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We read an article in the local Barrie Ontario newspaper and visited to eat and shop. We were pleased with both experiences and will return to further explore their menu and goods for sale.
www.simcoe.com/opinion-story/8326638-finding-authentic-me...
Finding authentic Mexican cuisine in Barrie
Forget fajitas, margaritas and chimichangas. The Mexican House serves up a tamale you'll only find in one city in Mexico
OPINION Mar 16, 2018 by Bryan Myers Barrie Advance.
When you think of Mexican food, you might actually be thinking about Tex-Mex food.
Hard shell tacos and chili slathered nachos, while delicious, aren’t particularly Mexican.
The Mexican House, which was formerly Antojitos Colombian Bakery, shares an authentic taste of real Mexican food to Barrie.
It’s so authentic, one of the tamales, the red pepper one, is only found in owner Ruben Munoz hometown of Guanajuato, Mexico, only 4,000 kilometres from Barrie.
I personally never thought I liked tamales. I might’ve tried to gnaw through the unsatisfying corn husk the edible masa and shortening within.
The Mexican House’s tamale is rich and sweet. It reminds me of a sweet, doughy cornbread, and inside a bit of red pepper jelly, similar to the kind you might top a brie.
Masa, for the unfamiliar, is corn soaked in an alkaline solution, like limewater (think limestone not lime juice) to remove toxins.
The tamale is great on its own, but you can add a little crema, or Mexican sour cream.
Denise Cervintes, Munoz’s daughter, said the family run business is trying to give residents authentic Hispanic cuisine.
“We use a lot of spices, but it’s not necessarily hot,” Cervintes said.
In terms of Mexican food, Munoz brings spiciness, as in the flavour of spices, rather than heat.
Of course, for heat-seekers, there’s always hot sauce and salsas. Salsa, however, means "sauce" in Spanish. In Mexico, the condiments are salsa verde, green sauce, and salsa roja, red sauce.
My burrito, a hefty bundle of beef and chorizo, the "campechano" on the menu, needs red nor green sauce.
There’s a lot to unlearn about Tex-Mex in order to learn about authentic Mex. Chorizo is an ancient type of sausage, and it’s often available as a cured meat in delis. That’s Spanish chorizo.
Mexican chorizo is not cured, and looks similar to pork sausage. It’s uncased and mixed into the chopped beef in my burrito.
Other burrito options are pollo, chicken, carnitas, pork and beef tongue.
This is really accessible Mexican cuisine, and the heat is manageable, even for palates that consider Chipotle and Taco Bell a bit spicy.
To complete my Mexican staycation, I had a wide variety of beverages to choose from. Alex Munoz, Ruben’s son, recommended Sangria Senorial as an authentic choice.
Sangria for a weekday lunch? I know it sounds risky, but this is actually a non-alcoholic drink that’s been popular in Mexico since 1960. It’s made exactly like the wine-based punch, but the alcohol is removed before bottling.
The Mexican House also has a small selection of Hispanic groceries and some frozen dishes made in-house for sale. The dining room is a cheery lemon yellow and it’s a nice place to escape the last few flakes of snowfall this season while traditional Mexican music plays on the stereo.
I’m here to seek out the best the city has to offer, but I can’t get to the real gems without help. Tell me where to go. I can be reached at 705-726-0573 ext. 283 and bmyers@simcoe.com.
Mon 7:30 am - 9:00 pm
Tue 7:30 am - 9:00 pm
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Sun 7:30 am - 5:00 pm
We read an article in the local Barrie Ontario newspaper and visited to eat and shop. We were pleased with both experiences and will return to further explore their menu and goods for sale.
www.simcoe.com/opinion-story/8326638-finding-authentic-me...
Finding authentic Mexican cuisine in Barrie
Forget fajitas, margaritas and chimichangas. The Mexican House serves up a tamale you'll only find in one city in Mexico
OPINION Mar 16, 2018 by Bryan Myers Barrie Advance.
When you think of Mexican food, you might actually be thinking about Tex-Mex food.
Hard shell tacos and chili slathered nachos, while delicious, aren’t particularly Mexican.
The Mexican House, which was formerly Antojitos Colombian Bakery, shares an authentic taste of real Mexican food to Barrie.
It’s so authentic, one of the tamales, the red pepper one, is only found in owner Ruben Munoz hometown of Guanajuato, Mexico, only 4,000 kilometres from Barrie.
I personally never thought I liked tamales. I might’ve tried to gnaw through the unsatisfying corn husk the edible masa and shortening within.
The Mexican House’s tamale is rich and sweet. It reminds me of a sweet, doughy cornbread, and inside a bit of red pepper jelly, similar to the kind you might top a brie.
Masa, for the unfamiliar, is corn soaked in an alkaline solution, like limewater (think limestone not lime juice) to remove toxins.
The tamale is great on its own, but you can add a little crema, or Mexican sour cream.
Denise Cervintes, Munoz’s daughter, said the family run business is trying to give residents authentic Hispanic cuisine.
“We use a lot of spices, but it’s not necessarily hot,” Cervintes said.
In terms of Mexican food, Munoz brings spiciness, as in the flavour of spices, rather than heat.
Of course, for heat-seekers, there’s always hot sauce and salsas. Salsa, however, means "sauce" in Spanish. In Mexico, the condiments are salsa verde, green sauce, and salsa roja, red sauce.
My burrito, a hefty bundle of beef and chorizo, the "campechano" on the menu, needs red nor green sauce.
There’s a lot to unlearn about Tex-Mex in order to learn about authentic Mex. Chorizo is an ancient type of sausage, and it’s often available as a cured meat in delis. That’s Spanish chorizo.
Mexican chorizo is not cured, and looks similar to pork sausage. It’s uncased and mixed into the chopped beef in my burrito.
Other burrito options are pollo, chicken, carnitas, pork and beef tongue.
This is really accessible Mexican cuisine, and the heat is manageable, even for palates that consider Chipotle and Taco Bell a bit spicy.
To complete my Mexican staycation, I had a wide variety of beverages to choose from. Alex Munoz, Ruben’s son, recommended Sangria Senorial as an authentic choice.
Sangria for a weekday lunch? I know it sounds risky, but this is actually a non-alcoholic drink that’s been popular in Mexico since 1960. It’s made exactly like the wine-based punch, but the alcohol is removed before bottling.
The Mexican House also has a small selection of Hispanic groceries and some frozen dishes made in-house for sale. The dining room is a cheery lemon yellow and it’s a nice place to escape the last few flakes of snowfall this season while traditional Mexican music plays on the stereo.
I’m here to seek out the best the city has to offer, but I can’t get to the real gems without help. Tell me where to go. I can be reached at 705-726-0573 ext. 283 and bmyers@simcoe.com.
Mon 7:30 am - 9:00 pm
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Haredi Judaism is usually referred to as ultra-orthodox Judaism, though Haredi Jews (or Haredim) object to this title. Theologically they are more conservative than any other form of Judaism.
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Hasidism is a sub-sect within Haredi Judaism. It can often (but not always) be distinguished by its clothing:
"Clothing
Another notable distinction among Hasidic Jews is their mode of dress. Though black outerwear and white shirts are standard for men and long-sleeved and high-necked clothing are typical for women, several groups have subtly distinct clothing for men identifying them as members of a particular Hasidic sect. Chabad men, for example, wear a black fedora-style hat. In other groups, the men wear a more elaborate fur-trimmed hat called a shtreimel or a spodik. (Some non-Hasidic ultra-Orthodox Jews also wear black hats.) Hasidic men typically wear a black overcoat known as a bekishe or a kapota. And in some groups, men wear distinctive white stockings. Most Hasidic groups still use Yiddish as their primary language." — myjewishlearning.com
From Studies in Judaism, First Series by Solomon Schechter (1911) [3rd excerpt]:
[Hassidism is a sub-sect of Haredi Judaism, ultra-ultra-orthodox Judaism.]
