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Big & very small, lol! Found ths pic of my sweet Peach-Faced Lovebird (whom I miss every day) wanting to be a goalie!
... When I remember... I see a life of.... ... but it will all be alright because behind these eyes hides an unbreakable will.
20th August is St. Stephen’s Day in Hungary and it is a public holiday.
We celebrate the foundation of the Hungarian state 1000 years ago. The new bread is blessed on this day too.
Stephen (István in Hungarian) was Hungary’s first king and he laid the foundation of the state by converting the nomad and pagan Magyar people (Hungarians) into Christianity.
Until the end of the 10th century the seven Hungarian tribes often attacked and robbed Western European nations. After a major defeat in 955, the Hungarian leaders decided to give up the raids, focus on settling down and found a strong state.
István realized that he can only achieve this by converting Hungarians into the Roman Catholic religion.
He received a crown from Pope Sylvester II and became Hungary’s first king in 1000 AD. The Holy Crown has survived the coming centuries and it is now Hungary's most percious treasure.
The Cathedral of St. Michael and St. Gudula - Brussels, Belgium
Captured by Shorty Hasselman² Circa 1945
Since Shorty (my father) also had made captures of Notre Dame, I had initially thought the images he captured during the restoration of St. Michael / St. Gudula Cathedral were photos of Notre Dame. However, on closer inspection I noticed the flyers on the flying buttresses had crockets¹, and since the flyers on Notre Dame (early Gothic) did not have crockets, the above image threw the Notre Dame ID into question.
And after further investigation by Dah Wife (a former teacher of art history), she discovered the images Shorty captured were made during the restoration of Cathedral of St. Michael and St. Gudula shortly after WWII.
¹ Late Gothic cathedrals featured flying buttresses, which were often decorated with crockets (hooked decorations) and sculpted figures set in aedicules (niches) recessed into the buttresses.
² "Hasselmann" is a Flemmish name, so it's likely Shorty's ancestors would have been involved in the construction of the Cathedral of St. Michael and St. Gudula sometime over the 600 years it took to build it (1000 to 1600 AD).
your my everything, my number one, my one and only everlasting love in this world. you complete me. you'll always be my percious sawary till the end of time! I wish all the best on your 20th bday. i promise ill make you go crazy at the party lol i love u byatsh ;)
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My second character.
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Name: Othsilia
Age: 600 years old
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On a planet in a galaxy far away lived a small and growing civilization of Merfolk and other underwater creatures. This planet was 85% ocean so it only made sense that the Merfolk were the rulers of the planet, their was a government much like ours. There was a Queen, the Ten Elders, and the Military, though there wasn't much use for it since the Merfolk and other creatures lived in harmony. Othsilia was one of the Elders, and was next in line for the position of Queen when it was time for the current Queen to retire. Some of the Elders were jealous of Othsilia, for unlike the other Elders she was not born into royalty, she was just a Worker Mer that the Queen had come to love like a daughter. So they plotted, they'd wait for the The Goddess's Cleansing, a massive storm that formed once a year that would cause mass destruction and if anyone were to be out in the middle of it they would either die, or be swept so far away it would take years, and years to find their way back home. So they waited..
Othsilia was just returning to her her room after a long day of preparing for the storm when one of the Elder's, Percious [per-see-ous] approached her in the corridor. "Percious.." she smiled warmly "What are you still doing up at this late hour, we must sleep and wait out the storm." she said softly not wanting to wake up the others. "Othsilia, we have something we must show you, it is urgent." he said with hast as two other Elders swam out from the shadows behind Percious.
