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Looking from outside into an open window one never sees as much as when one looks through a closed window. There is nothing more profound, more mysterious, more pregnant, more insidious, more dazzling than a window lighted by a single candle. What one can see out in the sunlight is always less interesting than what goes on behind a windowpane. In that black or luminous square life lives, life dreams, life suffers.
Across the ocean of roofs I can see a middle-aged woman, her face already lined, who is forever bending over something and who never goes out. Out of her face, her dress, and her gestures, out of practically nothing at all, I have made up this woman's story, or rather legend, and sometimes I tell it to myself and weep.
If it had been an old man I could have made up his just as well.
And I go to bed proud to have lived and to have suffered in some one besides myself.
Perhaps you will say "Are you sure that your story is the real one?" But what does it matter what reality is outside myself, so long as it has helped me to live, to feel that I am, and what I am?
Windows/Charles Baudelaire ~ Translated/Louise Varèse ('Paris Spleen', New Directions Paperbacks,1970)
St Peter, Blaxhall, Suffolk
A remote church in a large, sparsely populated rural parish.
Blaxhall is famous for two reasons. It is the setting for George Ewart Evans' books, including The Pattern under the Plough and Ask the Fellows who Cut the Hay.
It is also the home parish of the Rope family. The stained glass work of the cousins Margaret Edith Aldrich Rope and Margaret Rope is now considered to be among the finest of the 20th century, and some of it can be found here, as well as more glass and bas-relief work by Dorothy Rope and Ellen Rope.
"Lovers, forget your love,
and list to the love of these.
she a window flower.
and he a winter breeze.
When the frosty window veil
was melted down at noon,
and the caged yellow bird
hung over her in tune,
he marked her through the pane,
he could not help but mark,
and only passed her by
to come again at dark."
- Robert Frost
The Quay Merchant’s Bar of The Star Hotel on Hall Quay in Great Yarmouth
In ABCs and 123s: W is for Window
St Gregory's church at Rendlesham lies in a beautifully rural setting a short distance to the west of the village itself (which I didn't even see, approaching from the north down a quiet country lane), one of those picturesque places that simply begs you to stop and look. The tall tower appears quite slender side on but increases in width when viewed from the east owing to large buttresses that give it a rather muscular look from this angle. Most of the building appears to be of 14th or 15th century date, though its hard to be certain externally as the main body of the church is covered with a layer of render (with patches betraying repairs at different stages), only the tower and south porch have their flint exposed.
The interior comes as a bit of a surprise, but a pleasant one; this is an interior left alone by the Victorians, the furnishings are simple and rather 'low church', with box pews in the nave in a grey finish whilst the walls throughout the building have a colour-wash of terracotta-pink. It is unusual to find a church interior given such a distinct colour scheme but here it works, especially given that the windows are entirely clear-glazed, giving the space a sense of warmth.
The most notable features here are the monuments in the chancel, the earliest being the canopied tomb of a 14th century priest whilst nearby are marble monuments to the local aristocrats from the early 19th century with some expressive Neo-Classical pieces. Back at the west end is another 15th century font of the classic East Anglian design, carved with chubby-faced angels and cheerful lions.
I really liked this church, a surprising contrast to my previous stop where Victorian restorers had been much in evidence, whereas here they were all but absent. It was invitingly kept open when I called in pre-Covid days, and I hope it will welcome visitors and worshippers again before long.
For more see its entry on the Suffolk Churches site below:-
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A closer look at the large stained glass window placed over the main entrance of St. Patrick's Cathedral
The Berlin S-Bahn tracks run right across Museumsinsel, between the Bodemuseum and the Pergamon. As they pass, the train windows capture a reflection of the museum windows by the tracks.
Showing The Council at Jerusalem, surrounded by various other scenes from The Acts of the Apostles.
In memory of Jacob Clements, (1820-98) sometime SubDean at the Cathedral.
Glass by Clayton & Bell.
Toward the back of the sanctuary, with natural light from the vestibule coming through the windows in the doors.
This window display allowed people to walk up, write their secret, and post it anonymously. Sort of like a Grouphug.us IRL.
I am a BIG fan of window lighting. It softens everything, and adds a warm glow. Here, there are 3 different windows one looks through.
Peterborough Cathedral, Peterborough, Cambridgeshire
Cambridgeshire is unusual as an English county in having not one but two major medieval cathedrals, and unique in that neither is in the county town. Peterborough Cathedral's setting in the heart of the busy city is quite different to that of its neighbour Ely Cathedral, which dominates a small, beautiful market town. There is something special about stepping out of Peterborough's Bridge Street, with its department stores, and Cathedral Square, with its chain restaurants, into the peaceful precinct below the superb Early English west front, a match for the spectacular frontages of both Wells and Lincoln.
Peterborough cathedral is dedicated as the Cathedral Church of St Peter, St Paul and St Andrew, and these Saints images appear in statue and stained glass form several times. Originally the church of a Benedictine Abbey, the current structure was begun in the spring of 1118, and was largely complete by about 1250. The vast wooden roof of the nave is, amazingly, the original, one of only four such roofs in Europe. The fire of 22nd November 2001 came within minutes of destroying it. As it was, the painstaking and expensive process of cleaning the roof, which had just been completed, had to be immediately repeated. The most spectacular part of the cathedral is not Early English at all, but the late medieval retrochoir with its fan-vaulting of 1496-1508, by John Wastell who used the same trick at Kings College Chapel across the Fen in Cambridge.
That Cambridgeshire can claim Peterborough Cathedral is an accident of history, of course, because Peterborough only became a part of the much enlarged county of Cambridgeshire in 1974. In fact, almost all of the county of Cambridgeshire is in the Diocese of Ely, including much of the city of Peterborough. All of the city south and east of the River Nene is in the Diocese of Ely, not Peterborough. And yet, the Cathedral close has a frontage that is almost on the Nene. Because of this, Peterborough Cathedral is closer to the edge of its Diocese than any other English cathedral, including both St Paul's Cathedral and Southwark Cathedral, separated as they are by just a few hundred yards and the River Thames.