After seven years, Gershon, who was well aware of the bitter poverty which his sister endured, relented and brought her and her husband back to Brody. At first he employed Baalshem as his coachman, but as he proved wholly unfit for this work Gershon rented a small inn in a remote village, and there established his sister and her husband. The business of the inn was managed by the wife, while Baalshem passed most of his time in a hut in a neighbouring forest. Here he once more gave himself up to meditation and preparation for his future work, and here, a little later, when nearly forty-two years of age, to a few chosen spirits, afterwards his most fervent disciples, he first revealed his true character and mission.
From this point unfortunately the materials for a continuous biography are wanting; we next hear of Baalshem discharging the functions of an ordinary Rabbi at Miedziboz in Podolia, but for the remainder of his personal history we have to be content with detached anecdotes [pg 010] and fragmentary passages in his life, the sum total of which goes to show that he resided in Podolia and Wallachia, teaching his doctrines to his disciples and “working Wonders.” He does not seem to have figured as a public preacher, nor has he left behind him any written work. He appears rather to have used the method, familiar to students of Greek philosophy, of teaching by conversations with his friends and disciples. These conversations, and the parables with which they were largely interspersed, were remembered and stored up by his hearers. By his neighbours the country folk, Baalshem was regarded simply as “a man of God.” He was allowed to pursue his course undisturbed by persecution of the serious character which his more aggressive successors provoked. Such of the Rabbis as were aware of his existence despised him and his ways, but the Rabbinical world was at that time too much occupied in the controversy between Eybeschütz and Emden to concern itself with the vagaries of an obscure and apparently “unlearned” eccentric. Baalshem also took part in the disputes which were held in Lemberg, the capital of Galicia (1757?), between the Rabbis and the Frankists,6 who denounced the Talmud to the Polish Government and wanted to have all the Rabbinical books destroyed. Baalshem suffered from this excitement in a most terrible way. The abrogation of the Oral Law meant for him the ruin of Judaism.
Baalshem, in forming the little band of devoted followers who were destined to spread a knowledge of his creed, travelled considerably about Wallachia. He at one time decided to make a pilgrimage to Palestine, but when he reached Constantinople he felt himself inspired [pg 011] to return and continue his work at home. He died at Miedziboz on the eve of Pentecost, 1761.
After his death his disciples, of whom one Beer of Mizriez was the most prominent, undertook the proselytising mission for which Baalshem had prepared them, but from which he himself appears to have abstained. They preached and taught in all the provinces of Russia where Jews may reside, and in Roumania, and Galicia. The number of the sect at the present day is probably about half a million.
Returning now to Baalshem the founder, it may be noted that his appearance as a teacher and reformer was accompanied and justified by a customary and adequate number of miracles. To one disciple he revealed secrets which could have become known to him only by divine revelation; to another he appeared with a nimbus round his head. On the evidence of the Chassidim we learn that Baalshem performed all the recognised signs and marvels which have ever been the customary minor characteristics of men of similar type in similar environment. When Baalshem desired to cross a stream, he spread forth his mantle upon the waters, and standing thereupon passed safely to the other side. Ghosts evacuated haunted houses at the mere mention of his name. Was he alone in the forest on a wintry night, he had but to touch a tree with his finger tips and flames burst forth. When his spirit wandered through the angelic spheres, as was frequently the case, he obtained access to Paradise for millions of pining souls who had vainly waited without through long thousands of mournful years. These and other miracles need not be examined. Here, as in the case of other such blissful seasons of grace, they were the [pg 012] ephemeral though important accessories in establishing the inspired character of his utterances and the authority of his injunctions. It is not as a worker of miracles, but as a religious teacher and reformer, that Baalshem is interesting.
Properly to understand the nature and special direction of his teaching, it is necessary in some measure to realise the character of the field in which he worked; to consider, in other words, the moral and religious condition of the Jews in those districts where Chassidism first took root.
In a Hebrew Hymn, written about 1000 a.c., and still recited in the synagogue on the Day of Atonement, the poet expresses the strange and bitter fortunes of his race in touching words of mingled sorrow and exultation.
Destroyed lies Zion and profaned,
Of splendour and renown bereft,
Her ancient glories wholly waned,
One deathless treasure only left;
Still ours, O Lord,
Thy Holy Word.
And this Divine Word it was, which a persecuted religion has sought to preserve intact through so many centuries of persecution, and for the sake of which no labour seemed too severe, no sacrifice too large. “Bethink Thee, O God,” exclaimed one of our Jewish sages who flourished about the same period, “bethink Thee of Thy faithful children who, amid their poverty and want, are busy in the study of Thy Law. Bethink Thee of the poor in Israel who are willing to suffer hunger and destitution if only they can secure for their children the knowledge of Thy Law.” And so indeed it was. Old and [pg 013] young, weak and strong, rich and poor, all pursued that single study, the Torah. The product of this prolonged study is that gigantic literature which, as a long unbroken chain of spiritual activity, connects together the various periods of the Jews' chequered and eventful history. All ages and all lands have contributed to the development of this supreme study. For under the word Torah was comprised not only the Law, but also the contributions of later times expressing either the thoughts or the emotions of holy and sincere men; and even their honest scepticism was not entirely excluded. As in the canon of the Bible, Ecclesiastes and the Song of Solomon found place in the same volume that contains the Law and the Prophets, so at a later time people did not object to put the philosophical works of Maimonides and the songs of Judah Hallevi on the same level with the Code of the Law compiled by R. Isaac Alfasi, and the commentaries on the Bible by R. Solomon b. Isaac.7 None of them was declared infallible, but also to none of them, as soon as people were convinced of the author's sincerity, was denied the homage due to seekers after truth. Almost every author was called Rabbi (“my master”) or Rabbenu (“our master”),8 and nearly every book was regarded more or less as a contribution to the great bulk of the Torah. It was called Writ,9 and was treated with a certain kind of piety. But, by a series of accidents too long to be related here, sincerity ceased and sport took its place. I refer to the casuistic schools commonly known by the name of Pilpulists10 (the “seasoned” or the “sharp” ones), who flourished in the last two centuries preceding ours. To the authors of this unhappy period, a few glorious exceptions always allowed, the preceding [pg 014] Jewish literature did not mean a “fountain of living waters,” supplying men with truth and religious inspiration, but rather a kind of armoury providing them with juristic cases over which to fight, and to out-do each other in sophistry and subtlety. As a consequence they cared little or nothing for that part of the Jewish literature that appeals less to the intellect than to the feelings of men. In short, religion consisted only of complicated cases and innumerable ordinances, in which the wit of these men found delight. But the emotional part of it, whose root is the Faith and Love of men, was almost entirely neglected.
Frickelfest (I love it)
sound.westhost.com/why-diy.htm
Why DIY?
Contrary to popular belief, the main reason for DIY is not (or should not be) about saving money. While this is possible in many cases (and especially against 'top of the line' commercial products), there are other, far better reasons to do it yourself.
The main one is knowledge, new skills, and the enormous feeling of satisfaction that comes from building your own equipment. This is worth far more than money. For younger people, the skills learned will be invaluable as you progress through life, and once started, you should continue to strive for making it yourself wherever possible.
Each and every new skill you learn enables the learning processes to be 'exercised', making it easier to learn other new things that come your way.
Alvin Toffler (the author of Future Shock) wrote:- "The illiterate of the 21st century will not be those who cannot read and write, but those who cannot learn, unlearn, and relearn."
This is pretty much an absolute these days, and we hear stories every day about perfectly good people who simply cannot get a new job after having been 'retrenched' (or whatever stupid term the 'human resources' people come up with next). As an aside, I object to being considered a 'resource' for the corporate cretins to use, abuse and dispose of as they see fit.
The skills you learn building an electronics project (especially audio) extend far beyond soldering a few components into a printed circuit board. You must source the components, working your way through a minefield of technical data to figure out if the part you think is right is actually right. Understanding the components is a key requirement for understanding electronics.
You will probably need to brush up on your maths - all analogue electronics requires mathematics if you want to understand what is going on. The greater your understanding, the more you have learned in the process. These are not trivial skills, but thankfully, they usually sneak up on you. Before you realise it, you have been working with formulae that a few years ago you would have sneered at, thinking that such things are only for boffins or those really weird guys you recall from school.
