race to the bottom or we have changed nothing. Most centrist politicians may now be clever enough to show they 'feel the pain' but put forward no real idea for change. They will likely not prefer to reflect, grasp, and believe in popular progressive demands to come together and agree, to shape a better economic river. They will say, that if we dare change the river, that it will dry up and all hell will collapse upon us. They heckle us to fear our common sense, because to their extreme market ideology all change is infantile. They believe private profits growth must come before people, because 'it raises all boats with it'. But instead we have crash after crash with rich bailouts and social austerity and repeat. Now, like the fantastic propaganda of a dying regime the unchanging Centrists incredibly proclaim we are growing prosperous again, we hear this as most experience a continued race to the bottom. If we cant effectively oblige corporations to pay back good tax and wages, then no matter their growing prosperity of record profits, it does not matter and count as our prosperity!
Desperate to hold to power and relevance Centrists wish to fight back, so conveniently they equate and deride all ideas and voices for change, as the same mad threat to peoples 'stability and future'. They attack the humanitarian popularity of the socially progressive Left, and like to merge the Left with the real threat of the Far Right, when they slyly try declare them both to be the 'Extremes' of this new and 'Dangerous Populism'. I can understand what is been meant by 'Populism', but it is an often and easily misused term to slander all change to the established status quo and it is misleading term to diagnose the irrational and divisive envy, fear and hate the Far Right wishes to trigger and unleash in people to gain their support. Why not call out xenophobia and other dangers by their name and not call them a term that presumes them naturally popular? The Centrists never want to debate their hollow hype, they just repeatedly sum it up for people like we're children in what are certainly populist mantras of 'Stability, Security' ect. By branding the danger 'populism' they imply our democratic popular vote itself is a danger, a danger that might let us finally not vote for them!
Democracy is the awoken popular will of people, that each time takes a chance that hopes to change our society, for the better or what may be worse depending on what choice the money in politics and news media allows us to chose from. It is Centrist's stagnant denial in the face of their chronic failure, that is neither a stability or responsibility. What we do or allow is what we will become. By being pro corporate profits for so long, it is the Centrists who have created this dangerously low corporate tax and wage social austerity, and our inevitable race to the bottom, competing in all our indignity of nations, for ever smaller, shaved scraps.
A Race to the Top?
The river is made of our lives and labour, we will not dry up as long as we live, this great living river on which we all trade lives thru' we the people! So if we set its tax and wage minimums to healthy water levels world wide, corporations will have to just, get on with it.
But these world wide minimums are really a good progressive and stable idea for everyone, because it means corporate and all other business will no longer need to hop nations to compete against others who do. They will in fact more likely now need to compete by offering better more useful products to the market.
Also thru' this changed dynamic business will have to offer higher wages to attract their workers from other businesses. A calmer competition can begin, a race to the top instead, for the work of people and society! If we are confident and hopeful and remember the river and the market is us, we can reverse the destructively competitive dynamic that has reduced us all. Why not, we have democracy and the numbers, we also have a growing international consciousness, thru' which we find and echo our common causes, cheap travel and migrants and refugees bring fresh perspectives and experiences, a new wider unity, also made more easily possible thru' our cheap open internet, we must keep it open!
Lets follow nature's eternal optimism through which we where born, when we seek to regenerate our economic priority a have a happy re birth of our societies central value. We can have a new Renaissance!
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Competition and Evolution.
There is positive competition that drives business to make better products people want. Competition to test and decipher objective truth is what progresses science. In arts there is a subjective competition within each heart and mind to better echo and enlighten our existence. In every person's life, there is competition against the time we get to live, that drives us to better realize ourselves and be true to our communication of that with those we must oppose and those we love. Our societies hope to win an empathetic competition against injustice, that seeks better more equal laws ect. Much competition is a good positive drive for a better quality to our evolution.
But a harmful competition, that reduces our societies' welfare, environment and growth, a competition that pits us all against each other in a race to the bottom, is an evolutionary death.
International corporate business is locked in a ruthless competition to maximize profit that has no boundaries. Environment, social funding and wages are dissolving to increase their competing race for profits. We must regain control now, using our available national democracies and getting them to unite internationally to mutually agree on more healthy global corporate tax and wage minimums, to end the extreme 'race to the bottom' destabilization caused by corporations cut and running from dependent nations, so as to better compete against each other and keep more and more profit. But if business has to pay the same where ever it goes then it and we are free of this unlimited competing for private accumulation, a calmer competition can be worked, bounded by equal global healthy minimums of wages and taxes, a non destructive competition who's profits are more fairly shared back to serve society, workers and our environment's survival.
Money Usurps Democracy.
Legally allowing large money donations to politicians, clearly ends an open participation in democracy, for anyone but the rich. We can end donations and instead use the new fairer taxes, to also fund political participants according to their current level of votes. New candidates can get a quota of signatures of citizen support to secure their initial funding before first election. Bring politics back to the people's table!
The box is a Lancashire and Yorkshire Railway Standard design, with 56 levers and opened in 1911.
It will close in May 2018 when it is absorbed by the ever expanding ROC at Ashburys.
The planned electrification to Stalybridge under the NWEP scheme has now been shelved (a familiar pattern recently) and the services will be worked by Northern "Flex" class 319s equipped with diesel engines.
The semaphores are due to be concerted to colour light signals before the box closes.
Interestingly for this area, it still works the Absolute Block system of signalling the three adjacent boxes - Manchester East SCC, Baguley Fold & Denton Junction.
Rocky Road Crunch Bars (recipe from Nigella Express). I add raisins to mine so I can fool myself into thinking they're sort of healthy! These are so quick to make and great for a quick sugar fix. But not so great for my ever expanding cake gut...
Simple exercises like these are great for the elderly folks. Shanghai parks are filled with the older generation folks.
My ex-boyfriend complained non-stop about my ever expanding waistline. Don't be surprised to spot me in the parks soon. In the meantime, I need to fight this flu bug first. (Excuses, excuses...)
Government Museum and Art Gallery Chandigarh India – Le Corbusier 1952
The Chandigarh Museum is situated on the Jan Marg, whose entrance is on the side of the Leisure Valley. Generous use was made of indirect light sources. A notable feature here is the intensive painting of the walls, black, white, red and yellow. On the west side there is a lecture hall for 200 persons. Of special interest are the water ducts installer on the roof and the huge sprinklers.
Le-Corbusier designed this building as an extension of his already established philosophy, where he conceives of such institution as ever growing and ever expanding ( first museum building designed by him in this country was 'Sanskar Kendra' in Ahmedabad, Gujarat ). The museum is designed to provide architectural harmony in its interior by the use of colour as well as by means of structure with spaces flowing into one another, allowing long and deep uninterrupted views. The building is an unique example in designing of art galleries as an architectural monument.
The basic plan of the museum building is based on a grid system of columns and beams and is a square of 165 feet by 165 feet. The main building is divided vertically into three levels. Level 1 has the reception hall, foyer, reserve collection storage, conservation laboratory, temporary exhibition hall, and auditorium. The main galleries are on Level 2. Level 3 has the offices of curatorial staff, research rooms, committee room and library. Communication is through the centre of square by means of a ramp, and additional provision has been made for goods lift and service staircase to carry exhibits to the different levels of the museum. Facilities for the disposal of rainwater have been made so that it runs into pools through canals that are laid out on the two sides of the building. It is a museum in which lighting by daylight has been used to maximum advantage. Light is admitted from the North East and South West sides through the sky light openings louvered to prevent the direct sun rays from penetrating into the galleries. In addition to this, a system of top lighting is provided along the entire length of the building from North East to South West. Handled with thought and imagination this provides the right intensity of lighting for the correct illumination of various objects of art
One final post from my travels in the UK of last December.
With retirement I’ve been able to do an annual trip to Europe, with a portion of it in the UK, for the past four years. When I started re-exploring Europe in 2015 (German and Poland on that trip), I didn’t expect to spend a lot of time in the UK. After all, other than the fact that they drive on the wrong-side of the road, what could I learn from spending time in another English-based country!! Thanks to the Internet and to Flickr (and particularly to Doug Wall’s photos and commentary) -- and unfortunately thanks to a similar downward shift in US/UK politics, I quickly discovered there was quite a bit to explore.
With what appear to be the challenges to travel that are going to come from the Coronavirus and its economic consequences, it’s looking like there may not be much chance for such international travel for a few years, at which point I’ll be 75 and may not be up to it! These explorations around the UK have been particularly good for increasing understanding of the shared histories, both good and bad, so I hope I’m not going to have to settle for seeing the UK’s perspective just from online news!
Why this picture for closing? Being one who likes to combine solitude with the stimulus of urbanity, this scene describes my appreciation of London in recent years – the ability to find solitude (the sole dog walker is the only human in the picture) alongside a relatively busy Thames (even for a December day), with the ever-expanding London skyline as a backdrop. I still like the picture, and expect that the dog walker now particularly likes that her dog legitimates her being outside, but have to wonder about how the rest is going to change at a time of crisis that seems to lack democratic leadership. Whats going to happen to the tourist dollars that keep those Thames excursion boats going? How are the changes to work that come out of the virus going to alter the expansion of the skyline? And, more importantly, as the economic foundation cracks, what’s going to happen to all of the hidden people that hold all of that together? Is anybody really steering the ship of state through all of this? I hope to come back in a few years to check, but the chances of being able to do that are questionable.