"Why must you show me, show the Queen, I'm sure her opinion would be more helpful than mine.." she said warily. "Yes, but we'd rather not bother the Queen, she has been working so hard preparing, and are you not next in line? Surely your opinion should be just as worthy as the Queen's." he said. Othsilia frowned "I am not so sure of that Percious, but if you insist then I suppose I must. May I ask what it is about first?" she said. "Uh, it's something you will have to see for your self." said one of the Elders behind Percious, whom she didn't quite recognize in the dark corridor. Percious scowled back at the Elder who spoke, but turned back to Othsilia with a smile. "Yes, I'm sure it's something you will have to experience to believe." Percious said. "Alright then.." Othsilia said warily. "Alright." Percious said then he spun around and started walking. Othsilia lingered a moment looking back and forth between the two men leaning on opposite sides of the corridor, still she did not recognize them.. Then she followed after Percious, the two men following behind Othsilia. Soon they made their way to the main entrance of the palace, a huge door the size of a three story building.. "Surely we aren't going outside, are we?" Othsilia asked. "We must, my dear, that's where the problem to be fixed will be.." Percious said convincingly. Othsilia stared long and hard at Percious, he didn't seem like the same man he had been days ago, the light that had once been in his eyes had even dimmed, and had almost changed from blue to grey.. Little did she know it was jealousy who had tainted his heart. "Open the door!" Percious ordered the two mysterious Elders, they did as they were told and it was apparent that the storm was very near, coral reefs, seaweed, sand and other debris flew by.. And the noise of the quick currents grew louder. "Can't this wait?" Othsilia half shouted over the noise as they swam further away from the palace. "No I will not wait any longer.." Percious said in a dark tone. They swam further and further away till' they reached a large coral reef which had been used as a military hide out. "Wait here." Percious ordered the Elders. "Follow me, it's in here.." Percious said to Othsilia. They soon found an empty room that was missing a roof a two walls, Othsilia waited at the entrance of the room while Percious swam off into the dark, moments later he came back holding rope. "What is this about, Percious?" Othsilia demanded. "Hands behind your back." Percious ordered. "What? What is the meaning of this?" Othsilia demanded again. "Hands. Behind. Your back." Percious said through his teeth pulling a knife out from under the rope. She did as he said, he tied her hands behind her back, then tied it to the reef. "For too long the Queen has favored you, Othsilia..." Percious said angrily. "And for centuries we have had to watch as a *worker*" he said with disgust "take my rightful place as KING!" he shouted. "But now.. with no one around to help you, I will finally get rid of you once and for all." he said with an evil smile creeping up on his face. "So your going to kill me?" Othsilia said angrily. Percious laughed "No! I will let storm do it for me, silly girl. I won't kill you... but THAT," he pointed to the large funnel of water spinning like a tornado getting closer and closer by the second.. "that, it is." he chuckled. "The Queen will find out, she will know it was you! Your soul has grown cold, Percious, and whether I am alive or dead you will never become king! You will never redeem yourself, She will send you to the darkest depths of the ocean where you'll die alone." Othsilia said harshly. Percious clapped "Wonderful speech! But that doesn't change your fate.." he said smiling. "Well," he said looking from Othsilia to the approaching storm "I had better go, it was really nice chatting with you though. Maybe we should do it again sometime.." he said with a dark laugh, and with that he left. Othsilia silently weeped as the storm grew closer when she heard a beautiful song like she had never heard before, calling to her, soothing her, assuring her she'd be alright.. And as soon as the song stopped the storm hit, knocking her unconscious.
She woke in an ocean she didn't recognize, with creatures she hadn't seen before..
What happens next? You decide.
ik wilde hier een portret van mij instead zetten die jullie consquent en oenig ook, over het hoofd zagen, erg letterlijk te nemen ook, ik kwam hem tegen, ik zocht iets anders pag 24 of zo, en regelde replace maar dat doet het helemaal niet joh, nou des te beter, t was een geestige foto als ik het zelf niet was.
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Lock up your percious hearts boys & girls --Im healing, stealing, and breaking hearts today.
1-Feb-11 Murder on the Links by Agatha Christie (nook)
"Papa Poirot comforts my soul every time. This book, replete with plot twists and a great cast of characters, also finds time to thumb its nose at pseudo-Sherlock Holmes types. Inspite of the title, golf does not play much of a role thankfully. Most marvelous of all, Hastings finally falls truly in love and is all set to betray even Poirot, or at least to try to betray him to save the woman he loves.
