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Also called the red-necked ostrich or Barbary ostrich which is found in South Africa. #7DWF
With their acute eyesight and hearing, common ostriches can sense predators such as lions from far away. When being pursued by a predator, they have been known to reach speeds in excess of 70 km/h (43 mph),and can maintain a steady speed of 50 km/h (31 mph), which makes the common ostrich the world's fastest two-legged animal. When lying down and hiding from predators, the birds lay their heads and necks flat on the ground, making them appear like a mound of earth from a distance, aided by the heat haze in their hot, dry habitat. When threatened, common ostriches run away, but they can cause serious injury and death with kicks from their powerful legs.Their legs can only kick forward.
Contrary to popular belief, ostriches do not bury their heads in sand to avoid danger. This myth likely began with Pliny the Elder (AD 23–79), who wrote that ostriches "imagine, when they have thrust their head and neck into a bush, that the whole of their body is concealed.
"This may have been a misunderstanding of their sticking their heads in the sand to swallow sand and pebbles to help digest their fibrous food,or, as National Geographic suggests, of the defensive behavior of lying low, so that they may appear from a distance to have their head buried.
Another possible origin for the myth lies with the fact that ostriches keep their eggs in holes in the sand instead of nests, and must rotate them using their beaks during incubation; digging the hole, placing the eggs, and rotating them might each be mistaken for an attempt to bury their heads in the sand.
La casa de Castril es un palacio renacentista ubicado en la ciudad española de Granada, comunidad autónoma de Andalucía; en ella se encuentra actualmente el Museo Arqueológico de Granada.
La casa se halla enclavada en la carrera del Darro, en el antiguo barrio árabe de Ajsaris, sede a partir del siglo XVI de parte de la nobleza granadina, como muestran sus construcciones blasonadas. La Casa de Castril es uno de los mejores ejemplos de palacios renacentistas de Granada y perteneció a la familia de Hernando de Zafra, secretario de los Reyes Católicos que participó activamente en la reconquista de la ciudad a los musulmanes y en sus Capitulaciones. En lo alto de la fachada está grabada la fecha de su construcción: 1539. Esta obra ha sido atribuida a Sebastián de Alcántara, uno de los más destacados discípulos de Diego de Siloé. En 1917 se adquirió la Casa del Castril a los herederos del insigne arabista Leopoldo Eguílaz y Yanguas para ubicar definitivamente el citado Museo.
Además, sobre el edificio recae una vieja leyenda, de cuando era habitado en época árabe, la cual se refiere a una misteriosa dama de blanco que se aparece de vez en cuando, fruto de un desencuentro entre el padre de una bella muchacha que habitaba el edificio y su supuesto amante, que desencadenaron la furia del padre y posteriormente su ahorcamiento y emparedamiento en el balcón lateral del edificio. Sobre este balcón ciego se puede leer una consigna que dice: "Esperando la del cielo", lo que podría referirse a "esperando la justicia del cielo", que probablemente tuviese relación con las palabras que el supuesto amante pronunció antes de ser ahorcado.
es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Casa_de_Castril
rinconesdegranada.com/casa-de-castril
The Castril palace (also House of Castril) is a Renaissance style palace located in Sacromonte, a district of the Spanish city of Granada. Nowadays it hosts the Archaeological Museum of Granada.
The house is nailed in the Race of the Darro, in the old Arab district of Ajsaris, seat of 16th century's granadine nobility. The palace is one of the best Renaissance palaces of Granada and belonged to the family of Hernando de Zafra, secretary of Catholic monarchs who participated actively in reconquering it from the Muslim hands during the Reconquista.
At the top of the facade the date of its foundation is recorded: 1539. This work has been attributed to Sebastián de Alcántara, one of the most outstanding disciples of Diego de Siloé. In 1917, the Castril palace was acquired by arabist and orientalist Leopoldo Eguílaz y Yanguas to make it a definitive location of the Archaeological Museum of Granada.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Castril_Palace
There is also an old legend about the building, dating back to the time when it was inhabited in Arab times, which refers to a mysterious lady in white who appears from time to time, the result of a misunderstanding between the father of a beautiful girl who lived in the building and her supposed lover, which triggered the father's fury and subsequently led to her hanging and walling herself up on the side balcony of the building. On this blind balcony one can read a slogan that reads: "Waiting for heaven's justice", which could refer to "waiting for heaven's justice", probably related to the words that the supposed lover uttered before being hanged.
It is by universal misunderstanding that all agree. For if, by ill luck, people understood each other, they would never agree.
Charles Baudelaire
Apparently, the flames on this GMC motorhome is so awesome, the fire department is chasing after it in an attempt to "put them out". Wow.
"Living is easy with eyes closed
Misunderstanding all you see
It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out
It doesn't matter much to me
Let me take you down, cos I'm going to Strawberry Fields
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about
Strawberry Fields forever."
EXT – Cafe on Cite – Evening
Cooling of their relationship last summer was marked with series of quarrels, misunderstandings and conflicts. Vacation spent together and attempts to discuss the problems only extended the mutual torment. After two weeks of silence hurt, Anna decided to take the first step and make a meeting in the cafe. Suzanne had to come half an hour ago, and Anna is confused. Her mood is torn by anxiety to bitterness.
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D4, Nikkor 28mm f1.8G, SB-800 into lumiquest softbox, right above model
Shooting a dirty mirror in a Edinburgh hotel i was staying in while going to see a Mark Lanegan gig. Off to see Soulsavers tonight, they are a band in which Mark Lanegan sings, Check them out they are really good. Listen to one of there songs here www.last.fm/music/Soulsavers/_/Some+Misunderstanding+(Fea...
Another for my Bargain Basement Series project.
It is a project i started a year or two ago and is my documentation of all the cheap crap and dingy hotels I dwell in as I travel to gigs throughout Europe (or for whatever reason i end up in one).
View Bargain Basement Hotel set here www.flickr.com/photos/24drew/sets/72157610644699098/
Olympus OM-2N
Un-Named Cheap iso 200 film
Im Heimatmeer. Großer gelber Vogel.