Just for you!
I really love this Fantastically Tight, shiny lycra spandex tube style shirred minidress with a silver back zip.
I think this has to be the shortest minidress in my ever expanding collection!
What do you think? Tight Enough?
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The Petawawa Camp proper has been placed on the plateau one hundred feet above the Ottawa River, and from the officers mess buildings on the ridge, between Cupids Nest and the Water Tower, a magnificent view is obtained of the blue Laurentians and of dozens of wooded islands dotting the river for miles east and west. The Royal Canadian Engineers have been In camp from the first of May 1906, and during that time have erected some forty substantial buildings besides installing a water tower and pumping plant with a present capacity of 100,000 gallons of clear spring water per day. Over ten miles of pipe have been laid, and water is thus conveyed to all the principal buildings.
Valentine & Sons Postcards - Petawawa related postcards (12 postcards) produced by Valentine & Sons:
These were first printed in 1907 - they had several printings and were sold until 1913. The backs of these postcards changed with the various printings (blank backs, A.B. Petrie, Guelph, blue ink - this was used on the first printing, sage green, etc.) The earliest date I have seen on these postcards is 21 June 1907 (A.B. Petrie Guelph / blue ink) - so the photos for these postcards must have been taken in 1906.
#102,585 - Gun laying with Chrometer (need)
#102,586 - Laying Gun with Clinometer
#102,587 - Loading Gun
#102,588 - Heavy Artillary
#102,589 - Gun Layer's Competition
#102,590 - Engineer's Wagon
#102,591 - Battery Firing
#102,592 - Observation Point
#102,593 - Army Service Corps Ovens
#102,594 - Stables & Water trough
#102,595 - Camp Commandant's Headquarters on Hill
#103,775 - The Royal Canadian Riffles at Pettewawa, Ont.
Valentine and Sons of Dundee were once Scotland’s most successful commercial photographers. In 1907, at the height of the postcard revolution, the photographs they published showed scenes from around the world. Often regarded as only postcard publishers, Valentines produced images in various formats including fine early photographic prints.
The Valentine company was founded in Dundee by James’s father, John Valentine, in 1825. After learning the daguerreotype process in Paris in the late 1840s, James added portrait photography to the family business in 1851. By the 1860s the company had begun to cater to the growing tourist industry by producing photographic prints with views from around the country. After James’s death in 1880, his son William Dobson took over the ever-expanding business.
Valentine & Sons printed its first postcards in 1898. Canadian production began between 1903 and 1906 with offices established first in Montreal and then Toronto. The earliest Canadian postcards published by Valentine and Sons were monotone black, collotype views showing the scenery along the main line of the Canadian Pacific Railway north of Lake Superior and in the Rocky Mountains.
At Valentine’s the greeting card gradually replaced the picture postcard. What remained of a card making empire was sold to Hallmark Cards Inc. in 1980.
Roma family, Doel, Antwerp.
Doel is a small ghost town next to the ever expanding port of Antwerp.
Since 1999 the villagers are being expropriated, and most of them left. Anarchist squatters and Roma families have taken their places, since then living illegally in the abandoned houses. Kids are playing outside (instead of going to school), dogs look for food amongst the garbage, and the household stuff is often thrown on the streets. Yet, a couple of pubs are still serving their customers, the police is driving around, and the government is promising a quick solution for the 100 or so illegal Roma gypsies...
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“From small beginnings come great things.” ~ Proverb Quote
It started small when Alf Krause planted 1 acre of strawberries back in 1974. Today, Krause Berry Farms & Estate Winery has expanded to over 200 acres, growing and producing some of the Fraser Valley’s best berries and vegetables. Owned and operated by Alf & Sandee Krause, their commitment to ethical and sustainable farming has resulted in loyal guests spreading the word and returning year after year.
The abundance of delicious fresh berries & vegetables, combined with Sandee’s creativity and passion for baking, led to the development of their ever expanding line of farm-made products available in their Market, Bakery, Fudgery, Creamery, and Porch.
Today the on farm Harvest Kitchen produces over 100 products grown from the above. The newest being our Krause Berry Farms Wines!
Farm Market:
A visit to our Market will delight all your senses! Savor the aroma of hot out of the oven breads & buns, berry pies & shortcakes, corn pizza and other mouth-watering treats made from scratch daily in our farm Kitchen & Bakery. Try the farm made jams, jellies, syrups, and gourmet preserves made with berries & vegetables grown right on the farm.
Be sure to stop at the Fudge Counter to sample freshly made berry flavours that simply melt in your mouth! Enjoy an old-fashioned berry milkshake while you browse the farm Market for many carefully selected gourmet items, country-themed gifts & décor, as well as beautifully wrapped theme baskets that make gift giving easy.
From mid June right through to Thanksgiving our Market is filled with a bounty of berries and select vegetables fresh from the fields. You will also find a colourful array of other locally grown fruits & vegetables that are always fresh & tasty!
Inverewe Garden was created by Osgood Meckenzie from 1863 at a place that was closer to the Arctic Circle than St. Petersburg and most of Labrador and on one of the most windswept coastlines of the world. To raise fruit, vegetables and flowers, he first established a walled garden, seen here. Having built a Scottish Baronial mansion, he planted 100 acres of woodland to protect his ever expanding garden. He drew on plants from allover the temperate world, exploiting behind his newly formed shelter the winter mildness of the coastal fringe warmed by the North Atlanctic Drift. The land at best being covered by black acid peat, tons of soil had to be transported to the garden and filled into the planting holes. Osgood's daughter, Mairi Sawyer, entrusted the garden to the National Trust for Scotland in 1952, one year before her death.
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The long walk up to Red Screes from Ambleside has ever expanding views of the area. Here Rydal Water is the foreground to Bowfell and the Langdale Pikes.
Interdisciplinary, innovative and pioneering research at MCMScience is the vital underpinning of both a world-renowned medical education and unsurpassed patient care. A mind-boggling and ever-expanding range of topics run the gamut from basic and clinical to translational research. Basic research provides a fundamental understanding of molecules and mechanisms that, without offering any apparent practical avenue for patient treatment, involves identifying cellular processes and genetic mutations and revealing breakdowns in cellular communication associated with all manner of diseases and disorders.
Another entry into the ever expanding GAY EMPIRE series. Standard 3+ 3/4" figure
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Like the Lada XRay of a couple of days ago, the Dacia Duster is a modern Crossover vehicle (CUV) from the ever-expanding Renault-Nissan group.
Whereas Lada (via parent AutoVAZ) has only recently come into the Renault-Nissan fold, after being associated with GM-Daewoo, Dacia has a much more extensive history tied to Renault going back nearly 50 years to an agreement to licence-build the Renault R12 in Romania from 1969.
The Duster II, shown here is a 2018 update to the original Duster CUV model launched in 2009. The Duster II uses the same Dacia B0 platform, shared with some other Dacia models, and which is a modified, long wheelbase version of the Renault-Nissan B-Platform, doing service under many B/C-segment vehicles including the Nissan Juke and Versa, Renault Clio and Captur, as well as the Lada XRay, The platform is saleable in both length and width, allowing it cover a significant cross section of the small-car market. The platform (along with the Duster) is built in many regions including Romania, Russia, India, Columbia, Brazil and Indonesia.
After taking over operation from week commencing Monday 1st April 2019, Thetford based Coach Services brief tenure of former Konectbus Tuesday & Friday services 17 West Bradenham - Dereham and Friday only service 18 Dereham Circular via Foulsham came to an end today, Friday 30th August 2019. It is suggested that as from next week, operation of these two services will pass to the ever expanding West Norfolk Community Transport. However, as of today there appears to be no confirmation/information to support this suggestion on the WNCT “Go to town” website, although both services have been removed from the Traveline site.
A second shot of former Enterprise of Peterborough Optare Solo type - MX05 OUE and this time we see it heading along The Street in Bintree whilst working the last Coach Services operated inbound journey on service 18 to Dereham. Note that the above journey had commenced from Broom Green Council Houses, although Konectbus previously ran service 18 as morning clockwise/afternoon anticlockwise circuits from/to Dereham. Having reached Bintree by way of Guist and Foulsham the above journey continues to Dereham via Foxley, Bawdeswell, Billingford and North Elmham, although the latter is not shown as a timing point.
Not previously mentioned is the fact that the service 18 route presumably saw Coach Services serve a village in Norfolk's Broadland District for the first time.
To the left of shot we can see the currently closed Royal Oak PH which has recently had a chequered existence, having both closed and reopened a couple of times in the last few years. Prior to realignment, The Street would have been part of the main A1067 Fakenham to Norwich road.
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Many Hands Make Light Work: A Memoir, at libraries, online, and wherever books are sold, is about an Ames Iowa family that championed diversity and inclusion long before such concepts became cultural flashpoints.
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Excerpt:
1970: Piano Lessons
Cheryl Stritzel McCarthy, ’77, recently published the book Many Hands Make Light Work: A Memoir about growing up in a family of nine kids in Ames in the ‘60s and ‘70s. Below is an excerpt about piano lessons with a neighborhood teacher known to
Crawford Elementary and Welch Junior High students of that era, but anyone who took piano lessons can relate.