Quotes from the book:
""It is love that has come - not as you imagined it, all cock-a-hoop with fine feathers, but sadly, with bleeding feet.""
And Poirot's passionate insults are beautifully crafted as always.
""You are an old woman completely imbecile! and Leonie and Denise are no better. All of you are triple idiots!""
""Even I did not suspect - triple imbecile that I was!""
And best of all was when Poirot bets he could find the murderer before the snide ""modern"" clue-centric police detective Giraud. And wins, of course.
""Shortly after we got back to London, I noticed a magnificent model of a foxhound adorning Poirot's mantelpiece.
In answer to my inquiring glance, Poirot nodded.
'Mais oui! I got my five hundred francs! Is he not a splendid fellow? I call him Giraud!'"""
3-Feb-11 A Visit From The Goon Squad by Jennifer Egan (nook)
"All of the above takes place in 13 chapters covering 40 years or so, ranging backward and forward across time, each composed from a different point of view, which means 13 different centers, 13 different peripheries. And yet everything hangs together, connected by a tone of simmering regret arising from love’s wreckage and time’s relentless devouring.
- The New York Times, Sunday Book Review
Funny and chilling at times, this is a collection of short stories where characters criss cross through the pages, and you frequently go through the thrill of meeting an old aquaintance you hadn't see or thought of for a while.
Quotes from the book:
In fact the whole apartment, which six years ago had seemed like a way station to some better place, had ended up solidigying around Sasha, gathering mass and weight, until she felt both mired in it and lucky to have it - as if she not only couldn't move on but didn't want to.
But the deep thrill of these old songs lay, for Bennie, in the rapturous surges of sixteen-year-old-ness they induced.
She hates Mindy, but Mindy doesn't take it personally - it's Structural Hatred, a term she coined herself and is finding highly useful on this trip. A single woman in her forties who wears high-collared shirts to conceal the thready sinews of her neck will structurally despise the twenty-three-year-old girlfriend of a powerful male who not only employs said middle-aged female but is paying her way on this trip.
Mindy feels a jold of attraction roughly akin to having someone seize her intestines and twist.
Structural Dissatisfaction: Returning to circumstances that once pleased you, having experienced a more thrilling or opulent way of life, and finding that you can no longer tolerate them.
He watched Stephanie anxiously: a big, ailing man with one bold idea left, ablaze with hope that she would like it.
Yet each disappointment Ted felt in his wife, each incremental deflation, was accompanied by a seizure of guilt.
In the distance, Mount Vesuvius reposed beingnly, Ted pictured the slightly different version of Susan standing near him, taking it in.
In the dusk, a chorus line of palm trees vamped against a Bellini sky.
Being away from his niece felt like opening a window, loosening an airless oppression. But what was the problem, exactly? Sasha had been having a ball, seeing the world; hell, she'd done more in two years than Ted had done in twenty. So why was he so eager to escape her?
After following a narrow street to its wriggling conclusion, he emerged onto a thoroughfare lined with a gauntlet of weary palazzi, their bottom floors gouged open to accommodate cheap clothing and shoe stores.
He'd let her go, conserving himself for - what? It frightened Ted that he had no idea. But he'd let her go, and she was gone.
What I suddenly understand. My job is to make people uncomfortable. I will do it all my life. My mother, Sasha Blake, is my first victim.
English was full of these empty words - """"friend"""" and """"real"""" and """"story"""" and """"change"""" - words that had been shucked of their meanings and reduced to husks. Some, like """"identity"""", """"search"""", and """"cloud"""" had clearly been drained of life by their Web usage. With others, the reasons were more complex, how had """"American"""" become and ironic term? How had """"democracy"""" come to be used in an arch, mocking way?
Strollers were prohibited at public gatherings - they hampered evacuation.