Then there is the case to house everything. You will need to learn how to perform basic metalworking skills. Drilling, tapping threads, filing and finishing a case are all tasks that need to be done to complete your masterpiece. These are all skills that may just come in very handy later on.
Should you be making loudspeakers, then you will learn about acoustics. You will also learn woodworking skills, veneering, and using tools that you may never have even known existed had you not ventured into one of the most absorbing and satisfying hobbies around.
Ok, that's fine for the younger generation(s), but what about us 'oldies'? We get all the same benefits, but in some cases, it is even possible to (almost) make up for a lifetime spent in an unrewarding job. As we get older, the new skills are less likely to be used for anything but the hobby, but that does not diminish the value of those skills one iota.
However, it's not all about learning, it's also about doing. Few people these days have a job where at the end of the day they can look at something they built. Indeed, in a great many cases, one comes home at the end of the day, knowing that one was busy all day with barely time for lunch, yet would be hard pressed to be able to say exactly what was achieved. What would have happened if what you did today wasn't done? Chances are, nothing would have happened at all - whatever it was you did simply wasn't done (if you follow the rather perverse logic in that last statement ).
Where is the satisfaction in that? There isn't any - it's a job, you get paid, so are able to pay your bills, buy food and live to do the same thing tomorrow.
When you build something, there is a sense of pride, of achievement - there is something to show for it, something tangible. No, it won't make up for a job you hate (or merely dislike), but at least you have created something. Having done it once, it becomes important to do it again, to be more ambitious, to push your boundaries.
Today, a small preamp. Tomorrow, a complete state of the art 5.1 sound system that you made from raw materials, lovingly finished, and now provides enjoyment that no store-bought system ever will.
We read an article in the local Barrie Ontario newspaper and visited to eat and shop. We were pleased with both experiences and will return to further explore their menu and goods for sale.
www.simcoe.com/opinion-story/8326638-finding-authentic-me...
Finding authentic Mexican cuisine in Barrie
Forget fajitas, margaritas and chimichangas. The Mexican House serves up a tamale you'll only find in one city in Mexico
OPINION Mar 16, 2018 by Bryan Myers Barrie Advance.
When you think of Mexican food, you might actually be thinking about Tex-Mex food.
Hard shell tacos and chili slathered nachos, while delicious, aren’t particularly Mexican.
The Mexican House, which was formerly Antojitos Colombian Bakery, shares an authentic taste of real Mexican food to Barrie.
It’s so authentic, one of the tamales, the red pepper one, is only found in owner Ruben Munoz hometown of Guanajuato, Mexico, only 4,000 kilometres from Barrie.
I personally never thought I liked tamales. I might’ve tried to gnaw through the unsatisfying corn husk the edible masa and shortening within.
The Mexican House’s tamale is rich and sweet. It reminds me of a sweet, doughy cornbread, and inside a bit of red pepper jelly, similar to the kind you might top a brie.
Masa, for the unfamiliar, is corn soaked in an alkaline solution, like limewater (think limestone not lime juice) to remove toxins.
The tamale is great on its own, but you can add a little crema, or Mexican sour cream.
Denise Cervintes, Munoz’s daughter, said the family run business is trying to give residents authentic Hispanic cuisine.
“We use a lot of spices, but it’s not necessarily hot,” Cervintes said.
In terms of Mexican food, Munoz brings spiciness, as in the flavour of spices, rather than heat.
Of course, for heat-seekers, there’s always hot sauce and salsas. Salsa, however, means "sauce" in Spanish. In Mexico, the condiments are salsa verde, green sauce, and salsa roja, red sauce.
My burrito, a hefty bundle of beef and chorizo, the "campechano" on the menu, needs red nor green sauce.
There’s a lot to unlearn about Tex-Mex in order to learn about authentic Mex. Chorizo is an ancient type of sausage, and it’s often available as a cured meat in delis. That’s Spanish chorizo.
Mexican chorizo is not cured, and looks similar to pork sausage. It’s uncased and mixed into the chopped beef in my burrito.
Other burrito options are pollo, chicken, carnitas, pork and beef tongue.
This is really accessible Mexican cuisine, and the heat is manageable, even for palates that consider Chipotle and Taco Bell a bit spicy.
To complete my Mexican staycation, I had a wide variety of beverages to choose from. Alex Munoz, Ruben’s son, recommended Sangria Senorial as an authentic choice.
Sangria for a weekday lunch? I know it sounds risky, but this is actually a non-alcoholic drink that’s been popular in Mexico since 1960. It’s made exactly like the wine-based punch, but the alcohol is removed before bottling.
The Mexican House also has a small selection of Hispanic groceries and some frozen dishes made in-house for sale. The dining room is a cheery lemon yellow and it’s a nice place to escape the last few flakes of snowfall this season while traditional Mexican music plays on the stereo.
I’m here to seek out the best the city has to offer, but I can’t get to the real gems without help. Tell me where to go. I can be reached at 705-726-0573 ext. 283 and bmyers@simcoe.com.
Mon 7:30 am - 9:00 pm
Tue 7:30 am - 9:00 pm
Wed 7:30 am - 9:00 pm
Thu 7:30 am - 9:00 pm
Fri 7:30 am - 9:00 pm
Sat 7:30 am - 9:00 pm
Sun 7:30 am - 5:00 pm
Amidst the crowd the ones with clarity stand out !!
what is clarity? : to focus on something and to defocus on something
hence bringing, Clarity in thoughts, vision and action and eventually carving ourselves finely and moulding with just the right ingrediants when there is a lot out there to choose from.. !!
Church of the Nativity, Episcopal - 208 Eustis Avenue, Huntsville, AL
- See also the en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Episcopal_Church_of_the_Nativity_(H...
- The symbolism of these windows often escapes modern viewers, even many Christians.
[Translation: ignorant=pagan - From the Late Latin (ca. 1375) "paganus" in classical Latin meaning "rustic, villager, civilian" from a 'country district' (an area NOT populated with schools or learning institutions) - and whom is "fixed," or "fastened" (from the related "pangere") to their lifestyle - and therefore by extension, an uneducated and ignorant "country bumpkin." A person "fixed" or "fastened" to an ignorant or unlearned belief.]
The window is comprised of five circles, each circle divided into four equal parts, with an equilateral, three pointed device superiorly to them all. Throughout the entire design, symmetry is evident, as are the numbers three, four and five.
In context, in early Middle Eastern or Mediterranean cultures, hierarchical ordinance was assigned to the letters of the alphabet. "Hebrews did not develop the symbols to represent numbers until the postexilic period (after 539 B.C.)." Thus in Hebrew alef was one, bet was two, and tav was the last. In the Greek, alpha was one, beta was two, etc. and omega was the last. Numbers had significance associated with the nature of the Almighty, His nature, creation and of humanity, which were represented with the written language, rather than by abstract symbols.
By extension, Christianity "adopted" much of the same symbolism. Three symbolized holiness, while five symbolized partial completion. Five and three is eight, symbolic of new beginnings. On the fourth day, God created "lights in the firmament of the heaven to divide the day from the night." Therefore, the number four symbolized thought of the Earth, and heaven as the throne of God.
Exurgat Deus. Dissipenter Inimici
The 68th Psalm; used as the motto on this mural
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St Mary's Old Church in West Bergholt, Essex, features a large mural of The Coat of Arms of King James I who ruled England 1603-1625 having inherited the throne while already James VI of Scotland.
The mural was covered by whitewash for many years and was accidentally discovered during renovation. It is a large and prominent work, facing the congregation above the chancel. It remains striking, even after its original red hues have faded. It was meant to be seen immediately as one enters the church and to loom over the congregation throughout the service. But the Royal motto found on James I's arms elsewhere is often Beati Pacifici, (Blessed are the peacemakers). He also used Dieu et mon droit, (God and my right) which asserts the monarch's divine right to rule. Here it is strikingly different. How intriguing!