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Swimming is so comfortably near a home ;-) ... I would like to take off or pull away, but not immediately ... thinks the little yellow bird and turns a few more rounds ... Our daughter makes it just as well on her way growing up ... And no, we do not feel that as an April joke, but enjoy it and everyone is happy ;-)
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Es schwimmt sich so gemütlich in der Nähe eines Zuhauses ;-) ... Ausziehen oder von dannen ziehen möchte ich schon, aber nicht sofort ... denkt sich der kleine gelbe Vogel und dreht noch ein paar Runden ... Unsere Tochter macht es gerade genauso auf Ihrem Weg ins Erwachsenwerden … Und nein, wir empfinden das nicht als April-Scherz, sondern genießen es und freuen uns alle ;-)
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Once again my eyes fell by chance on this little toy chick, this time in the kitchen. I thought of my daughter, and that she's not a little chick anymore (where's the time left?), that she's probably going to move out soon, and that a home is something like that, nicely enclosed like an egg ... Thought of "The Chicken and the egg and what was there first", "the yellow of the egg" (Which does mean it's brilliant, the bee's knees) ...
And when shooting I had to think of earlier times, when our daughter was young – and the Sesame Street with a similar protagonist:
"Big Bird" is one of the main protagonist of the children's television show Sesame Street. He is an tall bright yellow anthropomorphic canary – he can roller skate, ice skate, dance, swim, sing, write poetry, draw, and even ride a unicycle. Despite this wide array of talents, he is prone to frequent misunderstandings, on one occasion even singing the alphabet as one big long word ... (Wikipedia)
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Wieder einmal fiel mein Blick rein zufällig auf dieses kleine Spielzeug-Küken, diesmal in der Küche. Ich dachte an meine Tochter, und dass sie kein kleines Küken mehr ist (wo ist nur die Zeit geblieben?), dass sie wahrscheinlich demnächst ausziehen wird und dass ein Zuhause ja so etwas ähnliches, hübsch Umschlossenes wie ein Ei ist … Dachte an „Das Huhn und das Ei und was war zuerst da“, „das Gelbe vom Ei“ …
Und beim Fotografieren musste ich an früher denken, als unsere Tochter noch klein war – und an die Sesamstraße mit einem ähnlichen Protagonisten:
"Big Bird" ist ein Hauptdarsteller der Kinderfernsehshow Sesamstraße. Er ist ein großer, hellgelber, anthropomorpher Kanarienvogel – er kann Rollschuh laufen, Schlittschuh laufen, tanzen, schwimmen, singen, Gedichte schreiben, zeichnen und sogar ein Einrad fahren. Trotz dieser Vielfalt an Talenten neigt er zu häufigen Missverständnissen. Einmal sang er sogar das Alphabet als ein großes langes Wort ... (Wikipedia)
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Ingredients: Saucer as a swimming pool, cracked raw egg, hatched wooden chick and sunlight. Oh – and still our home, which is reflected in the bubble ;-)
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Zutaten: Untertasse als Schwimmbecken, aufgeschlagenes rohes Ei, geschlüpftes Küken aus Holz und Sonnenlicht. Achja – und noch unser Zuhause, welches sich in der Luftblase spiegelt ;-)
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Nikon Micro-Nikkor-P / 1:2.8 / 55 mm
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#MacroMondays 2019 / April 01 / #AprilFools / HMM and a foolish jokeful day to everyone!
Dear Nature...
We humans don't always realize how much we're lucky to walk on your ground.
You silent godess, watching us dealing with our daily madness without even judging us. Your way to remind us your power is fair because regardless the place, the social status, the religion.
And you keep showing us the most beautiful things, from the tiniest delicate details to the most breathtaking and vast landscapes.
Nature's generosity has no limit, and we humans don't always deserve it. We keep focusing on our wars, our ideologies, our fights and misunderstandings, and we simply forget to love life itself.
Fortunately life gives us love, and as someone said, love will save us. It already did and it does, every single day.
L
Látrabjarg, Iceland - 2014
Thanks everyone!
I get so much more traction on Flickr than IG, especially since Instagram deleted my primary IG account for alleged copyright infringement, never allowed me to see which photo was involved, and never allowed a conversation with customer support to straighten out whatever the misunderstanding was.
Social media has become such a debacle. Now they'll steal your photos to train AI to create fake versions to compete with those images! And the fakes outcompete the real thing.
There's no place like home.
Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there -- on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.
-- Carl Sagan
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Как орфографическая ошибка может вызвать бездну недопонимания :-)
How typing error can cause a hell of misunderstanding :-) It shoud be "Arsenal of spaRe weapons"
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The saying probably comes from a telephone switchboard analogy. When telephone operators had to manually connect two parties with wires. If they put the wires into the wrong plugs, people would think they were talking one person but actually be talking to another. This would cause misunderstandings, as they would be talking about different things. Hence, their wires were crossed.
Sur le Boulevard Rosemont, une pub de la ville dans un abribus pour décourager les graffiteurs, a déjà été marquée d'un tag. Reflet d'incompréhensions...
On Rosemont boulevard, the city has put this ad at a bus stop to discourage graffitis. It has already been tagged. Reflections of misunderstandings...
ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵉᵉ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ᵃᵗ ᵐᵉ
ᴾᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵃ ʰᵃᵇⁱᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵐⁱˢᵘⁿᵈᵉʳˢᵗᵃⁿᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵐᵉ
ᵁⁿᵈᵉʳᵉˢᵗⁱᵐᵃᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵐᵉ
ᵀʰᵉʸ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ᵃᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵒ ʰᵒᵗ
ᴬⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᴵ ᵃᵐ, ᵇᵘᵗ
ᴵᵗ'ˢ ʲᵘˢᵗ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗʳᵘᵉ
ᴵ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ʲᵘˢᵗ ʰᵒᵗ, ᴵ'ᵐ... ᴵ'ᵐ...