…a self-administered poultice that arrived in the form of a brain-T: no1 nOs about me. Im invysbl.
…children: the incarnation of faith in those who werent aware of having any left.
if thr r children, thr mst b a fUtr, rt?"
5-Feb-11 Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins (nook)
"Another fast paced installment of the Hunger Games, this one ends in a rather gimicky way. If the heroine remains the same age, the villain remains the same, and so does the plot, then is it really a trilogy? Or is it just one story, published in three parts?
And as for Katniss's pendulum act with her two suitors... decide already!!
Quotes from the book:
""President Snow takes a seat at the large desk of polished wood where Prim does her homework and my mother her budgets. Like our home, this is a place that he has no right, but ultimately every right, to occupy.""
""It will require at least an hour. this sends Effie into a state. She pulls out her schedule and begins to work out how the delay will impact every event for the rest of our lives.""
""I walk along the track, squinting against the bright sunlight, already regretting my words to Effie. She's hardly to blame for my current predicament. I should go back and apologize. My outburst was the height of bad manners, and manners matter deeply to her. But my feet continue on along the track, past the end of the train, leaving it behind.""
""What happens next is not an accident. It is too well executed to be spontaneous, because it happens in complete unison. Every person in the crowd presses the three middle fingers of their left hand against their lips and extends them to me. It’s our sign from District 12, the last goodbye I gave Rue in the arena.""
""I weaken again at a clear green broth that I can only describe as tasting like springtime.""
""We are what no one wants to miss at the party. I act delighted, but I have zero interest in these Capitol people. They are only distractions from the food.""
""When I wake up, I barely get to the toilet before the white liquor makes its reappearance. It burns just as much coming up as it did going down, and tastes twice as bad.""
""Since I don’t plan on making it back alive a second time, the sooner Gale lets me go, the better. I do plan on saying one or two things to him after the reaping, when we're allowed an hour for goodbyes. To let Gale know how essential he's been to me all these years. How much better my life has been for knowing him. For living him, even if it's only in the limited way that I can manage.
But I never get the chance.""
""There's the classically beautiful brother and sister from District 1 who were victors in consecutive years when I was little.""
""The woman from 8 who Effie calls Cecelia, who looks about thirty, has to detach herself from the three kids who run up to cling to her.""
""I can't argue that Finnick isn't one of the most stunning, sensuous people on the planet. But I can honestly say he's never been attractive to me. Maybe he's too pretty, or maybe he's too easy to get, or maybe it's really that he'd be just too easy to lose."""
8-Feb-11 Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins (nook)
"Well, lots of nice people die, not so nice people die, and all the downright evil people die. And the rest of them live happily ever after.
Quotes from the book:
And it takes too much energy to stay angry with someone who cries so much.
""Oh no. It costs a lot more than your life. To murder innocent people?"" says Peeta. ""It costs everything you are.""
Lies, once discovered, would be severely punished. with all the advancement, you'd think they'd have invented truth serum by now.
Maybe everyone is just trying to protect me by lying to me. I don’t care. I'm sick of people lying to me for my own good. Because really it's mostly for their own good.
""My words hang in the air. I look to the screen, hoping to see them recording some wave of reconciliation going through the crowd.
Instead I watch myself get shot on television.""
Underground. Which I hate. Like mines and tunnels and 13. Underground, where I dread dying, which is stupid because even if I die aboveground, the next thing they'll do is bury me underground anyway.
That's despicable, but I'm not sure it's beneath me.
The bed's stripped to the mattress, the closet gapes open, showing the emptiness inside, but I'd know this room anywhere.
""Oh, not now. Now we're in that sweet period where everyone agrees that our recent horrors should never be repeated,"""" he says. """"But collective thinking is usually short-lived. We're fickle, stupid beings with poor memories and a great gift for self-destruction. Although who knows? Maybe this will be it, Katniss.""
""What?"" I ask.
""The time it sticks. Maybe we are witnessing the evolution of the human race. Think about that."""