Over many years before His Majesty's accession The Parish of West Bergholt, Essex had developed a reputation for being rather querulous. For example The Rev Edmund Tarrell was reported to the Bishop in 1545 for being drunk, fighting and neglecting his duties. On one occasion he could not be found to administer the Last Rites to a dying parishioner. He was found in a pub in Colchester. Others had refused to adapt to new liturgy and had refused to read Royal Proclamations. Its problems reputedly once reached the court of Queen Elizabeth I.
Some parishioners were little better. One lady refused to attend church until the service was no longer conducted in the Roman Catholic tradition. She ended up being burned in front of a crowd of 20,000 at Stratford alongside 12 others for heresy. Her husband was also arrested but escaped execution. However his second wife was executed with two others in Colchester. Another person, again apparently a Protestant, abused the rector in the pulpit. Taken together, both clergy and congregation were a difficult bunch.
This period needs to be seen in context. The birth of The Church of England (founded 1534) is not noted for being smooth and trouble free. An affronted King Henry VIII, following His split from Rome, instituted a widespread anti catholic pogrom during which churches and monasteries were sacked, their assets sequestrated, people imprisoned, tortured and executed as Anglicanism emerged. To add to the confusion Queen Mary I (aka bloody Mary) re-established Roman Catholicism upon her accession to the throne in complex circumstances in 1553, six years after the death of her father Henry VIII, and this in turn was reversed back to Anglicanism by Queen Elizabeth I when She became queen in 1558. Who can blame the populace for being confused, frightened and restive during a period when religious observance was the central part of life? These were very turbulent times for England.
Exurgat Deus. Dissipenter Inimici
"Let God arise. Let His enemies be scattered"
That, for those whose Latin is as good as mine, is what the motto says. Very intriguing! Let's look at what was happening beyond the parish and reasonably presume that this art was created after 1605, which after all was only the third year of His Majesty's 22 year reign.
On 5th November 1605, His Majesty and much of the senior aristocracy could have been blown to smithereens at the state opening of Parliament. The Gunpowder Plot, led by Robert Catesby and famously involving Guy Fawkes, was a conspiracy to murder Protestant King James and the senior aristocracy in order to reinstate Roman Catholic rule to England. The Plotters also planned to kidnap child Princess Elizabeth to acclaim her as queen, but as a puppet ruler. Weapons had been stockpiled to issue to those who would rally to the cause. Perhaps the other superpower in Europe, catholic Spain, may have been tempted to support its coreligionists. Maybe that was the plot's ultimate aspiration.
The plot was discovered due to one of the plotters (it's unclear who, although Tresham appears a prime candidate) sending an anonymous letter to Lord Montegle (a relative of Tresham) warning him not to attend the state opening ceremony. Instead His Lordship alerted Lord Salisbury who alerted The King who correctly interpreted the warning as hinting at gunpowder. A search was conducted which discovered Fawkes in the cellar beneath Parliament which the plotters had leased, alongside a rather incriminating amount of gunpowder.
Fawkes broke under torture which was personally authorised by His Majesty and the full scale of The Plot was revealed. The plotters fled, were pursued and were either killed in a shootout in Staffordshire or otherwise arrested. Had it not been for a single piece of queasiness on the part of one of the plotters, they may have succeeded, maybe with a considerable quantity of blood finding itself on the national carpet too.
All this would have been clear to His Majesty as He reflected upon His survival. Some historians argue that the plot had little prospect of success. That partly depends on what a win looks like, but anyway, it is all very well for them to say such things with the benefit of their hindsight and (not least) 400 years between themselves and the matter at hand. I respectfully submit that His Majesty, who was (ahem) rather closer to the action, would have perceived things rather differently. His view (and what else mattered?) was that He and England itself had had a narrow escape.
If we join the dots we create a picture of a frightened protestant king, only 2 years or so into his reign, thankful for His deliverance and likely to be fearful of other plots against Him. Steps to dissuade them were clearly desirable but involving measures which preferably would not unduly aggravate a restive and perhaps dangerous populace. Even kings can be paranoid, and in this one's case, with good reason.
Sentencing for High Treason was not gentle in those days. I'll spare you the details but suffice to say heads found themselves on spikes. Fawkes, with a truly barbaric sentence just seconds away, jumped from the scaffold, the noose breaking his neck, killing himself instantly. By doing so he spared himself the ordeal of The State's barbaric sentence being performed upon him while still alive.
News of The Plot and in particular the fate of the plotters would have reached West Bergholt quickly. It was only a day or two's ride from London after all. The Great and Good of West Bergholt had to pick a side. If only on the basis of "start cheering when you know who's won", supporting His Majesty would have appeared the way to go. Indeed making one's supportive position abundantly clear could have guaranteed one's own head remaining where God had originally put it. Paranoia may not have been unique to The King. A not so subtle hint to this previously troublesome community that the status quo was alive and well could assist His Majesty. It's easy to see how overt support for Him in such trying times was an attractive, even necessary proposition for local leaders. It might even be noticed and create preferment. A prominent mural within the church, perhaps with helpful weekly references from the clergy too, would certainly fit the bill, especially given that the community would largely have been illiterate. "Let God arise, let His enemies be scattered". King James ruled with divine authority so enemies of God were also enemies of His Majesty, and very obviously, they existed. While the immediate threat had been decisively defeated, what others lurked? How might they be averted?
The theory allows the mural to be interpreted as benign leadership and de-escalation, aiming to promote community cohesion and to avoid suspicion from an all-powerful and worried king and those around Him. In late 1605 The King could well have been killed. In 1606 that would still have appeared a real danger. Royal concern would have extended beyond His Majesty's Household, influencing the aristocracy and beyond. Many influential and aspiring people, including those in places like West Bergholt, ultimately owed their comfortable positions to maintaining the status quo. They had everything to lose if that fell. Ranks had to close. The mural informed the populace that all was well and that West Bergholt had declared for The King. Just as importantly it had been seen to do so.
To my artistically untrained eye the mural is the work of an unexceptional artist, possibly a local man, a signwriter perhaps, who may have been appreciative of and honoured by the commission. It's unlikely that the mural was directly commissioned by His Majesty. It is no Michelangelo and the parish is too obscure. It's far more likely in my humble and totally unlearned opinion that it was commissioned locally. "Dissipenter inimici" appears an apt sentiment for those extraordinary times, the like of which the kingdom had neither seen before nor has seen since.
Whatever! I'm not a trained historian, my qualifications being precisely zilch, so take this as (hopefully) intelligent speculation based upon existentially threatening events occurring in the early 17th Century and how they would have affected the local scene. Returning finally to the quiet and totally charming interior of St Mary's, one can only wonder at the content of the sermon that first Sunday morning after the mural was revealed, and who may have been in the congregation to hear it.
“My name is Lotte and I’m a plus-size model. I am trying to judge as little as possible, and to unlearn what society has taught me over the years about how people should be, act and look. I’m fighting in the name of body positivity, acceptance and appreciation of all human body types. I believe in body positive representation for all, we need more diversity in bodies and beings in our visual culture and that’s what I stand for. I’m wearing polette because they don’t exclude any body types, they are a brand that comes from diversity, everyone can wear polette."
"Buddha and I went fishing the other day
The zen of fishing is that zen master's don't fish
He taught me to watch the cork lie motionless
Only moved by the ripples caused by the wind's breath
He said, 'Here and now, you are the sum total of the moment'
Adding, 'Become as the cork, moving with the breath of God'
Prosper in the measure of the moment, you have learned
how to be a human, now unlearn, and become as the cork
As the cork floats freely, so can your soul and spirit
Life is deeply in the here and now, a moment of residence
Experience all of the joy in dwelling in it's freedom
Be diligent today, for tomorrow is too late
Well, the Buddha and I didn't get a bite and I had to carry
him to McDonald's for supper, but you know I think I'll invite
him fishing again. He really is a pretty cool fellow when you
get to know him!"
~ Barry A. Lanier ~
"With folded wings the fishing gannets plunge into the sea
And the nuggety old man with fishing rod was waiting patiently
For a fish to bite as the incoming waves splashed quite close to his feet
And each new wave it came surging in as each old wave did retreat.