We practiced feverishly as our lesson day approached because Mrs. Moser, piano teacher to every child in the neighborhood, terrified us. One Wednesday afternoon when I was 10, I dragged my feet down Welch Avenue and finally fetched up at her little house on the corner of Storm Street and Stanton Avenue. The pin-neat flowerbeds and razor-edged lawn outside hinted at the disciplined woman inside. Mrs. Moser was on the graying side of forty-five, slim and tidy in pastel pedal pushers and starched-and-ironed white blouse, with a hair-sprayed helmet of short,
coiffed hair and half-lens glasses perched partway down her nose. She liked to wrinkle her brow, narrow her eyes, and peer over those glasses at a child on her piano bench, pinning the unfortunate youngster with her gaze, as one might pin an insect on a corkboard. Her glossy brown piano, a trim little upright, was somehow unnicked even after years of hosting fidgety students. Everything about her home, like Mrs. Moser herself, exuded Germanic order. “Well, why don’t we begin?” Mrs. Moser’s thin, pressed smile told me she knew she was in for a trying half hour.
I plunged into the opening strains of “White Christmas.” It was only September, but Mrs. Moser had assigned “White Christmas” early, knowing I would need months to prepare for the December recital. I played confidently for the first few measures, since I’d practiced those, but soon bogged down as I found myself in unfamiliar territory. By the third and fourth pages, which I had not even seen during the previous week, much less
practiced, “White Christmas” was limping and struggling, stopping and starting, falling down and leaping up again only to land with a fortissimo twang on the wrong octave entirely. “White Christmas” is not meant to be played fast, but I played it with way more ritardando than Irving Berlin ever intended, until it sounded as if the music were feeling its way down a long, dark hallway. I was not dreaming of a white Christmas, but living a nightmare in vivid color. Mrs. Moser, I imagined, was dreaming of a teaching studio devoid of Stritzel children. Mrs. Moser raised no hand of mercy to stop the carnage. She sat silent, lips pursed, eyes narrowed to slits over those half lenses. I sweated and wriggled on the hard bench, desperately trying to figure out chords. What were those bass clef notes anyway? Who could read such hieroglyphics? Mrs. Moser did not speak but left me to dangle in a noose of my own making. I sight-read my way to the end, the music—if you could call it that—lurching as if on crutches. Finally, I dragged the carcass of “White Christmas” over the finish line,
performing the last bit with a tentative question mark that trailed upward and petered off into nothing. My butchering of Irving Berlin was complete. Mrs. Moser let the last meager notes hang there, so the ignominy could sink in. The clock ticked in the stillness.
“Cheryl.” She made even my name sound damning. “Let’s see your practice log.” I produced the little book. She pushed up her glasses up. “Hmm, no practice whatsoever the first six days, then three hours of practice today, on Wednesday?” Her glasses slid down as she skewered me with her gaze. “It’s Wednesday afternoon now. You’ve been in school all day. How was it possible to get in three hours of practice today?” Miserable, I stared at the lint-free carpet under shining brass pedals. “I got up
early and practiced this morning.” It was true. Where piano was concerned, I was a master procrastinator. Right after the lesson, with my next lesson a week away, I forgot about practicing. Thursday, Friday, Saturday—the thought of piano practice never blipped across my radar. Sunday, Monday, Tuesday—how blithely the days sped by! But in the dark, early hours every Wednesday, the piano seemed to grow. It loomed larger and larger, populating my dreams, inflating until it towered over me in
bed, leering down close to my face, its horror-movie grin of eighty-eight teeth bared wide. I’d awake in a panic at 4 a.m., sweating and gasping, picturing Mrs. Moser’s narrowed eyes over those half lenses. In my long flannel nightgown, full of dread, I’d feel my way down our home’s cold, dark stairwell. By the ghostly glow of streetlights outside our front window, I’d tiptoe into the den, slide its heavy door closed, and practice piano with the soft pedal pressed to the floor, trying to learn a week’s work all at once, hoping not to wake the household.
I was too foolish to practice day by day and too naïve to lie. My practice log told the ludicrous truth.
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Many Hands Make Light Work is the rollicking true story of a family of nine children growing up in the college town of Ames, Iowa in the ’60s and ’70s. Inspiring, full of surprises, and laugh-out-loud funny, this utterly unique family champions diversity and inclusion long before such concepts become cultural flashpoints.
Cheryl and her siblings are the offspring of an eccentric professor father and unflappable mother. Mindful of their ever-expanding family’s need for cash, her parents begin acquiring tumbledown houses in campus-town, to renovate and rent. Dad, who changes out of his suit and tie into a carpenter’s battered white overalls, like Clark Kent into Superman, is supremely confident his offspring can do anything, whether he’s there or not. Mom, an organizational genius disguised as a housewife, manages nine children so deftly that she finds the time―and heart―to take in student boarders, who stir their own offbeat personalities into this unconventional household. The kids, meanwhile, pour concrete, paint houses, and, at odd moments, break into song, because instead of complaining, they sing as they work, like a von Trapp family in painters caps.
Free-wheeling and contagiously cheerful, Many Hands Make Light Work is a winsome memoir of a Heartland childhood unlike any other.
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Circle Dance: According to source Annawon Weedon, this is Ginew Benton, of the Shinnecock and Ojibwe Nations.
Shinnecock Reservation, L.I., NY: Labour Day Powwow, September 2006.
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Shinnecock Tribe
Rte 27-A, Montauk Hwy
Southhampton, NY 111968
631-283-6143
State recognized; (no BIA office liason - seriously ridiculous!)
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Shinnecock Indian Nation: An Ancient History and Culture.
Since the beginning, Shinnecock time has been measured in moons and seasons, and the daily lives of our people revolved around the land and the waters surrounding it. Our earliest history was oral, passed down by word of mouth from generation to generation, and as far back as our collective memory can reach, we are an Algonquin people who have forever lived along the shores of Eastern Long Island.
Scientists say we came here on caribou hunts when the land was covered with ice. But our creation story says we were born here; that we are the human children of the goddess who descended from the sky. It was she, the story goes, who caused the land to form beneath her feet from the back of Great Turtle, deer to spring forth from her fingertips; bear to roar into awakening, wolf to prowl on the first hunt. It was she who filled the sky with birds, made the land to blossom and the ponds and bays to fill with fish and mollusks. And when all was done, the Shinnecock, the People of the Shore, appeared in this lush terrain. We are still here.
As coastal dwellers, we continue to prize the bounty of the sea, the shellfish, the scaly fish, which for thousands of years provided the bulk of our diet. We were whalers, challenging the mighty Atlantic from our dugout canoes long before the arrival of the big ships, long before the whaling industry flourished in the 19th century.
In the 1700's, we became noted among the northeastern coastal tribes for our fine beads made from the Northern quahog clam and whelk shells. The Dutch, who arrived on our shores before the English, turned our beads (wampum) into the money system for the colonies.
The Shinnecock Nation is among the oldest self-governing tribes of Indians in the United States and has been a state-recognized tribe for over 200 years. In 1978, we applied for Federal Recognition, and in 2003, we were placed on the Bureau of Indian Affairs' "Ready for Active" list.
Traditionally, decisions concerning the welfare of the tribe were made by consensus of adult male members. Seeking to shortcut the consensus process in order to more easily facilitate the acquisition of Indian lands, the Town of Southampton devised a three member trustee system for the Shinnecock people. This system of tribal government was approved by the New York State legislature in February of 1792. Since April 3, 1792, Shinnecock Indians have gone to the Southampton Town Hall the first Tuesday after the first Monday in April to elect three tribal members to serve a one- year term as Trustees. In April of 2007, the Shinnecock Indian Nation exercised its sovereign right as an ancient Indian Nation and returned to one of its basic Traditions: it bypassed the Southampton Town Hall and for the first time since 1792 held its leadership elections at home, where they will remain.
The Trustee system, however, did not then and does not now circumvent the consensus process, which still remains the governing process of the Shinnecock Indian Nation. Major decisions concerning the tribe are voted yea or nay by all eligible adult members, including women, who gained the right to vote in the mid-1990s. Also in that period, the Shinnecock Nation installed a Tribal Council, a 13 member body elected for two years terms. The Council is an advisory body to the Board of Trustees.
Today, we number over 1300 people, more than 600 of whom reside on the reservation adjacent to the Town of Southampton on the East End of Long Island. While our ancestral lands have dwindled over the centuries from a territory stretching at least from what is known today as the Town of Easthampton and westward to the eastern border of the Town of Brookhaven, we still hold on to approximately 1200 acres.
With modest resources, we have managed to build a community to help us better meet the demands of an ever expanding and intrusive world. In addition to the Shinnecock Presbyterian church building and its Manse, our infrastructure includes a tribal community center, a shellfish hatchery, a health and dental center, a family preservation and Indian education center, a museum, and playgrounds for our children. Also on our list of recent achievements is the design and development of an official Shinnecock Indian Nation flag and an official seal.
Our skilled craftspeople and fine artists find employment within the Tribe as well as the surrounding area. The number of tribal members holding advanced degrees in law, business, medicine, social sciences and liberal arts continues to grow, and tribal members hold positions of responsibility in all areas, including teaching, banking and counseling, both within and outside the Shinnecock community.