12-Feb-11 Flavia De Luce Mystery 03 - A Red Herring Without Mustard by Alan Bradley (nook)
"A whodunnit, this one reads like a visit to an English country village, replete with a muddled vicar, a gossippy housekeeper, and a huge country house in a state of disrepaire and on the brink of bankruptcy. Add a quirky eleven year old chemist to the mix, and a few mysterious strangers, and you have a nice little cozy murder mystery.
Quotes from the book:
""My ruffled glance must have made him feel guilty. Why is it that eleven-year-old girls are always treated as servants?""
""Hopefully, while muttering the Girl Guide's Prayer (""Burn, blast you!""), I lit one of the matches I had found in the caravan's locker. As the flame touched the twigs, it sizzled and went out. Another did the same.""
""Right now, even a slice of Mrs. Mullet's stomach-churning cabbage cake would probably be bearable if taken with a glass of ice-cold milk to freeze the taste buds.""
""with Feely prattling endlessly on about the muddy Mississippi, its length, its twists and bends, and how to spell it prperly without making a fool of oneself. We were given the distinct impression that she had personally conceived and executed the formation of that great river, with God standing helplessly on the sidelines, little more than a plumber's assistant.""
""He knocked his rib cage with a clenched fist and forced a cough that, since I had done it so often myself, didn't fool me for an instant.""
""It was a magnificent performance, if I do say so. As I had been forced to learn at a very young age, there's no better way to mask a lie - or at least a glaring omission - than to wrap it in an emotional outpouring of truth.""
""If I'd had my way, he'd have been sanctified on the spot: Saint Detective Sergeant Graves. Coem to think of it, I didn't even know his given name, but now was not the time to ask.""
""I have no fear of the dead. Indeed, in my own limited experience I have found them to produce in me a feeling that is quite the opposite of fear. A dead body is much more fascinating than a live one, and I have learned that most corpses tell better stories. I'd had the good fortune of seeing several of them in my time; in fact Brookie was my third.""
""And because water boils at only 212 degrees Fahrenheit, while nylon doesn't melt until it is heated to 417 degrees, I had verified my theory that one of Feely's percious stockings would make a perfect pudding bag.""
"" ""If I'd wanted to kill her, I'd have killed her, "" I said, exasperated. ""I'd have kept at it until I was finished. I wouldn't have botched it. Do you understand?"" ""
""I was sweing an invisible seam between truth and untruth, a skill of which I was especially proud. One of the tricks of the trade when doing this is to volunteer fresh information before your questioner has time to ask another.""
""As a token of goodwill, I would not be fut off by her childish behaviour - nor would I take offense. I would forgive her whether she liked it or not."""
17-Feb-11 The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman (nook)
"A lively kiddie-ghostie tale, for an easy read. Gaiman's writing is entertaining as always.
Quotes from the book:
""It doesn’t hurt,"" said the Honorable Archibald Fitzhugh, ""not so much as you'd notice. And after, think how happy you'll be.""
""One way or another,"" said the Bishop of Bath and Wells, cheerily, ""you'll become one of us. The other way is messier, involves being digested, and you're not really around very long to enjoy it.""
Mr. Owens himself was more evasive and less imaginative. ""It's not a good place, "" was all he said.
""You're as plain as the nose on your face,"" said Mr. Pennyworth. ""And your nose is remarkably obvious. As is the rest of your face, young man. As are you.""
You're alive, Bod. That means you have infinite potential. You can do anything, make anuthing, dream anything. If you change the world, the world will change.
In on evening, he had had his first real argument with Silas, had attempted to run away from home, had failed to run away, and now failed to return home."
18-Feb-11 Winnie-the-Pooh by A. A. Milne (nook)
"Sheer fun. Escapist reading at its best.
Quotes from the book:
'I do remember, and then when I try to remember, I forget.'
And his grandfather had had two names in case he lost one.
That was the first verse. When he had finished it, Eeyore didn’t actually say he didn’t like it, so Pooh very kindly sang the second verse to him.