Have you been catching many fish today? of the fisherman I inquired
Not been doing too well today mate the old fellow replied
I've yet to catch a fish today, sometimes in the rising tide
From cover they don't venture out between the rocks they hide.
I'll stay another hour he said at least until twilight
The wife would like a good sized fish to cook for tea tonight
Still I don't like my chances much it's a quarter after four
I'll stay till a quarter after five and not one second more
The silver gulls cry on the beach the angry ocean roar
The gannets fishing on the bay, the old man from the shore
And people walking on the beach before their evening tea
On a sunny evening in April in the Fall by the Pacific sea."
~ Francis Duggan ~
He was beside the Chinese Fishing nets but preferred to fish in the traditional way. The water hyacinth (see below image) probably provides shelter for the fish and rich pickings for the fisherman.
All along the shore, fish were being sold - amongst them were shellfish and baby hammerhead sharks.
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(Francis Duggan and Barry A Lanier - I tried to message you on Poemhunter to ask your permission to post these poems with the image but it just kept returning to log-in.)
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Why DIY?
Contrary to popular belief, the main reason for DIY is not (or should not be) about saving money. While this is possible in many cases (and especially against 'top of the line' commercial products), there are other, far better reasons to do it yourself.
The main one is knowledge, new skills, and the enormous feeling of satisfaction that comes from building your own equipment. This is worth far more than money. For younger people, the skills learned will be invaluable as you progress through life, and once started, you should continue to strive for making it yourself wherever possible.
Each and every new skill you learn enables the learning processes to be 'exercised', making it easier to learn other new things that come your way.
Alvin Toffler (the author of Future Shock) wrote:- "The illiterate of the 21st century will not be those who cannot read and write, but those who cannot learn, unlearn, and relearn."
This is pretty much an absolute these days, and we hear stories every day about perfectly good people who simply cannot get a new job after having been 'retrenched' (or whatever stupid term the 'human resources' people come up with next). As an aside, I object to being considered a 'resource' for the corporate cretins to use, abuse and dispose of as they see fit.
The skills you learn building an electronics project (especially audio) extend far beyond soldering a few components into a printed circuit board. You must source the components, working your way through a minefield of technical data to figure out if the part you think is right is actually right. Understanding the components is a key requirement for understanding electronics.
You will probably need to brush up on your maths - all analogue electronics requires mathematics if you want to understand what is going on. The greater your understanding, the more you have learned in the process. These are not trivial skills, but thankfully, they usually sneak up on you. Before you realise it, you have been working with formulae that a few years ago you would have sneered at, thinking that such things are only for boffins or those really weird guys you recall from school.
Then there is the case to house everything. You will need to learn how to perform basic metalworking skills. Drilling, tapping threads, filing and finishing a case are all tasks that need to be done to complete your masterpiece. These are all skills that may just come in very handy later on.
Should you be making loudspeakers, then you will learn about acoustics. You will also learn woodworking skills, veneering, and using tools that you may never have even known existed had you not ventured into one of the most absorbing and satisfying hobbies around.
Ok, that's fine for the younger generation(s), but what about us 'oldies'? We get all the same benefits, but in some cases, it is even possible to (almost) make up for a lifetime spent in an unrewarding job. As we get older, the new skills are less likely to be used for anything but the hobby, but that does not diminish the value of those skills one iota.
However, it's not all about learning, it's also about doing. Few people these days have a job where at the end of the day they can look at something they built. Indeed, in a great many cases, one comes home at the end of the day, knowing that one was busy all day with barely time for lunch, yet would be hard pressed to be able to say exactly what was achieved. What would have happened if what you did today wasn't done? Chances are, nothing would have happened at all - whatever it was you did simply wasn't done (if you follow the rather perverse logic in that last statement ).
Where is the satisfaction in that? There isn't any - it's a job, you get paid, so are able to pay your bills, buy food and live to do the same thing tomorrow.
When you build something, there is a sense of pride, of achievement - there is something to show for it, something tangible. No, it won't make up for a job you hate (or merely dislike), but at least you have created something. Having done it once, it becomes important to do it again, to be more ambitious, to push your boundaries.
Today, a small preamp. Tomorrow, a complete state of the art 5.1 sound system that you made from raw materials, lovingly finished, and now provides enjoyment that no store-bought system ever will.
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As a photographer who shoots faces and having shot lots of faces all walks of life you become like Balzac every face is a facade it gives you an idea who lives behind that face ..everything the mans genealogy pedigree ancstry is part of tha human edifice of Man.
The Face is the cover of the Textbook of Man...
You read a mans face you read his life his virtues his shortcomings but it takes time and lots of years to really decipher the sphinx called the Face .
People think there is a skull beneath the Face I beg to differ the skull is merely a scaffolding holding the good part and the bad part of Man.
And than I come back to my main dilemma as a semi monk myself still holding to family life and worldly woes ..my face is the face of my parents they are dead and gone but my face is their imprint their teachings upbringing I had good parents ..I am their reflection through my deeds words and actions ..I may be a bit mad but we all are it is the madness that gives birth to to idiosyncrasies and our creativity .
My face also traces my history my ancestry and my Face is the face of my Gurus Peers teachers and Murshad I have lots of Gurus but one Murshad .
But before all these Gurus came into my life my Mother mortgaged me at a Imambara to the Greatest Guru of All Imam Ali ..Beta Tumhe Hazrat Ali Ki Zamanat Main De Diya .
And she tied me to a nada ..thus began my tryst with my Faith.
I am my Gurus past present and Future he has embossed his imprint on my consciousness .
I dont have any Murids I dont want any Murids I divert them to my Murshad I am not ready yet ..and than I wonder how modern bawas who have sold their soul to the god of money run their commercial spiritual establishments without checking their Murids antecedents upgrading him to Khalifa .
I meet bawas malangs who are abusive rude and than I feel sorry for their Peer how could he have been so blind not to have seen the faults and it he took him with his faults he did not try to re mold him.. make him a better person.
And than I meet holy men overladen with gold and conceit and I wonder what is their message to Humanity .
I was never flabbergasted or in awe by Godmen or Godwomen...
For me the true monk was he who lived in tatters had given away all his wealth and was one with God in his piety and his munificence .
I met charlatans too fraud bawas but I watched them read their faces ..and moved away we have to learn unlearn both from good and bad.
So as a photographer who does not kowtow to nature landscapes mountainous terrains but yes overwhelmed by the Great Brahmaputra and who does not shoot sunsets sunrise but surrenders to the magic of the human face ,,
Than when I shot a lady begging at the Bandra station an acid victim I wondered why people hate faces ..I shoot leper faces the crumbling edifice ,,I shoot all kinds of faces ..
It is a face that gives testimony to my photography I shoot faces in ambient light the sun as my mainlight the clouds as my reflectors .
As a photographer in my photography I do not reflect any of my photo gurus ,, in all humility I am my own Guru .
“Deep in the sea are riches beyond compare. But if you seek safety, it is on the shore.”
― Idries Shah, The Sufis
I was playing with lights.
Crappy lights mind you.
a desklap pointed at my face, the simplest of lighting and a little touch up.
someday i may be able to do the Strobis thing with the big boys, but for
now.. this is what i have. And i make do as always.
*sigh* I got tagged,so heres 10 random things...
1 - I used to drive with both feet, being a drummer it was very natural. this made
alot of people nervous when they found out,but its not much different than driving
a manual right? i just used my left for the brake,my right for the gas. Once i started
driving the trashtruck, the steering well was in the way so i had to unlearn 10 years of driving.
2 - Comfort food for me is weird. I love a toasted PB&J with a cold glass of chocolate milk. turns me into a completely harmless cuddle bunny.
3 - i have been growing my beard for 2 1/2 years now. i had it this length almost
4 years ago,but shaved it off and started again.
4 - if i could meet and hang out with any one person alive on the planet, it would have to be JACKIE CHAN.
5 - I own almost every single one of jackie chans movies. you may Shrug and say ..
"so what?" ... but then you clearly dont know how many movies he has made.