One of the earliest forms of economic development that the Shinnecock Nation undertook was to lease Reservation acreage to local area farmers for their crops, mainly potatoes and corn. While the project did bring in a small income for the Tribe, the resulting damages from pesticides leaking into the ground water and polluting our drinking water supply were enormous. We had great expectations for our shellfish hatchery (Oyster Project) but brown tide and general pollution forced it to close before it had the chance to develop into the business enterprise it was planned to be. In the summer of 2005, the Tribe began reseeding parts of its waterways with oysters, and celebrated a renewal harvest of Shinnecock chunkoo oysters at the Tribal Thanksgiving Dinner, November 2006.
At the present moment, the Shinnecock annual Powwow is the economic development project of record for the Shinnecock Nation. Revived in 1946 as a benefit for our church, the Powwow has evolved into an event that hosts thousands of visitors. But we are at the mercy of the weather. For the past two years, rainstorms have forced us to drastically revise our budgeting plans. We are now exploring Indian Gaming as a means of attaining the much needed self-sufficiency that will enable us to perform the sacred duties laid out for us by the Ancestors — to protect, manage and maintain the Shinnecock Indian Nation.
By Bevy Deer Jensen
Shinnecock Nation Communications Officer
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For more information on the Shinnecock Nation, please visit: www.shinnecocknation.com/
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photography: a. golden, eyewash design, c. 2006.
In my backyard is an ever expanding patch of strawberries. All year long I've been waiting for the leaves to change colors in the fall, creating a nice visual contrast of colors.
Image is basically straight out of the camera except for some minor sharpening and contrast work (standard processing required for all RAW files).
The Abbey church was built in 1160, by a band of Cistercian monks who had devoted themselves to the worship of Christ. They had no room in their lives for dark romantic fantasies, and if one of them happened to feel a bit queasy around the time of a full moon, he would have taken himself straight off to the infirmary and asked for a fortifying herbal drink.
Cistercian monks were distinguished by their white robes, or habits. They believed in working the land so that their monastery was self-sufficient. This meant growing crops, keeping sheep and shearing them for wool, and grinding corn to bake bread. Any food left over from the monks’ table was given to the poor, and Fountains Abbey received a steady stream of hungry visitors once its reputation for generosity became widely known.
There were two kinds of monks living at Fountains Abbey: choir monks and lay brothers. The choir monks observed the Canonical Hours; seven times a day, the tolling of the bell in the lantern tower would summon them to prayer. Even at two o’clock in the morning, they would rise from their dormitory and walk down the stone stairs into the church below, guided only by candlelight. There was no point in complaining – the bell didn’t have a snooze button – and they had taken a vow of silence, anyway.
The lay brothers, on the other hand, did lots of manual labour. Their job was to plough the fields, harvest the crops, tend the livestock, operate the mill, tan hides for leather, brew ale, supervise the store-rooms and prepare meals. Some of them helped in the infirmary, while others were skilled stonemasons and carpenters.
It all seems such a peaceful rural idyll: no arguments, no suffering, no violence, and definitely no blood-letting. Wait…did I say no blood-letting?
Well, one thing that the monks were very careful about was their health. They ate a frugal but fairly varied diet, consisting mainly of vegetables, fruit and fish. However, during the Middle Ages, medical practices were primitive by today’s standards and science was mingled with folklore and fear. If diseases were unsavoury, sometimes the remedies were just as unpleasant. The abbot of Fountains Abbey obviously felt that prevention was better than cure, and every few months he gave orders for a bit of blood letting. Organised, peaceful blood letting however; not salivating, going-for-the-jugular kind of blood letting.
This procedure was believed to purge and purify the body, and it took place in the Warming Room, where massive log fires were left blazing. We don’t know how much blood was taken from each monk, but apparently it was considered sacred, and it was carried away and buried in the grounds of the Abbey. The monks were allowed to rest afterwards before resuming their duties.
What seems, to our modern eyes, a rather weird and gruesome practice was rooted in deeply-held beliefs: the monks were simply respecting the principles laid down by their holy order. But I’m sure at least some of them would have been glad to take a couple of vitamin tablets instead!
Throughout the 13th and 14th centuries Fountains Abbey grew to become one of Britain’s wealthiest monasteries, owning vast estates in the north of England and exporting fleeces to Flanders and Italy. But for the monks, time was running out.
In 1539, incensed with the Pope in not allowing his divorce of Catherine of Aragon, Henry VIII hunted for revenge – and where better than the rich monasteries scattered across his country, all under the guardianship of the Roman Catholic church? He set about destroying them, seizing their assets, and turning the monks out of their homes. Four hundred years of worship at Fountains Abbey came to an undignified end. Today it stands in ruins, although an atmosphere of serenity still remains.
As you gaze up at the spectacular remains of Fountains Abbey, in its heyday one of the richest monasteries in medieval Britain, it strikes you as somewhat ironic that its founders had abandoned a comfortable lifestyle in favour of simplicity, servitude… and a considerable degree of suffering.
In December 1132, the atmosphere in the nearby Benedictine Abbey of St Mary’s in York was somewhat less than peaceful. Far from following the discipline prescribed by St Benedict in the sixth century, the monks at St Mary’s were indulging themselves a little too freely for the liking of some of their brethren.
According to reputable sources, a riot broke out and the rebels – 13 monks who craved a more spartan existence – fled to the Archbishop of York for protection. The Archbishop was not too badly off himself, owning extensive lands around Ripon, and he granted them permission to establish a new monastery in the valley of the River Skell.
Snowdrop carpetView from west, showing dormitory and cellariumGreat news for the monks… they could build a new life for themselves! The bad news was that it was winter, and they had nowhere to stay. The valley, far from being the rural idyll that it appears today, was considered at that time to be “more fit for wild beasts than men to inhabit.” It did, however, offer a degree of shelter as well as a plentiful source of building materials and a good supply of drinking water. The National Trust guidebook says that the monks lived under an elm tree and covered themselves with straw; if this was indeed the case, they were hardy and committed individuals.
Although the Archbishop of York sent regular supplies of bread, the monks needed support of a different kind. They wrote to Bernard, the Abbot of Clairvaux Abbey in France, who despatched a monk to instruct them in the observance of Canonical Hours; he would also teach them how to build an abbey in accordance with Cistercian principles.
DoorwayThe first church was made of wood, but soon afterwards a much more impressive edifice was rising from the valley floor: the present Abbey church, with its magnificent west front, was finished around 1160. Stonemasons used locally-hewn sandstone, and massive oak beams supported the roof. Inside, the white-painted walls reflected the sunlight that streamed in through the many windows, and the effect must have been both stunning and uplifting. What must it have been like to hear a choir singing in there?
The Cistercian order, which the monks had adopted, called for a life of self-imposed hardship; they wore coarse wool habits and followed a strict routine of prayer and meditation, which involved long night vigils as well as daytime worship. They must have been freezing for most of the time… although there is a crumb of comfort in the survival of a ‘warming room’, where huge log fires allowed them a precious few minutes of warmth before embarking on their next duty. In the south end of the transept there is still a doorway, through which the monks would have emerged at two o’clock in the morning as they made their way from their dormitory and down some stairs towards the church, their steps lit only by candlelight.
In 1170, around 60 monks were living at Fountains Abbey, along with 200 lay brothers. The lay brothers were essential to the survival of the Abbey, because they were skilled craftsmen such as stonemasons, shoemakers, smiths and tanners. Many more were farm labourers and shepherds, managing the monastery’s ever-expanding estates. Some of them slept in the large dormitory at Fountains Abbey, while others lived on neighbouring farms. The system worked so efficiently that, by the mid-1400s, the monastery was one of the richest in England, and fleeces from the sheep were being sold as far afield as Italy. Hardly the spartan establishment to which its founders had aspired.
With guest houses, abbots’ quarters, dormitories, a refectory, kitchens, a cellarium for food storage, an infirmary, and a muniment room for the safe keeping of important books and papers, this large complex required precise and careful management. The monks were pretty much self-sufficient: there was a mill just across the river, grinding wheat, rye, barley and oats for bread; in the wool house, fleeces from the Abbey’s sheep were made into clothes and blankets; a tannery ensured an ongoing supply of leather and skins, and fishponds offered a healthy source of food. Hillside springs provided fresh water, while the toilets or ‘reredorter’ were contained in a two-storey extension over the River Skell. Not a bad idea! Although chilly, I should imagine.
Passing travellers were always welcome, and beggars were given food left over from the monks’ table. While ordinary visitors were shown into modest accommodation, the more prestigious guests were entertained in style; there are records of minstrels, travelling players and a ‘strange fabulist’ in the Abbey’s expense sheets. The elderly and the sick were cared for in the infirmary, which was a sizeable building in itself. But no women were admitted within the sacred walls: they had to remain in the Outer Court.
Blood-letting was one of the monks’ less attractive pastimes, as if they didn’t already subject themselves to enough rigours. The practice, which was carried out three or four times a year, was intended to purify the body. (If I was ever in any doubt of my absolute unsuitability for a cloistered life, this seals the matter). The extracted blood was later buried in reverence.
It sounds as if they all did pretty well – blood-letting notwithstanding – but that’s not to say that the Abbey and its inhabitants never suffered hard times. There were years of poor harvests and famine, and these in turn led to skirmishes by desperate raiders from Scotland. In the mid-1300s the Black Death reared its ugly face, carrying away at least a third of the Abbey’s inhabitants and leaving a shortage of labourers to till the fields.