Nobody can be uncheered with a balloon.
Because my spelling is Wobbly. It's good spelling, but it Wobbles, and the letters get in the wrong places.
'I ought to say,' explained Pooh as they walked down to the shore of the island, 'that it isn't just an ordinary sort of boat. Sometimes it's a Boat, and sometimes it's more of an Accident. It all depends.'
'Depends on what?'
'On whether I'm on top of it or underneath it.'
"
21-Feb-11 Jeffery Deaver by Garden of Beastsown collection
"A fast paced novel set during Hitler times, this one is among Deaver's best. Memorable characters, and chilling twists, it has so much more than the last 2 rather anemic novels that Deaver has written.
Quotes from the book:
This is a perfect example of how trust works here: You must either bribe someone or threaten him, and I prefer to do both simultaneously.
But he also knew that since Hitler had come to power three years ago, blindness had become the national malady.
Every establishment must have a radio to broadcast the Party leaders' speeches and must turn the sound up when thry are transmitting. It's illegal not to.
The minister loved Adolf Hitler the way Peter loved Christ. But Jesus eventually got nailed to a T of wood and Peter took over the operation.
""Ach, I have been married three times, possibly four,"" the German said. ""And I now have a … complicated arrangement. Expect no advice from me on matters of the heart.""
a great nation at heart, whose truths and ideals had somehow tragically been stolen by thieves."""
24-Feb-11 Little Bee by Chris Cleave (nook)
"The original title - On The Other Hand, was much more apt than the silly sounding Little Bee. And I am not sure whether the spectacular last two chapters were word plodding through the first nine tedious ones.
A dual narrative book, in which neither of the two protagonists' character rings quite true at times, this book is perhaps somewhat over-hyped. Going in with lower expectations, a reader might have enjoyed it more.
A child-woman Nigerian refugee, and a modern day Englishwoman - they come to find hidden strenght by the end in a rather breath-taking way. It could have been a bit written a little more convincingly, but instead of building up to the self-discovery of the characters, Cleave spends almost the entire book rehashing their tragic past.
All in all I liked the story, but found the writing to be a bit uneven in terms of put-downability. Cleave's quirky turns of phrase relieve the tedium somewhat though.
Quotes from the book:
Because take it from me, a scar does not form on the dying. A scar mean, I survived.
That was always my trouble when I was learning to speak your language. Every word can defend itself. Just when you go to grb it, it can split into two separate meanings so the understanding closes on empty air.
I was torn between two kinds of shame. On the one hand, the disgrace of not discharging a human obligation . On the other hand, the madness of being the first in the crowd to move.
Everything was happiness and singing when I was a little girl. There was plenty of time for it. We did not have hurry. We did not have electricity or fresh water or sadness either, because none of these had been connected to our village yet.
Truly, there is no flag for us floating people. We are millions, but we are not a nation. We cannot stay together. Maybe we get together in ones and twos, for a day or a month or even a year, but then the wind changes and carries the hope away.
She was the kind of girl the men said could make them forget their troubles. She was a kind of girl the women said was trouble.
My first real choice was what to take at university. My teachers all said I should study law, so naturally I chose journalism.
"
26-Feb-11 Listen by Rene Gutteridge (nook)
"A vibrant tale of a small community, torn apart by gossip and rumors, a heartwarming tale of parenting, of love, strength, faith, friendship, human decency, and an unlikely whodunnit, all combined in one. I really loved this book.
Quotes from the book:
Computers irritated Damien. They cheapened society, caused social unrest, not to mention contributed to the butchering of the English language and the rendering of grammar obsolete.
He had certain self-assurance you normally didn't find among pale-skinned, superskinny, hairless males with a Bluetooth sticking out of unusually large ears."
Some places are special and they stay with you after you leave. Some entice you to leave precious things.
This was taken in one of those places last weekend.
Some places are special and they stay with you after you leave. Some entice you to leave precious things.