ᴵ'ᵐ ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵗʸ, ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ᵏⁱˢˢ ᵐᵉ
ᴼʰ, ʸᵉᵃʰ, ᴵ'ᵐ ᵖᵉʳᶠᵉᶜᵗ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵐʸ ʰᵉᵃᵈ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵗᵒ ᵐʸ ᵏⁱᵗᵗʸ
ᴼʰ, ⁱᵗ'ˢ ᵃ ᵖⁱᵗʸ, ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵃ qᵘⁱᶜᵏⁱᵉ?
ᴼʰ, ᵗʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ˢᵒ ᵗʳⁱᶜᵏʸ, ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵒ ᵇᵘˢʸ 'ᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵗʸ
ᴺᵉʷ ʸᵒʳᵏ ᵗᵉⁿ, ᵃ ᵐᵒᵈᵉˡ, ᵇᵒᵈʸ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵇᵒᵗᵗˡᵉ
ᵀⁱᵗˢ ˢᵒ ᵇⁱᵍ, ᴵ ᵗᵒᵖᵖˡᵉ!
ᵂᵉⁿᵗ ˢᵒ ᵈᵉᵉᵖ, ᴵ ʷᵃᵈᵈˡᵉ, ᵃⁿᵍᵉˡ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᶠᵘˡˡ ᵀʰʳᵒᵗᵗˡᵉ
ᴱᵃᵗ ⁱᵗ ᵘᵖ, ˡⁱᵏᵉ, ᵍᵒᵇᵇˡᵉ
ᵀʳʸⁿᵃ ᵗᵃᵐᵉ ᵐᵉ
ᴮᵘᵗ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ, ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵒᵗᵗᵃ ᵉⁿᵗᵉʳᵗᵃⁱⁿ ᵐе
'ᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵃ ˢᵖᵉᶜⁱᵃˡ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ˡᵃᵈʸ
ᴵ ˢᵃⁱᵈ, "ᴵ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵃ ⁿеʷ ᴹᵉʳᶜᵉᵈᵉˢ"
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"living is easy with eyes closed,
misunderstanding all you see.
it's getting hard to be someone but it all works out.
it doesn't matter much to me...."
African bush elephant
Afrikanischer Elefant
Kruger National Park is one of the largest game reserves in Africa. It covers an area of 19,485 km2 (7,523 sq mi) in the provinces of Limpopo and Mpumalanga in northeastern South Africa, and extends 360 km (220 mi) from north to south and 65 km (40 mi) from east to west. The administrative headquarters are in Skukuza. Areas of the park were first protected by the government of the South African Republic in 1898, and it became South Africa's first national park in 1926.
To the west and south of the Kruger National Park are the two South African provinces of Limpopo and Mpumalanga. In the north is Zimbabwe, and to the east is Mozambique. It is now part of the Great Limpopo Transfrontier Park, a peace park that links Kruger National Park with the Gonarezhou National Park in Zimbabwe, and with the Limpopo National Park in Mozambique.
The park is part of the Kruger to Canyons Biosphere an area designated by the United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organization (UNESCO) as an International Man and Biosphere Reserve (the "Biosphere").
The park has nine main gates allowing entrance to the different camps.
(Wikipedia)
Name
African Elephant or African Bush Elephant [Loxodonta africana]
Introduction
The Elephant is the world's largest land mammal, and weighs up to 7 tonnes and reaches heights of 3.3 m at the shoulder. Elephants can live to a potential age of 70 years. The massive tusks of older bulls can weigh up to 50 or 60 kilograms, but tusks weighing up to 90 kilograms have been recorded.
Appearance
What is the trunk and what is it used for?
The Elephant's trunk is a modified nose which is very sensitive and can even detect water under ground. There are as many as 50 000 muscles in an Elephant trunk. The sensitive finger-like appendages at the tip of the trunk enables them to pick the smallest twig or flower, pull the toughest reed of grass or even pick out a thorn from their feet.
Do elephants have knees or elbows?
The joints that are perceived as 'knees', are in fact wrists. This is a common misunderstanding due to the belief that a leg joint that bends between the foot and the body must be a knee. The main difference between us and the elephants is that our foot bones and hand bones are separate, whereas those of the elephant are one in the same, and have evolved to suit this four-legged mammal.
Why do elephants have tusks?
The tusks are used for obtaining food, fighting (amongst males) and for self defence. They are actually their upper incisors, and grow continuously until they die at around 60 years old. Although their skin is up to 3cm (1 inch) thick, it is quite sensitive.
Diet
Elephants are voracious feeders which in a day consume up to 272 kg (600 pounds) of grass, tender shoots and bark from trees. An adult Elephant can drink up to 200 litres of water in a single session. A single Elephant deposits up to 150kg (330 pounds) of dung every day - about one dollop every 15 minutes!
Breeding
African Elephant are not seasonal breeders. Generally they produce one calf every 3 to 4 years. The gestation period is about 22 months. At birth calves weigh about 100 kg (220 pounds) and are fully weaned between 18-24 months. An orphaned calf will usually be adopted by one of the family's lactating females or suckled by various females. Elephants are very attentive mothers, and because most Elephant behavior has to be learned, they keep their offspring with them for many years. Tusks erupt at 16 months but do not show externally until 30 months. Once weaned, usually at age 4 or 5, the calf still remains in the maternal group. Females mature at about 11 years and stay in the group, while the males, which mature between 12 and 15, are usually expelled from the maternal herd. Even though these young males are sexually mature, they do not breed until they are in their mid, or late 20s or even older and have moved up in the social hierarchy.
Behaviour
Mature males form bachelor groups and become solitary bulls. Elephant form strong family units of cows, calves and young offspring. Such herds are always led by an old female. Apart from drinking large quantities of water they also love wading or swimming in it. Elephants clearly relish mud baths.
It was once thought that family groups were led by old bull elephants, but these males are most often solitary. The female family groups are often visited by mature males checking for females in oestrus. Several interrelated family groups may inhabit an area and know each other well.
