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He was the Governor of the Colony of New South Wales between 1831 and 1837. My godmother is friends with his great great grandson and introduced my parents to him when they visited him at the Burke family estate in Ireland.
The State Library of NSW is the oldest library in Australia. In 1869 the NSW Government purchased the Australian Subscription Library, which had been established in 1826, to form the Sydney Free Public Library, the first truly public library for the people of NSW. The Mitchell Library, the first library in the country to concentrate entirely on Australian content, opened in 1910. By 1869 the subscription library was hopelessly in debt, and the New South Wales Government was persuaded to buy it for £5100 (£1500 for the books and £3600 for the building). In September 1869, the Sydney Free Public Library opened its doors with a stock of 20 000 volumes.
The Mitchell Wing: The Library soon outgrew its premises, and a new wing was built in the mid-1880s. By the turn of the century this too was outgrown, and plans were prepared for a completely new ‘national’ library building. The stimulus for this was David Scott Mitchell’s offer of his immense and unrivalled collection of Australiana to the people of New South Wales. One condition of his offer was that a new building be erected to house the collection as a separate library. Work on the Mitchell Wing started in 1906 and was completed in 1910. It houses the Mitchell Library reading rooms, work areas and galleries.
The Dixson Wing: It was another 20 years before more building took place on the site of the national library. The Dixson Wing, completed in 1929, was added to the south side of the Mitchell Wing to provide storage and gallery space for the extensive collection of historical paintings presented by Sir William Dixson.
In 1939 work began on the central portion of the building, which includes the portico, the ornate vestibule with its reproduction of the Tasman Map in marble mosaic, and the main reading room. The building was ready for occupation in June 1942, and the Library was at last under one roof.
In 1964, the final section of the sandstone Mitchell Wing, uniform in style, was added to the south east corner. Within 10 years the Library had outgrown this space too.
Shakespeare Place and the State Library of NSW in circa 1946 and in 2016.
[circa 1946-Mossgreen Auctions/Max Dupain>2016-Phil Harvey/by Phil Harvey]
The State Library of NSW is the oldest library in Australia. In 1869 the NSW Government purchased the Australian Subscription Library, which had been established in 1826, to form the Sydney Free Public Library, the first truly public library for the people of NSW. The Mitchell Library, the first library in the country to concentrate entirely on Australian content, opened in 1910. By 1869 the subscription library was hopelessly in debt, and the New South Wales Government was persuaded to buy it for £5100 (£1500 for the books and £3600 for the building). In September 1869, the Sydney Free Public Library opened its doors with a stock of 20 000 volumes.
The Mitchell Wing: The Library soon outgrew its premises, and a new wing was built in the mid-1880s. By the turn of the century this too was outgrown, and plans were prepared for a completely new ‘national’ library building. The stimulus for this was David Scott Mitchell’s offer of his immense and unrivalled collection of Australiana to the people of New South Wales. One condition of his offer was that a new building be erected to house the collection as a separate library. Work on the Mitchell Wing started in 1906 and was completed in 1910. It houses the Mitchell Library reading rooms, work areas and galleries.
The Dixson Wing: It was another 20 years before more building took place on the site of the national library. The Dixson Wing, completed in 1929, was added to the south side of the Mitchell Wing to provide storage and gallery space for the extensive collection of historical paintings presented by Sir William Dixson.
In 1939 work began on the central portion of the building, which includes the portico, the ornate vestibule with its reproduction of the Tasman Map in marble mosaic, and the main reading room. The building was ready for occupation in June 1942, and the Library was at last under one roof.
In 1964, the final section of the sandstone Mitchell Wing, uniform in style, was added to the south east corner. Within 10 years the Library had outgrown this space too.
Excavating the site prior to Silva Cell installation outside of the Mitchell Library and Community Center. In fall 2011, 1,150 Silva Cell frames and 390 Silva Cell decks were installed in the parking lot of the new Mitchell Park Library and Community Center in Palo Alto, California to support new trees and also process stormwater on-site.
The new center is highly sustainable, joint-use facility that serves the Palo Alto community as a vibrant destination for civic, cultural, social, educational and recreational activities.
The State Library of NSW is the oldest library in Australia. In 1869 the NSW Government purchased the Australian Subscription Library, which had been established in 1826, to form the Sydney Free Public Library, the first truly public library for the people of NSW. The Mitchell Library, the first library in the country to concentrate entirely on Australian content, opened in 1910. By 1869 the subscription library was hopelessly in debt, and the New South Wales Government was persuaded to buy it for £5100 (£1500 for the books and £3600 for the building). In September 1869, the Sydney Free Public Library opened its doors with a stock of 20 000 volumes.
The Mitchell Wing: The Library soon outgrew its premises, and a new wing was built in the mid-1880s. By the turn of the century this too was outgrown, and plans were prepared for a completely new ‘national’ library building. The stimulus for this was David Scott Mitchell’s offer of his immense and unrivalled collection of Australiana to the people of New South Wales. One condition of his offer was that a new building be erected to house the collection as a separate library. Work on the Mitchell Wing started in 1906 and was completed in 1910. It houses the Mitchell Library reading rooms, work areas and galleries.
The Dixson Wing: It was another 20 years before more building took place on the site of the national library. The Dixson Wing, completed in 1929, was added to the south side of the Mitchell Wing to provide storage and gallery space for the extensive collection of historical paintings presented by Sir William Dixson.