6 - the things i have addictive collections of are Movies, movie posters, pennies, Movie stubs (since 94'), anything bladed or sharp, Brom books, hoodies, bandanas, Skull shirts batman toys, broken cell phones, clocks, Drawing pads of all shapes and sizes,
broken lighters, dragon shirts-magnets-stickers, and broken cymbals.
7 - up until this past Halloween, i have never had a broken bone.
(altho im still not 100% sure it was truly broken.)
8 - math has always been my least favorite school subject. thats why we created computers.
9 - My favorite color is Emerald green.
10 - I once shaved off my eyebrows ..."just because". i looked like a FREAK.
it was awesome.
IF YOU ARE MR SARDONICUS AND YOU ARE READING THIS, YOU HAVE BEEN OFFICIALLY TAGGED UPSIDE YER MOFACKIN HEAD. NOW YOU HAVE TO DO A 10 THINGS ABOUT YOU LIST :P c'mon,itll be fun.
I picture you in the sun wondering what went wrong
And falling down on your knees asking for sympathy
And being caught in between all you wish for and all you've seen
And trying to find anything you can feel that you can believe in
...
I know I would apologize if I could see your eyes
Because when you showed me myself
I became someone else
But I was caught in between all you wish for and all you need
I picture you fast asleep
A nightmare comes
You can't keep awake
-Joseph Arthur
www.simcoe.com/opinion-story/8326638-finding-authentic-me...
Finding authentic Mexican cuisine in Barrie
Forget fajitas, margaritas and chimichangas. The Mexican House serves up a tamale you'll only find in one city in Mexico
OPINION Mar 16, 2018 by Bryan Myers Barrie Advance.
When you think of Mexican food, you might actually be thinking about Tex-Mex food.
Hard shell tacos and chili slathered nachos, while delicious, aren’t particularly Mexican.
The Mexican House, which was formerly Antojitos Colombian Bakery, shares an authentic taste of real Mexican food to Barrie.
It’s so authentic, one of the tamales, the red pepper one, is only found in owner Ruben Munoz hometown of Guanajuato, Mexico, only 4,000 kilometres from Barrie.
I personally never thought I liked tamales. I might’ve tried to gnaw through the unsatisfying corn husk the edible masa and shortening within.
The Mexican House’s tamale is rich and sweet. It reminds me of a sweet, doughy cornbread, and inside a bit of red pepper jelly, similar to the kind you might top a brie.
Masa, for the unfamiliar, is corn soaked in an alkaline solution, like limewater (think limestone not lime juice) to remove toxins.
The tamale is great on its own, but you can add a little crema, or Mexican sour cream.
Denise Cervintes, Munoz’s daughter, said the family run business is trying to give residents authentic Hispanic cuisine.
“We use a lot of spices, but it’s not necessarily hot,” Cervintes said.
In terms of Mexican food, Munoz brings spiciness, as in the flavour of spices, rather than heat.
Of course, for heat-seekers, there’s always hot sauce and salsas. Salsa, however, means "sauce" in Spanish. In Mexico, the condiments are salsa verde, green sauce, and salsa roja, red sauce.
My burrito, a hefty bundle of beef and chorizo, the "campechano" on the menu, needs red nor green sauce.
There’s a lot to unlearn about Tex-Mex in order to learn about authentic Mex. Chorizo is an ancient type of sausage, and it’s often available as a cured meat in delis. That’s Spanish chorizo.
Mexican chorizo is not cured, and looks similar to pork sausage. It’s uncased and mixed into the chopped beef in my burrito.
Other burrito options are pollo, chicken, carnitas, pork and beef tongue.
This is really accessible Mexican cuisine, and the heat is manageable, even for palates that consider Chipotle and Taco Bell a bit spicy.
To complete my Mexican staycation, I had a wide variety of beverages to choose from. Alex Munoz, Ruben’s son, recommended Sangria Senorial as an authentic choice.
Sangria for a weekday lunch? I know it sounds risky, but this is actually a non-alcoholic drink that’s been popular in Mexico since 1960. It’s made exactly like the wine-based punch, but the alcohol is removed before bottling.
The Mexican House also has a small selection of Hispanic groceries and some frozen dishes made in-house for sale. The dining room is a cheery lemon yellow and it’s a nice place to escape the last few flakes of snowfall this season while traditional Mexican music plays on the stereo.
I’m here to seek out the best the city has to offer, but I can’t get to the real gems without help. Tell me where to go. I can be reached at 705-726-0573 ext. 283 and bmyers@simcoe.com.
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Last summer, BUILD met with engineer-architect-artist, Cecil Balmond at his London Studio to discuss his most recent projects and the thinking behind his experimental design process. Prior to opening Balmond Studio, his career spanned 40-plus years at Ove Arup & Partners where he worked on pioneering projects with renowned architects all over the globe. Balmond discussed the notion of architecture in a dynamic environment, the designer’s intuition, and his most recent projects. For part 1 of the conversation, hop over to ARCADE Magazine, Issue 36.1, available in print and on their website.
Tell us about your previous role as Deputy Chairman at Arup, where you led thousands of engineers and architects.
There were seven of us on the board of directors at Arup and I was head of building business globally with around 6,000 people under my supervision. When I joined, Arup was a company of about 5,000 people and when I left it was 11,000 people. The job was a huge bureaucratic task in one way, but on the other hand, I was the only director who had an active design group. My design group ranged from 25 to 60 people and we handled about 30 jobs per year. I would choose two or three of these projects and I’d personally lead the design.
It was at this time that I began setting up the Arup architectural practices in Beijing, Shanghai, and Turkey, as well as the sector architectures such as ARUP Sport and Arup Health. Arup Sport was a great success and we hired expert architects to lead the projects, like Richard Rogers and Norman Foster.
How would you characterize the spirit at Arup?
Arup was a special organization because really it was led by Ove Arup at the beginning, who was a philosopher and a mathematician more so than an engineer. He was a man of the world with open ideas. That way of being really filtered down to certain people, like myself and others, who, if I’m honest, believed in design, and not necessarily engineering or architecture. Design was a much wider thing to us. Architecture had its own expert skill zone, and when it comes to the real grit of architecture, the specifications, window schedules, and the engineering, there is a horrendous, humungous amount of calculating to be done. But those are the mechanical parts of it. A great engineer is simply wonderful to watch at work because they’re intuitive, and I don’t just mean structural engineers, but environmental engineers, lighting engineers, etc. They’re dealing with intangibles almost, and yet they have an intuition that influences the building in a very holistic way. This method of working significantly contributed to my thinking that there are no limits in design.
Was there a particular moment or project that encouraged you to formalize your practice as an engineer-architect-artist?
No, it’s like a lot of things in life, you drift. It’s a question of being an opportunist. Occasions occur where your instinct is primed to take advantage of key opportunities. If you are a creative person, you are pushing, not knowing what you are pushing at and then something comes up and you just jump, you take it, and I think my career has been a series of those jumps.
There was a cathartic moment at about age 35 when I was smoking outside my office and decided when I went back in I could never do the same thing again. It was that decisive, I just knew. But I didn’t know what was next. So, I went back in and threw out all my learning and started learning again. I went through a personal mentorship for the next five years. I studied at night, going back to the original treaties of mathematics, going back to the three forbidding books and six postulates of the Greek mathematician Euclid. I went back to the very first precepts set by the Greeks, like the philosophy of the point above a line, above a plane, the line being drawn through thepoint, above the plane, being parallel, and so on. The books written about those postulates engaged my mind totally. It provided me with a mobile sense of geometry. Those postulates soon led to the idea of proportion.
The next step took five to ten years and it involved believing in a mobile sense of geometry, where forms are constantly in motion and architecture is only a snapshot in time. This led to a proportional sense of space and ultimately an episodic treatment of design. This sequence was dependent on releasing my hand and thinking more freely. It required that I start thinking differently about design, that buildings don’t stop at the four corners, and that they don’t necessarily have to have a floor, a roof, and sides. It was a personal odyssey of unlearning and it is key to the work I’m doing today.
Is there a common way that you approach each design project?