How do you tell an elephant's mock charge from a serious one?
It is imperative to keep in mind that Elephant are extremely intelligent, and each individual has a distinct character. Although there will be exceptions to the rules, the common signs of a mock charge are bush-bashing, dust-throwing, trumpeting and other vocalizations, open ears and an intimidating presence, can be considered a mock-display. Aggressive or startled elephants usually make sudden headshakes and flap their large ears against their head. Serious charges usually occur after all attempts to intimidate have failed, and the Elephant feels threatened. The ears are pinned back and head and trunk are lowered. Ultimately, the key lies in the intelligence of the animal and how they will react to the 'target' and unfamiliar actions, and a conscious decision is made.
Why do elephants rhythmically flap their ears?
Contrary to common belief, it is not an expression of anger. Being an animal of such a large size, with no sweat glands and a dark body colour, elephants flap their ears to cool the body and rid themselves of irritating insects.
Where are they found?
Once ranging across most of Africa the Elephant population has declined dramatically across the continent. In South Africa the Addo Elephant and Kruger National Park protect large herds. Due to rigorous conservation measures the Elephant population in South Africa has grown from a estimated 120 in 1920 in 4 locations, to 10 000 at 40 locations to date.
Notes
The African Elephant has recently been classified into two separate species, the more common African Bush Elephant [Loxodonta Africana] and the smaller African Forest Elephant [Loxodonta cyclotis] of the rainforest of Central Africa.
(krugerpark.co.za)
Der Kruger-Nationalpark (deutsch häufig falsch Krüger-Nationalpark) ist das größte Wildschutzgebiet Südafrikas. Er liegt im Nordosten des Landes in der Landschaft des Lowveld auf dem Gebiet der Provinz Limpopo sowie des östlichen Abschnitts von Mpumalanga. Seine Fläche erstreckt sich vom Crocodile-River im Süden bis zum Limpopo, dem Grenzfluss zu Simbabwe, im Norden. Die Nord-Süd-Ausdehnung beträgt etwa 350 km, in Ost-West-Richtung ist der Park durchschnittlich 54 km breit und umfasst eine Fläche von rund 20.000 Quadratkilometern. Damit gehört er zu den größten Nationalparks in Afrika.
Das Schutzgebiet wurde am 26. März 1898 unter dem Präsidenten Paul Kruger als Sabie Game Reserve zum Schutz der Wildnis gegründet. 1926 erhielt das Gebiet den Status Nationalpark und wurde in seinen heutigen Namen umbenannt. Im Park leben 147 Säugetierarten inklusive der „Big Five“, außerdem etwa 507 Vogelarten und 114 Reptilienarten, 49 Fischarten und 34 Amphibienarten.
(Wikipedia)
Der Afrikanische Elefant (Loxodonta africana), auch Afrikanischer Steppenelefant oder Afrikanischer Buschelefant, ist eine Art aus der Familie der Elefanten. Er ist das größte gegenwärtig lebende Landsäugetier und gleichzeitig das größte rezente landbewohnende Tier der Erde. Herausragende Kennzeichen sind neben den Stoßzähnen und dem markanten Rüssel die großen Ohren und die säulenförmigen Beine. In zahlreichen morphologischen und anatomischen Merkmalen unterscheidet sich der Afrikanische Elefant von seinen etwas kleineren Verwandten, dem Waldelefanten und dem Asiatischen Elefanten. Das Verbreitungsgebiet umfasst heute große Teile von Afrika südlich der Sahara. Die Tiere haben sich dort an zahlreiche unterschiedliche Lebensräume angepasst, die von geschlossenen Wäldern über offene Savannenlandschaften bis hin zu Sumpfgebieten und wüstenartigen Regionen reichen. Insgesamt ist das Vorkommen aber stark fragmentiert.
Die Lebensweise des Afrikanischen Elefanten ist durch intensive Studien gut erforscht. Sie wird durch einen stark sozialen Charakter geprägt. Weibliche Tiere und ihr Nachwuchs leben in Familienverbänden (Herden). Diese formieren sich wiederum zu einem enger verwandten Clan. Die einzelnen Herden treffen sich zu bestimmten Gelegenheiten und trennen sich danach wieder. Die männlichen Tiere bilden Junggesellengruppen. Die verschiedenen Verbände nutzen Aktionsräume, in denen sie teils im Jahreszyklus herumwandern. Für die Kommunikation untereinander nutzen die Tiere verschiedene Töne im niedrigen Frequenzbereich. Anhand der Lautgebung, aber auch durch bestimmte chemische Signale können sich die einzelnen Individuen untereinander erkennen. Darüber hinaus besteht ein umfangreiches Repertoire an Gesten. Hervorzuheben sind auch die kognitiven Fähigkeiten des Afrikanischen Elefanten.
Die Nahrung besteht sowohl aus weicher wie auch harter Pflanzenkost. Die genaue Zusammensetzung variiert dabei regional und jahreszeitlich. Generell verbringt der Afrikanische Elefant einen großen Teil seiner Tagesaktivitäten mit der Nahrungsaufnahme. Die Fortpflanzung erfolgt ganzjährig, regional gibt es Tendenzen zu einer stärkeren Saisonalisierung. Bullen kommen einmal jährlich in die Musth, während deren sie auf Wanderung zur Suche nach fortpflanzungswilligen Kühen gehen. Während der Musth ist die Aggressivität gesteigert, es finden dann auch Rivalenkämpfe statt. Der Sexualzyklus der Kühe dauert vergleichsweise lange und weist einen für Säugetiere untypischen Verlauf auf. Nach erfolgter Geburt setzt er in der Regel mehrere Jahre aus. Zumeist wird nach fast zweijähriger Tragzeit ein Jungtier geboren, das in der mütterlichen Herde aufwächst. Junge weibliche Tiere verbleiben später in der Herde, die jungen männlichen verlassen diese.