East frontThe Abbey’s most noticeable feature, the 167-foot tower known as Huby’s Tower, was a comparatively late addition; prior to this, there would have been a smaller ‘lantern tower’ placed centrally over the church. Built in 1500, Huby’s Tower was the inspiration of Abbot Marmaduke Huby, and it bears a Latin inscription on each face, as well as carvings and statues. Today its broken crenellations are home to a flock of jackdaws; when they all take flight, they look like bees around an enormous beehive.
Old bridgeThings went very badly pear-shaped in 1539, as they did for monasteries up and down the kingdom. Henry VIII, furious with the Pope for denying him a divorce from Catherine of Aragon, hit on an ingenious but ruthless solution. He turned his back on the Roman Catholic Church and declared himself head of the new Church of England. No more Pope-worship for him – he preferred the seductive delights of Anne Boleyn.
England’s abbeys and nunneries, which had been rising to a state of comfortable wealth over the centuries, were now in the firing line. To Henry, they represented an establishment that he hated with a vengeance – but their assets would come in very handy. He lost no time in destroying the buildings, evicting their occupants and seizing their estates.
A deed of surrender was signed at Fountains Abbey in 1539. In keeping with Henry’s orders, the place had to be made unfit for worship. The roof was pulled off, the lead and glass were stripped from the windows and any remaining religious relics were removed. Stone was plundered for new buildings elsewhere, and nature began to reclaim the broken bones of former glory.
The story of Fountains Abbey didn’t end at that point, though it was over 200 years before it entered a surprising new chapter. In 1767 the estate was acquired by William Aislabie, who soon set to work designing an elegant pleasure park. He planted trees, dug lakes and created paths that led past Gothic-style temples and summerhouses to a point on the opposite side of the valley, where guests could enjoy a ‘surprise view’ of the Abbey in its picturesque state of decay. Poets and artists came to explore and be inspired: J M W Turner painted the Abbey on several occasions.
Today, the ruins of Fountains Abbey are carefully tended, so they don’t have quite the same romantic abandon which they must have presented in Turner’s time. On the other hand, they are in much less danger of imminent collapse! As you walk down the nave towards the Chapel of Nine Altars the great east window gapes in front of you, bereft of its beautiful tracery and glasswork, but breathtaking all the same. Anyone who entered the church in its heyday would have been almost struck dumb with awe.
Huby's TowerBlind doorways in Huby's TowerColumns and arches soar to dizzying heights, and as your gaze follows them upwards, your attention is drawn to isolated wooden doors, once clasped by cold, pious hands, now leading into nothing but thin air. Deep shadows lurk in the aisles and transept, intriguing but not unkindly. Sacrilegious though it might appear, I searched for ‘Fountains Abbey hauntings’ and found that the voices of a ghostly choir sometimes echo through the Chapel of Nine Altars. That’s something I’d quite like to hear.
With a sudden flapping of wings, a pigeon launches itself from a window ledge. The songs of blackbirds and thrushes float across from the woodland. Otherwise, silence reigns – and it’s a peaceful silence.
Just past Vantage, across the Columbia River east on I-90, you will notice a large herd of metal stallions up on the hills above.
Story of the Grandfather Cuts Loose the Ponies
By David Govedare, the Sculptor
A distant rumbling strikes the air. Swirling dust motes reach skyward. A dry breeze dances across desolate lands. Thunderheads build and fingers of light split the sky. A breeze becomes a howling wind. Hear the voice of creation! The Grandfather Spirit sends his message across the plains, echoing through the mountains and valleys of Mother Earth:
"Creatures of this planet, behold, a Great Basket! I send this basket, bearing the gift of life, to all corners of the universe. Now take these ponies, I am cutting them loose. They will inspire a Spirit of free will. They will be a companion for work and play on this planet. This is a way for you to see how all life depends on all other life. This basket is my heart. You are at one with me. Eagle of the sky, we look to you for vision. Salmon of the water, we look to you for life-giving sustenance. Deer of the land, you provide a bountiful tranquility for our Mother Earth.
"From the center of my Basket burns the fire of our collective souls. Humans, you are responsible. You have the power of reasoning and the gift of free will. Use them wisely. Always be aware of the limitless nature of this ever expanding universe. Let us live to inspire each other."
The basket is missing because the sculptor never finished the sculpture.
6179 248 St, Langley, BC
Canada
The History of the Farm:
“From small beginnings come great things.” ~ Proverb Quote
It started small when Alf Krause planted 1 acre of strawberries back in 1974. Today, Krause Berry Farms & Estate Winery has expanded to over 200 acres, growing and producing some of the Fraser Valley’s best berries and vegetables. Owned and operated by Alf & Sandee Krause, their commitment to ethical and sustainable farming has resulted in loyal guests spreading the word and returning year after year.
The abundance of delicious fresh berries & vegetables, combined with Sandee’s creativity and passion for baking, led to the development of their ever expanding line of farm-made products available in their Market, Bakery, Fudgery, Creamery, and Porch.
Today the on farm Harvest Kitchen produces over 100 products grown from the above. The newest being our Krause Berry Farms Wines!
Farm Market:
A visit to our Market will delight all your senses! Savor the aroma of hot out of the oven breads & buns, berry pies & shortcakes, corn pizza and other mouth-watering treats made from scratch daily in our farm Kitchen & Bakery. Try the farm made jams, jellies, syrups, and gourmet preserves made with berries & vegetables grown right on the farm.
Be sure to stop at the Fudge Counter to sample freshly made berry flavours that simply melt in your mouth! Enjoy an old-fashioned berry milkshake while you browse the farm Market for many carefully selected gourmet items, country-themed gifts & décor, as well as beautifully wrapped theme baskets that make gift giving easy.
From mid June right through to Thanksgiving our Market is filled with a bounty of berries and select vegetables fresh from the fields. You will also find a colourful array of other locally grown fruits & vegetables that are always fresh & tasty!
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Thank-you for your visit!
I really appreciate it!
Sonja
Annawon Weeden: a Mashpee Wampanoag, with ancestry from the Narragansett; Pequot & other eastern woodland nations. FMI: www.myspace.com/annawon
Shinnecock Reservation, Hamptons, NY - Labour Day Powwow: 2007.
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Shinnecock Tribe
Rte 27-A, Montauk Hwy
Southhampton, NY 111968
631-283-6143
State recognized; (no BIA office liason - seriously ridiculous!)
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Shinnecock Indian Nation: An Ancient History and Culture.
Since the beginning, Shinnecock time has been measured in moons and seasons, and the daily lives of our people revolved around the land and the waters surrounding it. Our earliest history was oral, passed down by word of mouth from generation to generation, and as far back as our collective memory can reach, we are an Algonquin people who have forever lived along the shores of Eastern Long Island.
Scientists say we came here on caribou hunts when the land was covered with ice. But our creation story says we were born here; that we are the human children of the goddess who descended from the sky. It was she, the story goes, who caused the land to form beneath her feet from the back of Great Turtle, deer to spring forth from her fingertips; bear to roar into awakening, wolf to prowl on the first hunt. It was she who filled the sky with birds, made the land to blossom and the ponds and bays to fill with fish and mollusks. And when all was done, the Shinnecock, the People of the Shore, appeared in this lush terrain. We are still here.
As coastal dwellers, we continue to prize the bounty of the sea, the shellfish, the scaly fish, which for thousands of years provided the bulk of our diet. We were whalers, challenging the mighty Atlantic from our dugout canoes long before the arrival of the big ships, long before the whaling industry flourished in the 19th century.
In the 1700's, we became noted among the northeastern coastal tribes for our fine beads made from the Northern quahog clam and whelk shells. The Dutch, who arrived on our shores before the English, turned our beads (wampum) into the money system for the colonies.
The Shinnecock Nation is among the oldest self-governing tribes of Indians in the United States and has been a state-recognized tribe for over 200 years. In 1978, we applied for Federal Recognition, and in 2003, we were placed on the Bureau of Indian Affairs' "Ready for Active" list.
Traditionally, decisions concerning the welfare of the tribe were made by consensus of adult male members. Seeking to shortcut the consensus process in order to more easily facilitate the acquisition of Indian lands, the Town of Southampton devised a three member trustee system for the Shinnecock people. This system of tribal government was approved by the New York State legislature in February of 1792. Since April 3, 1792, Shinnecock Indians have gone to the Southampton Town Hall the first Tuesday after the first Monday in April to elect three tribal members to serve a one- year term as Trustees. In April of 2007, the Shinnecock Indian Nation exercised its sovereign right as an ancient Indian Nation and returned to one of its basic Traditions: it bypassed the Southampton Town Hall and for the first time since 1792 held its leadership elections at home, where they will remain.
The Trustee system, however, did not then and does not now circumvent the consensus process, which still remains the governing process of the Shinnecock Indian Nation. Major decisions concerning the tribe are voted yea or nay by all eligible adult members, including women, who gained the right to vote in the mid-1990s. Also in that period, the Shinnecock Nation installed a Tribal Council, a 13 member body elected for two years terms. The Council is an advisory body to the Board of Trustees.
Today, we number over 1300 people, more than 600 of whom reside on the reservation adjacent to the Town of Southampton on the East End of Long Island. While our ancestral lands have dwindled over the centuries from a territory stretching at least from what is known today as the Town of Easthampton and westward to the eastern border of the Town of Brookhaven, we still hold on to approximately 1200 acres.