The way I work is generally scale-less as an idea. I tend to start with a metaphor or a feeling, something really vague. Then comes a sketch of something in space, some notion of space, or more accurately the notion of the intersection of space between it, it’s interiority, and the relation of the context of where it is. Just purely conceptually and it’s nothing to see yet. It might just be a few lines or a blotch. Then comes the idea of what is it. Is it art, engineering, or an architecture piece? Then comes the functionality, then comes the choice of scale. Once you choose scale, the material locks in. If it’s very small its thread or wire. If its humongous, its steel or trusses. Then comes configuration of scale. Last of all would be structure — actual structure as it means to an architect today. The actual skeleton, the actual thing is the last thing. If you start with that at all, you’ve lost the building. You’ve lost the spirit, you’ve lost what the building can do. At the end of my book Informal, there is a very interesting table of the hierarchy of decision making that goes through my mind.
You note that challenging assumptions is critical to your work. What is a recent example where challenging an assumption made a significant difference to the outcome of the project?
Toyo Ito and I designed the 2002 Serpentine Gallery Pavilion together and we decided to start with a box. Upon looking at a map of London’s Hyde Park, where the Pavilion is located each year, we realized that the park is a collection of crisscrossing lines. Then came the idea that this pavilion is the gathering of lines. We started playing around with algorithms and the type of geometries similar to the movement of a ball around a billiard table until we hit upon a geometry that came back on itself and completed the box. This exercise allowed us to break the boundaries of the envelope and challenge the notion of the box. Even though it was a 50-foot by 50-foot structure, the viewers inside had no idea that they were in a box. Spatially, it was much bigger than the bounding box of its geometry.
Tell us about your discovery of aperiodic tile invented by the mathematician Robert Ammann.
20 years ago, I felt that architects and the graphic arts had no idea what mathematics does, so I started researching numbers. I quickly realized that the prime numbers have powerful sequences that are unpredictable. They look like a kind of music when I interpret them, and they’ve held my interest for years. The geometry of these tiles is based on the prime numbers and this is what makes them aperiodic in that their assembly results in a new pattern each time — they never repeat. Daniel Libeskind and I applied the tile to the V&A Spiral which is the proposal for an extension to the Victoria and Albert Museum in London.
Your QXQ project addresses the need for prefabricated, modular housing. In your experience, what are the hurdles of implementing prefabricated, modular housing on a mass scale?
It’s the biggest challenge in the industry and no one’s cracked it — not even Arup. Years ago, they went in with a huge contractor here in the U.K. who does housing and they spent a lot of money researching prefab design. The result ended up looking like every other prefab. And that’s the problem, because in the end, for mass production, you need corners and right angles, and once you have corners and right angles, to save money you close the surface and then you’ve got a box. You can go and cut corners and triangles out and make it look interesting, but it’s still a box. You haven’t cracked the sense of living.
In order to be successful, prefabrication shouldn’t start with conventional ideas. It would be great to think that prefab housing could inject a new idea of living in such prescribed spaces. No one has been successful at this yet and I tried a bit with the QXQ project. So many boxes have already been done and I don’t want to do another box. What can I add to it apart from cuteness and your sensibility of design? I was interested in refuge housing and wanted to investigate low technology, using my ideas to make things less expensive. I wanted to try to use architecture in adaptable ways using cheap materials but highly sophisticated design techniques to make an interesting statement while being functional. My design started with a dodecahedron and sliced off parts. This allows stacking in any direction and, interestingly, it created the idea of a colony of tightly fit modules rather than a collection of prefabricated homes. All the sudden, you’re into biomorphic design and while the architecture and structure are straight-forward, the services become challenging. Where do the ventilation, water, and sewer systems fit? We haven’t quite cracked it yet. We’re building two units as a test, but we really need to build 12 of them to check our assumptions, and we need to be building hundreds of units to be commercially viable. There are a number of interested clients from all over the world and a particular army was interested in 40,000 units. That’s the kind of scale we need to make the concept great, but we need to get the first one right.
Rem Koolhaas cites that, “through your work, engineering can now enter a more experimental and emotional territory.” Are academic engineering programs following your lead?
I know certain architecture and engineering programs have taken my books as curriculum. The Scandinavians were the first to take up Informal, then some universities in the States and in England started using the book. I think it’s impacted young architects more than the engineering community as I suspect that the engineers may be enticed by the work but are afraid to pick up the book because the thinking is so radically different.
How has a non-linear approach to design affected the other areas of your life?
I started organizing parts of my practice at Arup in a non-linear basis and it was very successful. Rather than applying top-down thinking, I began using an informal, emergent thinking. As an example, I deliberately don’t file my books, so I go searching my library and randomly pick a book, and then open up to the middle of the book and I read. That immediately kicks me into something I never even thought of. In the early ‘90s I became convinced that the world was non-linear. We simply fight it to be linear in order to understand it. But actually, it was not understandable in the first place.
You’ve had a synergistic relationship with artist Anish Kapoor, including your collaborations on the 2003 Marsyas exhibit at the Tate Modern, the Temenos sculpture in north England, and the Arcelormittal Orbit built for the 2012 summer Olympics. Tell me a bit about the balance you two have found working together.
Anish and I came together originally for the Marsyas exhibit at the Tate Modern. It’s not so much the mechanics of the form making with Anish, it’s more about the discussions we have of what does it mean. I think that’s the driving spur between us. The mechanics of how you make the form is part of whoever’s skill set it falls under. So, if the items involve big spans, I’m doing it. If it’s an issue of color and surface, he’s doing it. Creative tensions about what is good or not arise, but it’s precisely these discussions that lead to the power of the form. It’s about a visceral reading of the form and how it moves you physically.
In any of these designs, you’ve got non-linear architectures and engineering forms, but it seems like you’re typically able to use a standard kit-of-parts like steel channels and I-beams. Do you feel that the materials and parts ever limit the form factor?
No, because I always take the materials as a given out of pragmatism rather than thinking that I’m going to invent a new material or form. This isn’t to say that you compromise what you’re doing, but you need to rationalize how you’ll build a design and in that comes certain decisions to make about the material.
Do you have any structural inventions that you’re particularly proud of?
The roof of the Arnhem Centraal project in the Netherlands includes a giant column that’s approximately 100-feet wide. It twists in space to support the roof and ground floor planes and it’s one of my best inventions. I thought the design would be prohibitively expensive, but it wasn’t.
Sensibilities and Intuitions of the Master Designer; an Interview with Cecil Balmond, part 2 syndicated from thegardenresidences.wordpress.com
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sound.westhost.com/why-diy.htm
Why DIY?
Contrary to popular belief, the main reason for DIY is not (or should not be) about saving money. While this is possible in many cases (and especially against 'top of the line' commercial products), there are other, far better reasons to do it yourself.
The main one is knowledge, new skills, and the enormous feeling of satisfaction that comes from building your own equipment. This is worth far more than money. For younger people, the skills learned will be invaluable as you progress through life, and once started, you should continue to strive for making it yourself wherever possible.
Each and every new skill you learn enables the learning processes to be 'exercised', making it easier to learn other new things that come your way.
Alvin Toffler (the author of Future Shock) wrote:- "The illiterate of the 21st century will not be those who cannot read and write, but those who cannot learn, unlearn, and relearn."
This is pretty much an absolute these days, and we hear stories every day about perfectly good people who simply cannot get a new job after having been 'retrenched' (or whatever stupid term the 'human resources' people come up with next). As an aside, I object to being considered a 'resource' for the corporate cretins to use, abuse and dispose of as they see fit.
The skills you learn building an electronics project (especially audio) extend far beyond soldering a few components into a printed circuit board. You must source the components, working your way through a minefield of technical data to figure out if the part you think is right is actually right. Understanding the components is a key requirement for understanding electronics.
You will probably need to brush up on your maths - all analogue electronics requires mathematics if you want to understand what is going on. The greater your understanding, the more you have learned in the process. These are not trivial skills, but thankfully, they usually sneak up on you. Before you realise it, you have been working with formulae that a few years ago you would have sneered at, thinking that such things are only for boffins or those really weird guys you recall from school.