Die wissenschaftliche Erstbeschreibung des Afrikanischen Elefanten erfolgte im Jahr 1797 mit einer formalen artlichen Trennung des Afrikanischen vom Asiatischen Elefanten. Der heute gebräuchliche Gattungsname Loxodonta wurde offiziell erst dreißig Jahre später eingeführt. Die Bezeichnung bezieht sich auf markante Zahnunterschiede zwischen den asiatischen und den afrikanischen Elefanten. Im Verlauf des 20. Jahrhunderts wurden mehrere Unterarten unterschieden, darunter auch der Waldelefant des zentralen Afrikas. Letzterer gilt heute genetischen Untersuchungen zufolge als eigenständige Art, die weiteren Unterarten sind nicht anerkannt. Stammesgeschichtlich lässt sich der Afrikanische Elefant erstmals im beginnenden Mittleren Pleistozän belegen. Der Gesamtbestand gilt als gefährdet. Ursachen hierfür sind hauptsächlich die Jagd nach Elfenbein und Lebensraumverlust durch die zunehmend wachsende menschliche Bevölkerung. Der Afrikanische Elefant zählt zu den sogenannten „Big Five“ von Großwildjagd und Safari.
(Wikipedia)
Un día decidí que tenía alas, unas hermosas alas de luz en el corazón de mi alma.
Unas mágicas alas para elevarme sobre la incomprensión, y el olvido de mí misma.
Rosetta Forner
One dayI decided I I had wings , abeautiful wings of light in the heart of my soul .
A magical wings to rise above the misunderstanding, and forgetfulness of myself.
Rosetta Forner
I'm sure it wouldn't hurt to make a wish.
This is a manual mixture of 3 exposures with the usual post processing. The place is the lavafield near the Blue lagoon on really cold day.
Anyway I just made a discovery that made my day. I was looking at the new stat's feature in flickr and noticed that this image was getting a huge traffic from some Korean site. I ran it through babelfish and it seems like they are under the impression that one of my images is actually the work of Damien Hirst.
Of course this isn't his work. It's my creation. A strange little satyrical, sarcastic idea that struck my head some 16 months ago. When reading about Mr. Hirst having to repair or even rebuild his formalehyde leaking tanks I came up with the idea of making an image of a sheep that had escaped his tank. So I went to the next grocery store, bought a burnt sheep head, an Icelandic delicacy and took it with me into the country side and made a few images.
I was not surprised at the time that idea didn't seem to get through. But it causing such a big misunderstanding now really cracks me up.
Poor Deuce, if only he could have fixed that misunderstanding with Cleo maybe she wouldn't have punished him this way XD
Over the past months I've been tempted to leave Flickr a few times. Misunderstandings,recieving hurtful emails,etc. I don't like losing people
who I consider friends. Guess I wear my heart on my sleeve. Sometimes
there can be reconciliation,but sometimesyou just have to move forward
and leave it in God's hands.
Since these things happened I have recieved so many kind words and encouragement.
I've made new contacts that are precious also !
God bless all of you ! God is good !
This image has been reposted after it was taken down due to a misunderstanding.
With the sun dropping behind the hills, 1949 British Railways built Ivatt ‘2MT’ 2-6-2T no.41241, in KWVR red livery, heads along the valley at Top Field, Marsh End, with the 14:00 Keighley-Oxenhope "Elf Express".
Model: Ivy Rocha- Make up and Hair Stylist: Fernanda Santos - Production: Paula Anddrade and Fernanda Santos.
- she's taken. I put it here in order to avoid any kind of misunderstanding with my client, her boyfriend.
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if you use internet explorer, when you click on my site it will ask if you allow it to have access to you tranfer area, just click ok, there is no harm done and explorer is the only browser that does that, I don't know why.
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Flickr has been too slow around here in the last days, it takes too long to load, etc. O Flickr tá devagar demais aqui nos últimos dias, demora muito para fazer qualquer coisa.
Whenever a choice is made, whatever the reason, or circumstance, it is motivated by something, rational or not. Even when we make a choice we think is right at the time, nothing is perfect.
Perfection does not exist because we are in constant change, and perfection would require us to be static.
Even Michelangelo, legend that he is, while finishing his sculpture Moses, was so surprised by its realism, he hit it on the knee with his hammer, questioning, "Why you do not speak?"
Since you have come this far, you may wonder why I wrote this with a picture of my avatar. The reason is this.
If you look at me as this avatar, you see that I look at you and smile. I do this because I believe that nothing I do is perfect. I am always searching, moving forward, and changing, which is part of the deal I have with life. When I post faces on these pages, I do not seek perfection in them, but an appreciation of what each person does for their avatar. Many times I photograph faces and perceive the person behind the face, and this can make me smile.
I appreciate my page because it is made by everyone on it. Without them these pages would hardly exist.
Despite the fact that on sometimes I have been mistreated by some, I persist because this reaffirms that perfection does not exist.
We are influenced by our education, rages, passions, frustrations, but above all, in my case, by the happiness of living, of being able to be here and fill my pages with many different faces that I have made a connection with.
Regardless of why you come to this place. Whatever wind that brings your soul here, if I discover you I will take your picture and give it to you, in the hope it will make you happy, and no other reason. I do not consider my page a collection, but a way of expressing my connection, if even for a moment in time, with the lives, minds, and all the imperfection that we carry with us.
Therefore, I accept mistakes and misunderstandings, and even cruel words, as no one is perfect. I appreciate when I have the good fortune to encounter those with intelligence, compassion, and grace. I smile frequently and maintain a spirit with joy, because the world is a beautiful place to live, although perceived differently by each person. Whatever world you consider yourself apart from, you affect all that you touch and in that sense we are all connected as one mind, and those that think they hurt only someone else, ultimately hurt themselves.
photo by Melter Weatherwax
An eastbound extra passes the aftermath of a misunderstanding between Freight 325 and a plow extra, Allens, Waldoboro. February 1972
Don't talk to strangers, keep away from the danger
Don't talk to strangers who smile
Keep away from the danger all the time, you just keep away
Just keep away
Red lights are flashing, there's been a misunderstanding
I'm Bruised and broke and bandaged
Through drinking all that brandy
I was, under the table but I came back for more
Gotta hit that bottle but my head hit the floor
Danger, danger, don't talk to strangers
Fotografada por: Mim :D
Modelo: Nika Fadu
Let me start by saying that Dad reminded me about everything earlier and I'm sorry for the unfortunate misunderstanding last year. And the two years before that. I can only say in my defence that I take my dog duties very seriously and, well, let's face it, you sneak down our chimney in the middle of the night wearing a disguise and carrying a sack and what am I supposed to think?
