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Cursive at the Glass House in Pomona on February 21st, 2015.
Review: www.examiner.com/review/cursive-pumps-blood-into-the-ugly...
Well, I wouldn't give my rusty, old pickup truck
I wouldn't quit drinking beer, wouldn't stop dipping snuff
Wouldn't give up my ratty, old boots and jeans
Wouldn't stop reading Playboy magazine
Wouldn't give up my dog, not my old shotgun
Not my fishing pole, hell, that's my favorite one
Not my new bass boat, not my baseball glove
That's what I wouldn't give for your love
-Kevin Fowler-
This song always make me happy. :P
Not a terribly inspired day ... but I knew that the grapevines in the backyard would hold a few letters of the alphabet. Here's a "P" ... my second choice, a "W" is in the comments.
ODC: Shaped like a Letter
03-15-2011
In a conversation with my younger sister last week, I came to realize that cursive handwriting is no longer taught in public schools. This is my second attempt at preserving a seemingly lost art.
The image displays a letter written in German cursive, dated January 3, 1943. The content is an informal, personal message from a person in a "forced community" to someone named Erna, discussing personal circumstances and hopes for the future.
The letter is dated January 3, 1943, from "bomada".
The sender is writing to "Liebste Erna" (Dearest Erna).
The sender mentions being in a "forced community" and not knowing anyone in their current group.
The sender expresses hope for the war to end soon so they can return home.
Translation
bomada, the 3rd of January 1943.
Dearest Erna, the year 1942, which brought us so much grief, has sunk into the realm of time and I hope all our wishes and hopes that this new year will fulfill will be fulfilled! You ask if I have met any acquaintances here? No, I am still with the Jews in the group assigned to me, I don't know anyone else. All strangers. I also don't want to learn their names because it is not worth it, there are so many here. I tried to settle in with this group, but without success, so I live for myself alone in this forced community, it is true, one must think a lot about oneself. How are you doing? For me it is best. I will think of our dear Fritz on the 18th and 13th of January and if you visit him there, our thoughts will surely meet. I haven't heard from you yet, but hope all is still well with you all and that you had a good holiday: The conditions are good accordingly, good weather here, winter has set in and afterwards we will have spring again anyway. Otherwise, I am doing well according to the circumstances, and hope that the war will soon have an end and I can be with you again. Many heartfelt greetings and kisses for Ilse and for you.
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This handwritten letter, dated January 3, 1943, is written in German Sütterlin script. It is a personal correspondence during World War II, likely between a soldier or internee and a female recipient named Berna.
Summary
The author is writing from a location named "Bomada," reflecting on the difficulties of the past year (1942), which brought "so much sorrow." The author expresses hope for the new year and mentions the dates of January 14th and 15th, which they will spend thinking of their dear "Frig," and that their thoughts will meet when Berna looks at them. The author is at a location they describe as a "group community" but feels isolated and surrounded by strangers, stating they prefer to keep to themselves. The author also hopes that a person named "Ilse" is doing well and that the war (referred to as the "bring") will soon end so they can be reunited.
Essential Information
Date: January 3, 1943.
Recipient: "Liebste Berna" (Dearest Berna).
Context: The letter is written during the height of World War II (early 1943), a period of major setbacks for Germany.
Key Names Mentioned:
Berna: The primary recipient of the letter.
Frig: A dear person the author will remember on January 14th and 15th, suggesting a significant shared memory or loss.
Ilse: Another person the author hopes is doing well.
Conditions: The author mentions the "bring" (likely referring to the war) and hopes it ends soon, also noting the cold winter weather.
Tone: Melancholy and hopeful for peace and reunion with loved ones.
Photo of my girlfriend and a couple of her friends at the Cursive concert. I forgot to post it at the time, but I like this one!
The final weeks of 3rd grade are when the kids learn cursive. Julie was disappointed E was missing this, so, work book!
Cursive (Tim Kasher) @ Wicker Park Street Festival, Chicago, IL. July 28th, 2012.
I went to Chicago last month & totally forgot I shot these (this is probably due to the fact that I shot Mike Mills & that pretty much scrambled my photo brain at the time)! Anyhow, Cursive was amazing as always & I'm super excited to be shooting them again in just a few weeks at FYF in Los Angeles.
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AS ONE
Music and Concept by Laura Kaminsky
Libretto by Mark Campbell and Kimberly Reed
Presented by Chautauqua Opera, in association with American Opera Projects
Aug 7, 2018 at Norton Performance Hall, Chautauqua, NY
Starring Sasha Cooke and Kelly Markgraf
Directed by Matt Gray
Conducted by Steven Osgood
String Quartet: Fry Street Quartet
Production Designer: Ron Kadri
Lighting Designer: Michael Baumgarten
Costume Designer: Barney Fitzgerald
Video Designer: Kimberly Reed
Photo by Dave Munch for Chautauqua Institution. Copyright Chautauqua Opera.
I could not accomplish this fantastic handwriting with the best pen on the finest paper.
The deeply incised, printer-like inscription of "P. Gilmer Breckinridge, 1859 VA," is marred by a chip biting into the C in his last name and edging up to the 9 in the date.
Breckinridge came through El Morro with 25 camels from a short-lived Army experiment. He would later resign, join the Confederacy and die in the Civil War.
The same expedition included "E. Pen Long, Baltimore," who left a large signature in flowing, perfect old-fashioned script.
The group, doing reconnaissance, "had all kind of tools with them for marking features on the landscape for mapping purposes," Baumann said. "They would have been well-equipped to make some nice inscriptions."
Although the expedition was in 1857, Breckinridge didn't carve his name until another trip in 1859.