With modest resources, we have managed to build a community to help us better meet the demands of an ever expanding and intrusive world. In addition to the Shinnecock Presbyterian church building and its Manse, our infrastructure includes a tribal community center, a shellfish hatchery, a health and dental center, a family preservation and Indian education center, a museum, and playgrounds for our children. Also on our list of recent achievements is the design and development of an official Shinnecock Indian Nation flag and an official seal.
Our skilled craftspeople and fine artists find employment within the Tribe as well as the surrounding area. The number of tribal members holding advanced degrees in law, business, medicine, social sciences and liberal arts continues to grow, and tribal members hold positions of responsibility in all areas, including teaching, banking and counseling, both within and outside the Shinnecock community.
One of the earliest forms of economic development that the Shinnecock Nation undertook was to lease Reservation acreage to local area farmers for their crops, mainly potatoes and corn. While the project did bring in a small income for the Tribe, the resulting damages from pesticides leaking into the ground water and polluting our drinking water supply were enormous. We had great expectations for our shellfish hatchery (Oyster Project) but brown tide and general pollution forced it to close before it had the chance to develop into the business enterprise it was planned to be. In the summer of 2005, the Tribe began reseeding parts of its waterways with oysters, and celebrated a renewal harvest of Shinnecock chunkoo oysters at the Tribal Thanksgiving Dinner, November 2006.
At the present moment, the Shinnecock annual Powwow is the economic development project of record for the Shinnecock Nation. Revived in 1946 as a benefit for our church, the Powwow has evolved into an event that hosts thousands of visitors. But we are at the mercy of the weather. For the past two years, rainstorms have forced us to drastically revise our budgeting plans. We are now exploring Indian Gaming as a means of attaining the much needed self-sufficiency that will enable us to perform the sacred duties laid out for us by the Ancestors — to protect, manage and maintain the Shinnecock Indian Nation.
By Bevy Deer Jensen
Shinnecock Nation Communications Officer
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For more information on the Shinnecock Nation, please visit: www.shinnecocknation.com/
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UPDATE: April 14, 2009 ---> See Annawon's portrayal of Metacom (King Philip) in PBS's "After the Mayflower" episode of "We Shall Remain" here: www.pbs.org/wgbh/amex/weshallremain/the_films/episode_1_a...
---> BIO HERE: www.pbs.org/wgbh/amex/weshallremain/behind_the_scenes/epi...
---> Behind the Scenes Images HERE: www.pbs.org/wgbh/amex/weshallremain/behind_the_scenes/pho...
---> Heard on Set Interview HERE: www.pbs.org/wgbh/amex/weshallremain/behind_the_scenes/hea...
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Italian postcard by IPA CT, no. 3877, V. Uff. Rev. St., Terni. Photo: Ambrosio. Umberto Mozzato as Lucio Settala and Helena Makowska as Gioconda Dianti in La Gioconda (1917).Caption: Sculptor Lucio Settala feels his love for his model Gioconda Dianti is ever expanding.
Polish singer and actress Helena Makowska aka Elena Makowska (1893 - 1964) was a beautiful diva of the Italian silent cinema in the 1910's. During the 1920's she moved to Berlin and also became a star of the German cinema.
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Mag-Big is a retail shop for local artists and designers. Goal is to foster Portland artistry in an ever-expanding array of medias including apparel, jewelry, houseware, and ceventsraft design. In addition to consigning products from hundreds of local designers, we have a curated wall space for visual artists, and will feature monthly art openings for public viewing.
Our calendar also includes sewing classes, craft nights, art openings, DIY classes, local design fashion shows, and many other exciting community events.
Circle Dance: According to source Annawon Weedon, this is Ginew Benton, of the Shinnecock and Ojibwe Nations.
Shinnecock Reservation, L.I., NY: Labour Day Powwow, September 2006.
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Shinnecock Tribe
Rte 27-A, Montauk Hwy
Southhampton, NY 111968
631-283-6143
State recognized; (no BIA office liason - seriously ridiculous!)
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Shinnecock Indian Nation: An Ancient History and Culture.
Since the beginning, Shinnecock time has been measured in moons and seasons, and the daily lives of our people revolved around the land and the waters surrounding it. Our earliest history was oral, passed down by word of mouth from generation to generation, and as far back as our collective memory can reach, we are an Algonquin people who have forever lived along the shores of Eastern Long Island.
Scientists say we came here on caribou hunts when the land was covered with ice. But our creation story says we were born here; that we are the human children of the goddess who descended from the sky. It was she, the story goes, who caused the land to form beneath her feet from the back of Great Turtle, deer to spring forth from her fingertips; bear to roar into awakening, wolf to prowl on the first hunt. It was she who filled the sky with birds, made the land to blossom and the ponds and bays to fill with fish and mollusks. And when all was done, the Shinnecock, the People of the Shore, appeared in this lush terrain. We are still here.
As coastal dwellers, we continue to prize the bounty of the sea, the shellfish, the scaly fish, which for thousands of years provided the bulk of our diet. We were whalers, challenging the mighty Atlantic from our dugout canoes long before the arrival of the big ships, long before the whaling industry flourished in the 19th century.
In the 1700's, we became noted among the northeastern coastal tribes for our fine beads made from the Northern quahog clam and whelk shells. The Dutch, who arrived on our shores before the English, turned our beads (wampum) into the money system for the colonies.
The Shinnecock Nation is among the oldest self-governing tribes of Indians in the United States and has been a state-recognized tribe for over 200 years. In 1978, we applied for Federal Recognition, and in 2003, we were placed on the Bureau of Indian Affairs' "Ready for Active" list.
Traditionally, decisions concerning the welfare of the tribe were made by consensus of adult male members. Seeking to shortcut the consensus process in order to more easily facilitate the acquisition of Indian lands, the Town of Southampton devised a three member trustee system for the Shinnecock people. This system of tribal government was approved by the New York State legislature in February of 1792. Since April 3, 1792, Shinnecock Indians have gone to the Southampton Town Hall the first Tuesday after the first Monday in April to elect three tribal members to serve a one- year term as Trustees. In April of 2007, the Shinnecock Indian Nation exercised its sovereign right as an ancient Indian Nation and returned to one of its basic Traditions: it bypassed the Southampton Town Hall and for the first time since 1792 held its leadership elections at home, where they will remain.
The Trustee system, however, did not then and does not now circumvent the consensus process, which still remains the governing process of the Shinnecock Indian Nation. Major decisions concerning the tribe are voted yea or nay by all eligible adult members, including women, who gained the right to vote in the mid-1990s. Also in that period, the Shinnecock Nation installed a Tribal Council, a 13 member body elected for two years terms. The Council is an advisory body to the Board of Trustees.
Today, we number over 1300 people, more than 600 of whom reside on the reservation adjacent to the Town of Southampton on the East End of Long Island. While our ancestral lands have dwindled over the centuries from a territory stretching at least from what is known today as the Town of Easthampton and westward to the eastern border of the Town of Brookhaven, we still hold on to approximately 1200 acres.
With modest resources, we have managed to build a community to help us better meet the demands of an ever expanding and intrusive world. In addition to the Shinnecock Presbyterian church building and its Manse, our infrastructure includes a tribal community center, a shellfish hatchery, a health and dental center, a family preservation and Indian education center, a museum, and playgrounds for our children. Also on our list of recent achievements is the design and development of an official Shinnecock Indian Nation flag and an official seal.
Our skilled craftspeople and fine artists find employment within the Tribe as well as the surrounding area. The number of tribal members holding advanced degrees in law, business, medicine, social sciences and liberal arts continues to grow, and tribal members hold positions of responsibility in all areas, including teaching, banking and counseling, both within and outside the Shinnecock community.
One of the earliest forms of economic development that the Shinnecock Nation undertook was to lease Reservation acreage to local area farmers for their crops, mainly potatoes and corn. While the project did bring in a small income for the Tribe, the resulting damages from pesticides leaking into the ground water and polluting our drinking water supply were enormous. We had great expectations for our shellfish hatchery (Oyster Project) but brown tide and general pollution forced it to close before it had the chance to develop into the business enterprise it was planned to be. In the summer of 2005, the Tribe began reseeding parts of its waterways with oysters, and celebrated a renewal harvest of Shinnecock chunkoo oysters at the Tribal Thanksgiving Dinner, November 2006.
At the present moment, the Shinnecock annual Powwow is the economic development project of record for the Shinnecock Nation. Revived in 1946 as a benefit for our church, the Powwow has evolved into an event that hosts thousands of visitors. But we are at the mercy of the weather. For the past two years, rainstorms have forced us to drastically revise our budgeting plans. We are now exploring Indian Gaming as a means of attaining the much needed self-sufficiency that will enable us to perform the sacred duties laid out for us by the Ancestors — to protect, manage and maintain the Shinnecock Indian Nation.
By Bevy Deer Jensen
Shinnecock Nation Communications Officer
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For more information on the Shinnecock Nation, please visit: www.shinnecocknation.com/
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photography: a. golden, eyewash design, c. 2006.
Classic 1956 Chevrolet 2-door....