Anyway, I hope you're feeling better. Were the elves able to repair your suit?
You're a busy man so I won't take up much more of your time. All I want for Christmas is a gross of tennis balls, a dozen Chuckit balls in various sizes, and a couple more Spunky Pup balls. And if you would, treats of your choosing so something will be a surprise.
I like rawhide. With peanut butter.
Yours truly, Clancy
(PS You might consider announcing yourself before coming down our chimney this year.)
(PPS MERRY CHRISTMAS everyone!)
(The pine in the distance was voted the most perfect free-range Christmas tree in the world. By us. So we thought it would make a nice backdrop for my Christmas photo.)
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Prescott-Russell Trail, Ottawa, Ontario
318. Clancy 5yrs 5wks
Clancy's YEARBOOK 6: www.flickr.com/photos/130722340@N04/albums/72157690680496806
The globular cluster M3 was the first object in the Messier catalog to be discovered by Charles Messier himself. Messier spotted the cluster in 1764, mistaking it for a nebula without any stars. This misunderstanding of M3’s nature was corrected in 1784 when William Herschel was able to resolve the cluster’s individual stars. Today it is known to contain over 500,000 stars.
M3 is notable for containing more variable stars than any other known cluster. The brightness of a variable star fluctuates with time. M3 contains at least 274 variable stars.
Interestingly, M3 is actually larger in size than the well known Great Cluster M13 in Hercules. M3 is estimated to be 180 light years in diameter vs M13 about 120. However M3 is 10,000 light years more distant than M13. Both clusters are very old, about 11+ billion years.
Capture info:
Location: Backyard (Las Cruces, NM US)
Telescope: Takahashi FSQ106N
Camera: QHY268C
Mount: RST 135E
Data: 41 x 5 min
Processing: Pixinsight
Herbert the literal, half-deaf dream fairy didn't quite hear poor Wayne correctly.
Moral:
Think positive all the time or you may be misunderstood.
hehheee for my group at my Trickery, trickery, trickery
La casa de Castril es un palacio renacentista ubicado en la ciudad española de Granada, comunidad autónoma de Andalucía; en ella se encuentra actualmente el Museo Arqueológico de Granada.
La casa se halla enclavada en la carrera del Darro, en el antiguo barrio árabe de Ajsaris, sede a partir del siglo XVI de parte de la nobleza granadina, como muestran sus construcciones blasonadas. La Casa de Castril es uno de los mejores ejemplos de palacios renacentistas de Granada y perteneció a la familia de Hernando de Zafra, secretario de los Reyes Católicos que participó activamente en la reconquista de la ciudad a los musulmanes y en sus Capitulaciones. En lo alto de la fachada está grabada la fecha de su construcción: 1539. Esta obra ha sido atribuida a Sebastián de Alcántara, uno de los más destacados discípulos de Diego de Siloé. En 1917 se adquirió la Casa del Castril a los herederos del insigne arabista Leopoldo Eguílaz y Yanguas para ubicar definitivamente el citado Museo.
Además, sobre el edificio recae una vieja leyenda, de cuando era habitado en época árabe, la cual se refiere a una misteriosa dama de blanco que se aparece de vez en cuando, fruto de un desencuentro entre el padre de una bella muchacha que habitaba el edificio y su supuesto amante, que desencadenaron la furia del padre y posteriormente su ahorcamiento y emparedamiento en el balcón lateral del edificio. Sobre este balcón ciego se puede leer una consigna que dice: "Esperando la del cielo", lo que podría referirse a "esperando la justicia del cielo", que probablemente tuviese relación con las palabras que el supuesto amante pronunció antes de ser ahorcado.
es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Casa_de_Castril
rinconesdegranada.com/casa-de-castril
The Castril palace (also House of Castril) is a Renaissance style palace located in Sacromonte, a district of the Spanish city of Granada. Nowadays it hosts the Archaeological Museum of Granada.
The house is nailed in the Race of the Darro, in the old Arab district of Ajsaris, seat of 16th century's granadine nobility. The palace is one of the best Renaissance palaces of Granada and belonged to the family of Hernando de Zafra, secretary of Catholic monarchs who participated actively in reconquering it from the Muslim hands during the Reconquista.
At the top of the facade the date of its foundation is recorded: 1539. This work has been attributed to Sebastián de Alcántara, one of the most outstanding disciples of Diego de Siloé. In 1917, the Castril palace was acquired by arabist and orientalist Leopoldo Eguílaz y Yanguas to make it a definitive location of the Archaeological Museum of Granada.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Castril_Palace
There is also an old legend about the building, dating back to the time when it was inhabited in Arab times, which refers to a mysterious lady in white who appears from time to time, the result of a misunderstanding between the father of a beautiful girl who lived in the building and her supposed lover, which triggered the father's fury and subsequently led to her hanging and walling herself up on the side balcony of the building. On this blind balcony one can read a slogan that reads: "Waiting for heaven's justice", which could refer to "waiting for heaven's justice", probably related to the words that the supposed lover uttered before being hanged.
When I joined, I never would have thought I'd gain as much of a following as I have in these 3 years. I'm so thankful for it and I'm grateful for everyone who continues to face and comment on my stuff. I'm grateful for all the friends I've made and the new experiences and interests that I've gained through being a part of this website.