In 1939 work began on the central portion of the building, which includes the portico, the ornate vestibule with its reproduction of the Tasman Map in marble mosaic, and the main reading room. The building was ready for occupation in June 1942, and the Library was at last under one roof.
In 1964, the final section of the sandstone Mitchell Wing, uniform in style, was added to the south east corner. Within 10 years the Library had outgrown this space too.
Sculptor: William Mossman Junior, 1878, sandstone. The Mossman family dominated sculpture in Glasgow during the Victorian period. William Mossman (1824-84) studied under his father, William Mossman Senior (1793-1851), and also under Baron Carlo Marochetti.
The old and young giants stand sentry at the entrance of the Greek Revival St Andrew's Halls (Architect: James Sellars), used now as the main entrance to the Mitchell Library.
Everyone's done it, so hey, now I've done it too - The Mitchell Library. Cops came along shortly after this and told me to move on as I was in a precarious place.
This is Glasgow's main library, built at the start of the last century from a bequest from Stephen Mitchell, owner of a tobacco empire.
It contains the largest public reference library in Europe and is famous too for its extensive family history collection, making it an excellent centre for genealogy.
The library was extended in the 1980s when a rather grim-looking, Soviet style section was added, making it look quite ugly from the side, although the rear of the library has some splendid large columns and statuary.
Part of the DS Mitchell collection and one of the items on display in the "A Grand Obsession : The DS Mitchell Story" exhibition, currently at the State Library of NSW. I'd definitely recommend a visit. See my related photos...
www.atmitchell.com/events/exhibitions/2007/mitchell/
For a biography of Sir Joseph Banks - www.anbg.gov.au/biography/banks.biography.html
The State Library of NSW's Banks Collection - www.sl.nsw.gov.au/banks/
The Endeavour journal is described here - www.sl.nsw.gov.au/banks/series_03/03_view.cfm
Installing Silva Cell frames outside of the Mitchell Library and Community Center. In fall 2011, 1,150 Silva Cell frames and 390 Silva Cell decks were installed in the parking lot of the new Mitchell Park Library and Community Center in Palo Alto, California to support new trees and also process stormwater on-site.
The new center is highly sustainable, joint-use facility that serves the Palo Alto community as a vibrant destination for civic, cultural, social, educational and recreational activities.
Trees of the Mitchell Library and Community Center during their third growing season. In fall 2011, 1,150 Silva Cell frames and 390 Silva Cell decks were installed in the parking lot of the new Mitchell Park Library and Community Center in Palo Alto, California to support new trees and also process stormwater on-site.
The new center is highly sustainable, joint-use facility that serves the Palo Alto community as a vibrant destination for civic, cultural, social, educational and recreational activities.
The lovely old Mitchell Library in Glasgow. Is this still the biggest reference library in Europe like wot it used to be?
Not a great photo, but as I suspected, unique on Flickr as I write this, thanks to my cunningly discovered vantage point on top of a lap dancer. Sort of. (There's a set of stairs near the entrance to Charing X station which lead up to the roof of Shaven Haven Seventh Heaven, which gave me a slightly more elevated view than most folks.)
Ask me how much that big motorway lamp-post in the left of the photo annoys me. Go on, ask me. If I could be bothered I'd try to clone stamp the damn thing to oblivion.
Dome of Glasgow's Mitchell Library (North Street) with sculpture ("Literature") by Thomas John Clapperton (1879-1962)
He was always ready with a smile. Never said much, just smiled, waved hello and then returned his attentions to his garden. As a kid he was safe, not like the other adults. They would shout and yell, chase you out of their gardens after yet another careless ball hit yet another precious plant. ‘Play somewhere else’ they would shout, or ‘go play in your own street why don’t you?!?!’. As if my own street was any safer, any less riddled by these angry housebound men and women with their twitching curtains and angry glares.
He never seemed to mind. He would just smile, slowly amble over to get our ball and gently pass it back to us with a nod or a wink. He lived alone. We all knew that and we all knew that there was sad story behind this, what that was we did not know, but we certainly guessed. Murdered wives and fallen angels were all put forward not as theory but as fact as each of us pretended to have some deeper insight into the workings of that grown up land.
Our parents would tell us to stay away, not to go into his house, not to take sweets from him, not to go near that pristine garden where our ball would so often land. But then again, they told us not to be rude to people, to talk when spoken to, to say thanks when given a present. So, when caught in-between this scattergun etiquette we would stand mutely and stare if he tried to pass anything over the fence that hadn’t just been put there by our clumsy playing. We would shout thank you but only from a distance, a childish compromise that seemed to suit us all and we would never, ever go into his garden, not near the house, not where the murdered wife and the fallen angel lay waiting for our company.
Still, despite all of this, the next time around he would smile, amble that rambling walk to his ruined flowerbed and gently pass the ball back to us. Patiently waiting the ten or twenty seconds it took for us to reach our designated ‘thank you’ distance before nodding his head in return. Looking back now you have to wonder, what were we to him? What little pleasure would he have taken if we had even stopped for just one day and found out his name? It’s hard to know if its’ memory that now puts the sadness in his eyes, difficult to avoid slipping my own rejections and dejections into the quiet rooms of that empty house or maybe it’s just awareness. Experience showing you what was always there, a lonely man with too much time on his hands just waiting for a chance.