6179 248 St, Langley, BC
Canada
“From small beginnings come great things.” ~ Proverb Quote
It started small when Alf Krause planted 1 acre of strawberries back in 1974. Today, Krause Berry Farms & Estate Winery has expanded to over 200 acres, growing and producing some of the Fraser Valley’s best berries and vegetables. Owned and operated by Alf & Sandee Krause, their commitment to ethical and sustainable farming has resulted in loyal guests spreading the word and returning year after year.
The abundance of delicious fresh berries & vegetables, combined with Sandee’s creativity and passion for baking, led to the development of their ever expanding line of farm-made products available in their Market, Bakery, Fudgery, Creamery, and Porch.
Today the on farm Harvest Kitchen produces over 100 products grown from the above. The newest being our Krause Berry Farms Wines!
Farm Market:
A visit to our Market will delight all your senses! Savor the aroma of hot out of the oven breads & buns, berry pies & shortcakes, corn pizza and other mouth-watering treats made from scratch daily in our farm Kitchen & Bakery. Try the farm made jams, jellies, syrups, and gourmet preserves made with berries & vegetables grown right on the farm.
Be sure to stop at the Fudge Counter to sample freshly made berry flavours that simply melt in your mouth! Enjoy an old-fashioned berry milkshake while you browse the farm Market for many carefully selected gourmet items, country-themed gifts & décor, as well as beautifully wrapped theme baskets that make gift giving easy.
From mid June right through to Thanksgiving our Market is filled with a bounty of berries and select vegetables fresh from the fields. You will also find a colourful array of other locally grown fruits & vegetables that are always fresh & tasty!
NS 903 blasts by at the posted 50 MPH, passing the ever expanding grain elevator at Decatur, MI. With three new storage tracks built over the last couple months, rumor has it that regular grain trains heading west to Porter could be in the future.
Calochortus catalinae—Catalina mariposa lily The species is included in the CNPS Inventory of Rare and Endangered Plants on list 4.2 (limited distribution). The plant is of conservation concern because its native habitat includes the ever-expanding Los Angeles and it suburbs. Even so, C. catalinae can put on breath-taking displays in protected areas like the Santa Monica mountains, especially in the years following a fire. Photographed at Regional Parks Botanic Garden located in Tilden Regional Park near Berkeley, CA.
Ah heck, the new Enviro400 MMC destination curse strikes again. Regardless, the other side of the 12's extension concerns it continuing from North Point and onto Bude Road, running up to Kingswood Shopping Centre and then rather unusually running along the circular Richmond Way to arrive at Kingswood Health Centre. Not sure any regular bus route, except for the college services, has done that before? If true, then that's another well-needed bus link for the residents of the ever-expanding Kingswood estate.
Making the roundabout turn off of Richmond Way for... er, Richmond Lane is Stagecoach in Hull's 11769, a 2023 ADL Enviro400MMC, operating the newly-extended route 12 to Kingswood.
London, Berkeley Square, June 2004.
This is a late 18th century example of a highly successful mixed-use urban neighborhood located west of central London. Elegant town homes face one of the city's famous squares where both permanent and part-time residents lived. The landed gentry came to London to conduct business and engage in politics. Highly successful merchants lived among their best seasonal customers. High end shops and professional offices were located on the street level of some town houses while others serve as clubs or meeting spaces for influential cultural and political groups supported by the city's elite.
The evolution of this space is as interesting as its current use. It seems that the Berkeley family were land holders and politically active in the early 17th century. They played a role in both camps during the political upheavals surrounding the English Civil War, the execution of King Charles I and the Commonwealth government of Oliver Cromwell. Fortunately for the Berkeley family, they played both ends delicately. With the death of Cromwell, the demise of the Commonwealth and the Restoration of King Charles II, the Berkeley's were seen as what might be called the friends of Charles, the heir appearent. The Berkeley family was rewarded accordingly. Since Charles II only had a throne and his head intact, and no money, land was the most common reward for his supporters. Already well endowed with real estate, the Berkeley's were not unhappy to receive more land.
This square and the surrounding neighborhood was the site of the Berkeley family's suburban estate which in the late 1600's was still just outside the western limits of London. Besides, the Berkeley's were busy with other interests, including one serving as Colonial Governor of Virginia. They held profitable sugar plantations in the Caribbean and were partial owners of the speculative colony of New Jersey. Two Berkeley brothers were among the eight original Lord Proprietors of the new colony of Carolina which began in 1670.
They were just as interested in things profitable and political inside London. Along with others associated with the Carolina venture, the Berkeley's were contemporaries of Lord Ashley Cooper, his secretary John Locke and others who would be deeply involved with the political, economic and literary life of London just as it was becoming the center of a global empire. Eventually, the Berkeley's turned their attentions to investments closer to home. They left their names on places in Virginia and the Carolinas, but their most profitable investments eventually were those in and around London.
By the 1770's the Berkeley family had moved beyond their American colonial interests and so had London. The Berkeley's suburban estate was by then surrounded by an ever expanding, crowded and, at least for some, very prosperous London. That generation of Berkeley's decided to become real estate speculators much closer to home. In fact they tore down their family home, leveled the estate and redeveloped it as an upscale London neighborhood surrounding the square that would continue to bear the family name.
A Charleston merchant, Henry Laurens, in 1780, was technically still a prisoner of the Tower of London. Laurens, the former President of the Continental Congress, was a high profile leader in the American Revolution. He had been captured at sea by a British warship while on his way to negotiate an alliance with the Dutch against the British and could very well have been executed for treason.
London merchants ruled with as much power as the throne, at least when it came to the power of the purse. Laurens was respected, very wealthy and a skillful merchant in his own right. Among his many business friends in London he was considered to be an equal among the best of them even though he was an American. He was too important to execute as time would prove. He was eventually exchanged as a prisoner of war for Lord Cornwallis. This came just in time to be named to be one of three Americans authorized to negotiate the final peace with Great Britain ending the hostilities between England and its former colonies. Until then, and for several years during his imprisonment, Laurens had been given the freedom of the city provided he reported back to his jailers at the Tower at the end of the day.
He must have observed the construction of Berkeley Square which by then was in earnest. He must have also found the real estate enterprises of the most recent generation of Berkeley's to be interesting. By then South Carolina had become a Royal Colony and the Lord Proprietors of which the Berkeley’s were two of the wiser ones, had long ago sold their interests in what began as a private venture. Still the Berkeley’s were a familiar name to most of South Carolina’s leadership one hundred years later, if only for the Berkeley’s high profile activities of the day.
Henry Laurens was very likely intimately familiar with their involvement in London businesses with which he had dealings as he traded in international commodities, including rice and indigo dyes for the British textile industry. Laurens must have studied London’s expansion even as it was at war with its colonies in America. It's not surprising that Laurens would later try his hand at real estate speculation when he returned to Charleston.
The history of Hampstead Square, now part of Charleston's Eastside, shows that Laurens must have imagined his development in light of what he had seen in London a decade earlier. He was after all a businessman first. He harbored no real animosity toward those who kept him prisoner while giving him the run of the city. Though he had traveled to London in his youth as part of his education and many times as a young businessman before the start of the Revolution, he must have used this forced and extended stay as an opportunity to see and learn from London’s civic experiments. This was just as the industrial revolution was about to begin in England.
Of course, timing is everything in real estate markets and Laurens missed it when Hampstead was initially proposed in the early 1790’s. It could be debated that he was either fifteen years too late or fifteen years too early. Eventually his version of Berkeley Square in Charleston was built out, but Hampstead Square in Charleston today has only a fleeting resemblance to its famous cousin in London. Unfortunately Laurens was long dead before Hampstead Square turned a profit for its subsequent owners.
Another member of this family, George Berkeley, though a distant relation, was a leading light in English and Irish intellectual circles in the first half of the 18th century. As a highly regarded philosopher he would be considered an equal to Hume and Swift. His education was encouraged by Locke and Shaftsbury, not coincidently the same personalities that were involved in the founding of Carolina. This Berkeley would leave his name on educational institutions, from the famous library at his alma mater, Trinity College in Dublin, to the University of California at Berkeley.
Not that we intended to insult our Berkeley benefactors, in politics and ideas, but we now pay dubious respects to them by grossly mispronouncing their name in America. It's BARK-lay in London, but it's BURK-lee in Charleston.
Unsurprisingly the majority of the ~350 unique caps I found this summer in Germany. Due to its size and the time spent there, I found the most in Berlin, with over 50. Hamburg was a big surprise to me, as I found around 20 new ones even though I was only there for a little over a day. Small Heidelberg didn't disappoint either and I thought I would run out of steam after that.
Nope.
In just a few hours in Bamberg I found near a dozen new caps, mostly from the unique Bamberg style beer (smoked beer). I even managed to find a decent number in small Regensburg as well.
Munich was actually the disappointment. I thought for sure the Bavarian Beer Capital would have at least a haul to match Berlin. Everything in Munich however seemed to all be the same cap... I guess diversity is not a strong point of the Munich beer culture.
Pictures of my time in Germany can be seen Here.
My ever expanding Bottle Cap collection can be seen in its entirety by following the link.
Notes of fact or opinion on the beers are encouraged.
Trades and donations of new caps welcome.
FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE - Art Show Opening Post-It Show 5 June 19 - July 7, 2009
Reception: Saturday, June 19, 6:30
Giant Robot Gallery 437 East 9th Street Between 1st Ave. & Ave. A, in the East Village New York, New York 10009
(212) 674-GRNY (4769) | grny.net
Giant Robot is proud to present Post-It Show 5 at GR2. Curated by artists Mark Todd and Esther Pearl Watson, the show is slated to feature roughly 1,000 works by noted contributors for only $20. These pieces will be on standard-sized 3" x 3" Post-It notes. (Larger sizes of 4" x 4" and 6" x 6" will cost a bit more.) The pieces will be cash-and-carry.
Thus far, the ever-expanding list of contributors includes the following:
Trevor Alixopulos, APAK, Andrice Arp, Scott Bakal, Melinda Beck, Mike Bertino, Tim Biskup, Jon Boam, Pakito Bolino, Michelle Borok, Aaron Brown, Jude Buffum, Chris Buzelli, Christine Castro, Martin Cendreda, Kris Chau, Louise Chen, Marcos Chin, Chris Clayton, Tim Cochran, Eric Collins, Jen Corace, Matt Curtius, Kelsey Dake, Eleanor Davis, Vanessa Davis, Nathan Doyle, Seth Drenner, Susan Fang, Korin Faught, Nina Frenkel, Shannon Freshwater, Matt Furie, Nick Gazin, Frieda Gossett, Katherine Guillen, Peter Hamlin, Jon Han, Jaime Hernandez, Andrew Holder, David Horvath, Patrick Hruby, Rama Hughes, Mari Inukai, Yellena James, Hellen Jo, Nathan Jurevicius, Andrea Kang, Dan-ah Kim, Hawk Krall, Lamour Supreme, Travis Lampe, Blaise Larmee, Sarah Lavoie, Jesse LeDoux, Dongyun Lee, Eli Lehrhoff, Bill Main, Jacob Magraw-Mickelson, Ben Marra, Ted McGrath, Mark Allen Miller, Mike Miller, Brendan Monroe, Mark Murphy, Andrew Neyer, Tru Nguyen, Anders Nilsen, Saejean Oh, Saelee Oh, Martin Ontiveros, Sidney Pink, Luke Ramsey, Ron Rege, Jesse Reklaw, Martha Rich, Joe Rocco, Brooks Salzwedel, Anna See, Raymond Sohn, STO, Deth P. Sun, Gary Taxali, Team Macho, Gina Triplett, Twerps (Greg Mishka), Edwin Ushiro, Jing Wei, Steven Weissman, Gillian Wilson, Calvin Wong, Jaime Zollars
A reception for Todd, Watson, and many of the artists will be held from 6:30 - 10:00 on Saturday, June 19. For more information about the artists, the show, GR2, or Giant Robot magazine, please contact: Eric Nakamura Giant Robot Owner/Publisher eric@giantrobot.com (310) 479-7311
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Earlier this month I spent a week in Devon visiting family in and around Tavistock . Although I've been a frequent visitor to the West Country since before I could walk and talk it's only in recent years I've taken to documenting the area through photographic eyes and truly appreciating its breathtaking beauty. Being on holiday with time to wander the lanes and explore the countryside, the only time constraint being the loss of sunlight around 20:00 hours, was the perfect time to shoot film and play around with vintage cameras.
If you follow my work you will know about my love of film photography, my beloved Leica IIIf and my cousin Dan's impressive and ever-expanding analogue camera collection. My challenge for the week was to get to grips with the Yashica Mat and its waist-level viewfinder. Below are a few of my favourite images from the week. All shot on my all-time favourite film - Kodak Portra.
Christianity’s influence permeates western civilization, reaching into every nook and cranny of our history and culture. The Bible, Christianity’s scripture, is likely the best-selling book of all time. Even as American society has become more secular and many Americans turn away from organized religion, the Bible itself is available in an ever-expanding variety of languages, translations, and editions with all manner of supplements for its readers.
This exhibit explores not the history of the Bible itself but the history of the printing of the Bible. It begins with Gutenberg and other early printers in continental Europe, then moves across the English Channel to examine the publication of Bibles in England, Wales, and Scotland. The exhibit then turns its attention to Bibles and related scriptures, some in English, some not, in the American colonies and later the United States.
All of the Bibles in this exhibit are the property of Swem Library, except the Aitken Bible of 1782, which is the property of Bruton Parish Church but is normally stored at Swem. We thank Bruton Parish for permission to display it.
EARLY PRINTED BIBLES IN EUROPE
Johannes Gutenberg revolutionized the world of Bible reading when he printed Bibles in the mid-1450s. On his heels came numerous editions of printed Bibles, some the work of entrepreneurial printers and others the work of scholars. Their efforts enabled laypeople to read the Bible in their native languages and study it in its original languages, helping spark the Protestant Reformation.
Johannes Gutenberg and the First Printed Bible
Up until the mid-1400s, producing a new Bible typically took a scribe at least a year, copying the text by hand. That changed when Johannes Gutenberg (?-1468), a goldsmith and printer in Mainz, Germany, developed a printing press using movable type. He spent several years creating his masterpiece, a double-folio edition of the Latin Vulgate Bible used by the Catholic Church, then completely dominant throughout much of western Europe. By 1455, Gutenberg had printed approximately 180 copies, some on paper, some on vellum. Costing three years’ wages for an ordinary worker, the book was less expensive than scribes’ copies, but still not affordable for ordinary people. Most copies likely ended up in monasteries and other institutions rather than in private hands. An amazing 47 or 48 survive today, mostly in research libraries, a tribute to the key role the Gutenberg Bible and movable type played in spreading both the Renaissance and the Protestant Reformation.
The copy on display here is a facsimile printed in 1961. Note how the blackletter text resembles that of the small manuscript Dutch Book of Hours (a medieval devotional book for laypeople). Gutenberg deliberately made his type to resemble manuscript letters in hopes of gaining acceptance for the movable type.
Anton Koberger, Modern Entrepreneur
These leaves are a fragment from the ninth Germanic Bible printed by Anton Koberger (ca. 1440-1513) in 1483 in Nuremburg. Koberger in the late 1400s printed about 1500 Bibles at a time. An excellent businessman, he ran an international printing empire, employing a network of printers in other cities and sold his books through agents and correspondents around Europe.
Scholarly Editions: The Complutensian Polyglot Bible
The more widespread availability of the Bible and the religious ideas swirling around Europe in the late 1400s and early 1500s stimulated interest in studying the Bible in its original languages and early translations. Cardinal Francisco Jiménez de Cisneros (1436-1517) personally organized and financed a project at the University of Alcalá in Spain to produce a polyglot Bible, a Bible in which text in several languages would appear in parallel columns. The scholars worked from 1502 to 1517, creating what is known today as the Complutensian Polyglot Bible. The columns on the original leaf presented here have text from Hebrew, Latin Vulgate, and Greek Septuagint manuscripts. The columns on the bottom are Aramaic and a Latin translation produced by the project.
Scholarly Editions: Robert Estienne
Robert Estienne (1503-1559), also known as Robert Stephani, of Paris was a printer with a very scholarly mind. To make sure that the editions of the Bible that he published were as accurate as possible, he collected earlier manuscripts and compared them, studying carefully the changes in the text. His editions are known for annotations and margin notes with variants of the texts, citing his sources. To be able to connect the notes with the appropriate text, Estienne divided the Bible into chapters and verses, an innovation that gained widespread acceptance. On display here is his two-volume 1545 edition of the Latin Vulgate and Zurich texts in parallel columns; one volume is still in its original binding. The Zurich translation was associated with Ulrich Zwingli (1484-1531), a Protestant reformer. Though raised a Catholic, Estienne increasingly favored Protestantism. Theologians at the University of Paris forced him to leave the city, and he relocated in 1550 to Geneva, one of the great centers of Protestantism.
Artistic Edition: Hans Holbein
This beautiful Bible includes woodcuts by Hans Holbein the Younger (1497-1543), some reproductions of which are displayed in this case. Holbein was a German artist from Augsburg who did much of his early work in Basel, where the Reformation spirit was strong. It likely was in Basel in the 1520s that he created a series of 90+ woodcuts of Biblical scenes. He painted the great humanist Erasmus, who recommended him to his friend Sir Thomas More. Holbein went to England from 1526 to 1530, painting More and the humanist circles in which More moved. After a brief visit to Basel, he returned to England in 1532. Holbein abandoned his former patron, who incurred the wrath of Henry VIII for opposing his divorce and was executed. Instead, Holbein gained the sponsorship of Anne Boleyn and Sir Thomas Cromwell, who themselves eventually fell out of favor and were executed. Holbein nonetheless became the great portrait painter of Henry VIII’s court. Over his career, Holbein worked for both Protestants and Catholics, and his religious views are unclear. This Bible, from Lyon in 1544, was one of a series of Bibles featuring Holbein’s woodcuts printed in the late 1530s and 1540s.
From the Special Collections Research Center, Earl Gregg Swem Library at the College of William and Mary. See swem.wm.edu/scrc/ for further information and assistance.
One of a batch of nine added to the ever expanding fleet of Tridents in Blackpool, in 2002, this one being new in the May of that year, it is seen here on Clifton Drive, Blackpool, on 22/06/2014, when working a diverted Service 1 Fleetwood Freeport - Starr Gate, Blackpool. This was diverted due to Totally Transport 2014 which was being held on Blackpool South Promenade. © Peter Steel 2014.