Over the years, a lot has changed. So many people have come and gone, and it honestly hurts seeing so many of the people I enjoyed not being here anymore. The Lego community has died down from a real involved community that does fun events and team projects or challenges, to something where we just kind of post and hope for some comments. I dont know if there's any way to change that, to be honest. I'd like to think so, but it just hasnt happened. That is not to say I dont like this community anymore, but I definitely have lost a good bit of interest since I first joined. That's really all I can say about that.
I'd like to take a little time to thank some specific people that I've become really close with over these years. We used to do this a lot for our flickrversaries, so I wanted to bring it back.
BrickTailor- Scott, I have no idea how we hit it off so randomly, but I'm glad we did. You're so much like me, but so different at the same time, and I like that a lot about you. XD I'm glad we've gotten to know each other so well and stay in contact on a pretty regular basis. I'd love to meet you one day dude.
Multi-Sharp- Jon, you're super chill and I love the vibe you give with your personality. When I first met you I wasnt too fond of you, but when I got to know you I realized I was just misunderstanding what you had been trying to say and that you just wanted to be friends. I'm glad we talk and that I get to know you.
Giftbaby04- Gretchen, you're hilarious and wholesome and I love being your friend. XD I love your art and your morals and how good of a friend you try to be to everyone. Keep being yourself, cuz you're great.
Grayish.Plutonium- Tanz, you're a cool little bean who never fails to surprise me with your randomness. XD I really enjoy talking to you and getting to be your friend.
Please don't be upset if I left you out, these are just a couple of the people I felt I should point out specifically. I appreciate you all, and I thank you for supporting my content. Thank you also if you read all this, because it means a lot. That's all for now. Stay frosty, bros and broditas!
-FANTXTIK
P.S. If anyone remembers fig-offs, would you like to do one with me?
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And from the stage
All the faces out front seemed so hungry
With an unbearably wholesome misunderstanding
From where they sat, you seemed so far up there
High and live and diving
And instead you were swamp crawling
Down, deeper
Until you tasted the Earth's own blood
And chatted with the buzzing-eyed insects that heroin breeds
8 Fragments for Kurt Cobain | Part 2
~ JC
You Lost me
It all started with a simple hello and I fell madly in love. I knew my world would never be the same again. I thought you were the best thing that ever happened to me. You said all of the right things and made all the right moves. You said you have never felt this way about anyone before and maybe for some time it was true, but with hindsight, you’re everything I thought you never were. For some reason I thought I knew what real pain felt like, but no amount of time could prepare me for the excruciating pain I feel because of you. Now I finally know what it feels like when a person means everything to you but you mean absolutely nothing to them. I guess I was the fool for allowing you this close to me.
Getting to know your hearts desires and your fears, was just a few of the exciting times we shared together. There was so many moments I thought to myself…is this really happening? Is it possible to feel this happy with someone? In return I showed you a piece of me that I’ve never showed to anyone before, because I trusted you completely. In my mind I finally found true love…the kind that would last forever and a day. Now all I can think about is everything I gave to you, and that I’ll never get that back.
All the unanswered questions left me paralyzed with fear and uncontrollable tears. Now I’m at a place I thought I’d never be. I am somebody I would have never imagined. The truth is you wanted the best of both worlds, and for some time you had it your way, but making promises you can’t keep is worse than not making promises at all. Someone once said “Sometimes people don’t understand the promises they’re making, when they make them”. Yes, nobody said it will be easy and no one ever said it would be this difficult either, but when you said forever, I guess you meant until you find someone new.
I am trying to figure out exactly where things went wrong. I’m questioning everything you ever told me. You lied over and over again, even when you told me I was perfect. So many times you said you are so happy and because I was happy, I thought it must be true, but maybe a happy ever after was never meant to be.
I guess the worst part is knowing now that I was just someone that filled an empty space in time, while you were searching for another. I guess I was just a footnote in your life story, while you were a chapter in mine. An entire chapter on heartache, deception, betrayal and love lost. You never truly loved me, you just didn’t want to be alone and for a while, it felt like love. In retrospect it was just a huge misunderstanding that led to a shattered heart.
In the end you took more than you deserve. I’m absorbing on how to heal myself and I will be stronger than ever before. Someday I will be happy and in love again with the right person who will love me more than I’ve ever imagined. I will look back at us and realize that in the end the pain was such an emotional metamorphous and worth suffering for because I found someone who cares for me, loves me unconditionally in a way that I never experienced before and treasure the feeling of togetherness and true commitment. At this moment in time I still get sad about everything that happened. Every now and then reality sets in and hits me unexpectedly, then I realize everything was true and real for me at least, but that my life is better without you.
Now I’ll erase the messages, delete the numbers, and move on. I’ll have to accept that you are not the person I once thought you were. Yes, it’s hard to forget someone who has given you so much to remember, but every story has an end and in life every ending is just a new beginning.
OMG, thanks for the compliments but i have to correct a misunderstanding here. These pic are NOT my works. I just found them in my old computer and wanted to show you just for fun! I'm really sorry, I should have done this explanation before. Sorry again!!! :(
SOME INFORMATION ABOUT THE “HEEMPARKS” IN AMSTELVEEN
At the moment everyone is wanting to create environmentally-sensitive green spaces everywhere. At the same time, there is a great deal of misunderstanding about the concepts of Naturepark-wildplanting and “ecological” greening. In Amstelveen our first attempt was to colonise a marshy area with native plant communities. This attempt was a complete failure: The hostile, unnatural environment encouraged one group of plants to flourish at the expense of the others, which in turn adapted badly to this new “home”. Als a result the neighbouring plants were overwhelmed. If you want to give an educational, biological or aesthetic value to the planting, then human intervention is essential.If you intend to establish native-planting in a garden of park, then you must take account of the resource available in the given circumstances. This will determine whether you go for a more or less cultivated approach, or resort to something more naturalistic.
La casa de Castril es un palacio renacentista ubicado en la ciudad española de Granada, comunidad autónoma de Andalucía; en ella se encuentra actualmente el Museo Arqueológico de Granada.