This was taken in one of those places last weekend.
:::HAPPY VALENTINES DAY:::
Lock up your percious hearts boys & girls --Im healing, stealing, and breaking hearts today.
Michael Wedding Photoshoot
Lokks best on black. Click to view.
Assisting her Grandfather Steve Winter with the Ceremony
430EXII on camera with diffuser
© Nicole Lovejoy Photography
Three weeks ago, Mother had a heart attack, and so a few days later, I went to visit, on the day, it turned out, she had her angiogram. She had blockages in each of ehr four main arteries, and so had to have four stints inserted. The rest, as they say, is up to her. Whilst she was having the procedure, I wandered the corridors of the new-ish hospital, and it's huge empty corridors.
The all new N&N was built with private finance, and probably cost the local authority huge amounts of percious cash until the mortgage is apid off. And all for the one extra bed the new hospital had than the old one. Or that's how it was when built.
And I had to pay £4 for less than three hours parking, I guess the PPF had to be paid somehow!
:::HAPPY VALENTINES DAY:::
Lock up your percious hearts boys & girls --Im healing, stealing, and breaking hearts today.
Henna, you are my savioress, proctectress, giver of beauty, and prosperity. You are like percious gem teaching me inpermance. Throughout all my lifetimes I pray that we will not be seperated.
she is so funny, she put herself in the corner. she likes to lay with her back to you. she is a rescue that we have had for a year now. she was abused and abandoned 4 times in 3 short years. i can't imagine anyone giving up this percious dog. she has such a personality, very loving and finally happy in her forever home!
A Chinese glass snuff bottle of teardrop form on an oval foot with mask-and-ring handles and 2 different central scenes of superb carving.
The use of tabacco snuff and its bottles was established at the start of the Qing dynasty around 1644. Being first tokens of favour and prestige at the court, the use slowly trickled down society. Virtually any material was used, being jade and other percious stones to quartzes, porcelain, metal and organic material like ivory and coral.
However, the majority of Chinese snuff bottles was made of glass. This example is a blown white bodied bottle covered with a layer of red and black glass. Subsequently - using cameo technique - the black layer is cut away to reveals the red layer and cutting further shows the white underground. This bottle has been rendered with great detail and care.
Height without stopper 6,5 cm, made approximately between 1760 to 1840.
A Chinese glass snuff bottle of teardrop form on an oval foot with mask-and-ring handles and 2 different central scenes of superb carving.
The use of tabacco snuff and its bottles was established at the start of the Qing dynasty around 1644. Being first tokens of favour and prestige at the court, the use slowly trickled down society. Virtually any material was used, being jade and other percious stones to quartzes, porcelain, metal and organic material like ivory and coral.
However, the majority of Chinese snuff bottles was made of glass. This example is a blown white bodied bottle covered with a layer of red and black glass. Subsequently - using cameo technique - the black layer is cut away to reveals the red layer and cutting further shows the white underground. This bottle has been rendered with great detail and care.
Height without stopper 6,5 cm, made approximately between 1760 to 1840.
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On way back to chengdu. tour guide introduced a lot about tibetan culture. Su oil tea, ma cha, milk tea. Tibetans food include beans and potato. Not very into culinery, they are more into wear. Also intro Zhang Qian 张骞, Han Wudi's (Emperor of Han) fellow student. For the sake of trying to beat the barbarians (Xiongnus), Han dynasty decided to get collaboration with another kingdom in the now Afghan. With hundred soldiers, they took 3 years but was captured by barbarians and was sent to become a sheperd. Given a wife whose intention was to ask him to surrender, he escaped with his wife and reach Afghan. However Afghan were afraid of the barbs. He left and with him, he brought a percious metal mineral and tibetan horses and intro to Han wudi after 12 years. That was how the Chinese made strong swords.
Have made this card for Michelle who have bday today 24 October..hope you like this card dear Michelle....
Thanks for looking
The Images is : Percious Moment
The sentiment : HA Clear stamp