La casa se halla enclavada en la carrera del Darro, en el antiguo barrio árabe de Ajsaris, sede a partir del siglo XVI de parte de la nobleza granadina, como muestran sus construcciones blasonadas. La Casa de Castril es uno de los mejores ejemplos de palacios renacentistas de Granada y perteneció a la familia de Hernando de Zafra, secretario de los Reyes Católicos que participó activamente en la reconquista de la ciudad a los musulmanes y en sus Capitulaciones. En lo alto de la fachada está grabada la fecha de su construcción: 1539. Esta obra ha sido atribuida a Sebastián de Alcántara, uno de los más destacados discípulos de Diego de Siloé. En 1917 se adquirió la Casa del Castril a los herederos del insigne arabista Leopoldo Eguílaz y Yanguas para ubicar definitivamente el citado Museo.
Además, sobre el edificio recae una vieja leyenda, de cuando era habitado en época árabe, la cual se refiere a una misteriosa dama de blanco que se aparece de vez en cuando, fruto de un desencuentro entre el padre de una bella muchacha que habitaba el edificio y su supuesto amante, que desencadenaron la furia del padre y posteriormente su ahorcamiento y emparedamiento en el balcón lateral del edificio. Sobre este balcón ciego se puede leer una consigna que dice: "Esperando la del cielo", lo que podría referirse a "esperando la justicia del cielo", que probablemente tuviese relación con las palabras que el supuesto amante pronunció antes de ser ahorcado.
es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Casa_de_Castril
rinconesdegranada.com/casa-de-castril
The Castril palace (also House of Castril) is a Renaissance style palace located in Sacromonte, a district of the Spanish city of Granada. Nowadays it hosts the Archaeological Museum of Granada.
The house is nailed in the Race of the Darro, in the old Arab district of Ajsaris, seat of 16th century's granadine nobility. The palace is one of the best Renaissance palaces of Granada and belonged to the family of Hernando de Zafra, secretary of Catholic monarchs who participated actively in reconquering it from the Muslim hands during the Reconquista.
At the top of the facade the date of its foundation is recorded: 1539. This work has been attributed to Sebastián de Alcántara, one of the most outstanding disciples of Diego de Siloé. In 1917, the Castril palace was acquired by arabist and orientalist Leopoldo Eguílaz y Yanguas to make it a definitive location of the Archaeological Museum of Granada.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Castril_Palace
There is also an old legend about the building, dating back to the time when it was inhabited in Arab times, which refers to a mysterious lady in white who appears from time to time, the result of a misunderstanding between the father of a beautiful girl who lived in the building and her supposed lover, which triggered the father's fury and subsequently led to her hanging and walling herself up on the side balcony of the building. On this blind balcony one can read a slogan that reads: "Waiting for heaven's justice", which could refer to "waiting for heaven's justice", probably related to the words that the supposed lover uttered before being hanged.
The waning gibbous Moon is about to pass in front of Mars: the lunar occultation of Mars actually occurred a couple of hours later, when Mars couldn’t outshine the bright daylight. So, the two celestial bodies were shot just before the beginning of astronomical dawn:
They seem too close to each other, as their apparent position in the sky is only one degree apart (approximately). Yet, they are too far away both from each other and from the camera: The Moon was close to its apogee (the most distant point of its elliptical orbit around Earth). Mars was even farther away, of course, as a planet moving around the sun. Precise data about the positions in a comment below. Photograph made by stacking 26 light frames by Starry Landscape Stacker.
The celestial bodies’ distance reminds us of the following theatrical play’s line:
“I am too far away from what I love and my distance is without remedy.”
—Albert Camus (Le Malentendu / The Misunderstanding, act 2, sc. 2)
AI Overview (Factettes)
The user query "'Nikolai Gogol's Chickens'" does not refer to a specific known work but is likely a misunderstanding. "Nikolai Gogol's" is a reference to the author, and "chickens" may be a misunderstanding of a theme in one of his stories, such as the grotesque nature of his work, which he was known for. The query may be a misunderstanding of the title "Evenings on a Farm near Dikanka" or another of his many famous works.
It's also possible that the user is confusing Nikolai Gogol with another author whose work is about chickens, such as the 2012 novel 'When Chickens Fly' by Russian author Dmitry Lipskerov.
Nikolai Gogol's works sometimes feature chickens, most notably in the story "St. John's Eve," where they are mentioned in the context of folk tales and story-gathering. While not a central theme throughout his work, chickens are an example of the everyday, sometimes bizarre, elements found in his stories, which often use the grotesque and dark humor to explore the absurdities of life.
"St. John's Eve": This story is about a man who is tormented by his memory of killing another man and tries to rid himself of the ghosts of the past. During his torment, a "chicken-fancier" appears and tells him that he heard the story from a scribe, a character Gogol satirizes as a low-level journalist who gathers stories and peddles them for money.
Gogol's Style: Chickens, in this context, serve as an example of how Gogol weaves mundane or grotesque elements into his fantastical and satirical stories. This aligns with his broader use of the grotesque and his ability to turn literary conventions on their heads.
Symbolism: The mention of chickens could be a subtle reference to their common association with rural life and superstitions, which were recurring themes in his work.
There is no known artwork titled "Nikolai Gogol's Chickens" by the Spanish painter Francisco Goya. The title likely results from a confusion of Gogol's name with the artist Goya, as both are well-known figures, and the surname Gogol itself comes from the Ukrainian word for the goldeneye duck, often called a "gogol," not a chicken. Nikolai Gogol, an important Russian author, is famous for works like the satirical novel Dead Souls and short stories such as "The Overcoat" and "The Nose". Francisco Goya was a Spanish romantic painter and printmaker whose works include the Disasters of War series and the "Black Paintings".
Nikolai Gogol was 11 years old in 1820, when this was purportedly painted. Goya was 78 and already beginning his exile in Bordeaux.
They never met, until Marcel introduced them in Infrathin.
Don'tcha just love factettes?