Then there is the case to house everything. You will need to learn how to perform basic metalworking skills. Drilling, tapping threads, filing and finishing a case are all tasks that need to be done to complete your masterpiece. These are all skills that may just come in very handy later on.
Should you be making loudspeakers, then you will learn about acoustics. You will also learn woodworking skills, veneering, and using tools that you may never have even known existed had you not ventured into one of the most absorbing and satisfying hobbies around.
Ok, that's fine for the younger generation(s), but what about us 'oldies'? We get all the same benefits, but in some cases, it is even possible to (almost) make up for a lifetime spent in an unrewarding job. As we get older, the new skills are less likely to be used for anything but the hobby, but that does not diminish the value of those skills one iota.
However, it's not all about learning, it's also about doing. Few people these days have a job where at the end of the day they can look at something they built. Indeed, in a great many cases, one comes home at the end of the day, knowing that one was busy all day with barely time for lunch, yet would be hard pressed to be able to say exactly what was achieved. What would have happened if what you did today wasn't done? Chances are, nothing would have happened at all - whatever it was you did simply wasn't done (if you follow the rather perverse logic in that last statement ).
Where is the satisfaction in that? There isn't any - it's a job, you get paid, so are able to pay your bills, buy food and live to do the same thing tomorrow.
When you build something, there is a sense of pride, of achievement - there is something to show for it, something tangible. No, it won't make up for a job you hate (or merely dislike), but at least you have created something. Having done it once, it becomes important to do it again, to be more ambitious, to push your boundaries.
Today, a small preamp. Tomorrow, a complete state of the art 5.1 sound system that you made from raw materials, lovingly finished, and now provides enjoyment that no store-bought system ever will.
Los amorosos se ponen a cantar entre labios
una canción no aprendida.
Y se van llorando, llorando
la hermosa vida.
Jaime Sabines.
I should not even try to do this, but here is my attempt at a translation:
The loving ones sing between their lips
an unlearned song.
and they go crying, crying
through the beautiful life
TypeCon 2015 Conference Trip Report — Jeff Kellem (@composerjk), Slanted Hall type foundry (@slantedhall).
Art in the Age of Now Exhibition Fulham Town Hall London with Alesha Jamaican Fashion Model Out on the Town. All Kings are compromised. What about the Children. Doom's day is coming. Unlearn everyting.
@unvrslnmd is one of the great artists taking part in #artintheageofnow @fulhamtownhall
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Tell Me Honestly The Day Our Esteemed Prime Minister Modiji comes to Visit Advocate Ashish Shelar who lives a two blocks away from this garbage dump like me .. wont this garbage not disappear .
All the Kings Horses All The Kings Bhakts will be cheerfully removing it after all the Civic seat presently held by Congress has to be snatched to make a BJP hat trick at the hustings .
I know this is a Municipal market garbage dump but can it not be covered from mortal eyes ,, the stink here in the morning when children go to school is unbearable ,
And those holy saints who clean Carter Road Bandra Staion will never come to this place with sacrosanct garbage ,, Guess Why..
Because this is real garbage all the brooms of the Am Admi Party wont clear it .
Each morning the Municipal Conservancy staff tll me they clear a ton and half ,, and in a few minutes it gets filled up again
I feel sorry for them they have no safety shoes , no masks and they used plastic bags as gloves .
The Congress Corporator is merely a rubber stamp he has never come here at all.. and much of th blame for this goes to the the Ex corporators of this area and the Congress party.
At our Bandra Bazar Road market the hawkers the shopkeepers grumble nobody comes here ,, the local papers lick politician asses they will never highlight this never ,,
So I began shooting this as fine art I taught my grandchildren photography shooting this garbage dump.. and I told them earnestly if you cam shoot this you cam shoot anything in the world ..
Many foreign photographers are intrigued by our inhouse garbage a lot of them from France Amsterdam Australia Italy America UK have come and shot this dogpile ,,and thanked me profusely ,,this was the only genre missing in their pictorial repertoire .
Now believe the only photographers that will die before they shoot this are the grandmasters of defunct decadent camera clubs .. they are still limping on 3 legs shooting the old fucked masters ..the same fucked light the same fucked situations ,, and cameraclubs killed photography ,, much before vision could be born.
I made sure my grandchildren would never enter the portals of a camera club and be tarnished forever ,, I too am a product of the camera club.. but I flew over the fucked cuckoos nest ,,
I hardly call myself a blogger or a photographer ,,
I am a storyteller all I need is an image to tell my story..
My stories are all online ..I first posted them on Flickr but now that I have all of you as my good friends I first narrate it here at Facebook than copy paste to Flickr ,, pimping it back on Twitter till it rebounds on Facebook again..
Very thoughtful and not patronizing, the latter of which is rather rare these days
www.penguin.co.uk/books/314/314051/hundred--what-you-lear...
Do you want to know what life has in store? It's all here in this book. All the little things we learn in the course of our lives. A page a year, from nought to a hundred.
5: You learn that boys and girls fall in love. Incredible!
13: When will your parents learn? Not in front of your friends.
36: A dream came true, but it feels different than you thought.
45: Do you like yourself as you are?
75: You learn to unlearn things. Can you still do a somersault?
86: Everything can be different in every moment.
How does our perception of the world change in the course of a lifetime? When Heike Faller's niece was born she began to wonder what we learn in life, and how we can talk about what we have learnt with those we love. And so she began to ask everyone she met, what did you learn in life? Out of the answers of children's writers and refugees, teenagers and artists, mothers and friends, came 99 lessons: that those who have had a difficult time appreciate the good moments more. That those who have had it easy find it harder getting old. That a lot of getting old is about accepting boundaries. And of course, as one 94 year old said to her, 'sometimes I feel like that little girl I once was, and I wonder if I have learned anything at all.'
A bestseller in Germany, HUNDRED is a book given by children to grandparents and the other way around, for christenings and Mother's days, significant birthdays and times of celebration. With every age beautifully illustrated by Valerio Vidali, Hundred cannot simply be read because, like life itself, it must be experienced.
Just an afternoon walk in the city. It's pure chaos during the CNE in the west end. Apparently in the past 5 years people have unlearned following traffic signs and now need these people to direct traffic.
"Exploring Race, Representation, and History in Children's Literature" This session for early childhood teachers, hosted by Teaching for Change's D.C. Area Educators for Social Justice and Project Unlearn on 1/26/2019, provided time for early childhood teachers to explore how to address issues of race, representation, and history in developmentally appropriate ways. The session was held at the beautiful Eaton Hotel in DC. Two children's books were provided to participants, courtesy of NMAAHC (where the session was originally scheduled) and donations from publishers. This session was in preparation for DC Black Lives Matter at School Week of Action. Learn more about the week of action here: www.dcareaeducators4socialjustice.org/black-lives-matter-...
"Exploring Race, Representation, and History in Children's Literature" This session for early childhood teachers, hosted by Teaching for Change's D.C. Area Educators for Social Justice and Project Unlearn on 1/26/2019, provided time for early childhood teachers to explore how to address issues of race, representation, and history in developmentally appropriate ways. The session was held at the beautiful Eaton Hotel in DC. Two children's books were provided to participants, courtesy of NMAAHC (where the session was originally scheduled) and donations from publishers. This session was in preparation for DC Black Lives Matter at School Week of Action. Learn more about the week of action here: www.dcareaeducators4socialjustice.org/black-lives-matter-...
Sublimating Prejudice, Anachronizing Racism: A Short Essay
I'm what some people would call a racist. I mean, I have a deeply learned aversion to black people and other people different than me, a white, educated-into-the-middle-class, male, with working-class roots. This bothers me. I've taken on progressive, democratic ideals and come to recognize and critique systemic, psychological, and discursive elements of oppression. However, ingrained prejudice is still present within me. For instance, whenever I see a black person, anxiety arises in me from a learned aversion to blackness. That hasn't gone away.
The topic this week on Speaking of Faith was mindfulness. It is through academic mindfulness in my education at The Evergreen State College (TESC), and through personal meditations like centering prayer, study of scripture, continuous faith in Jesus Christ, and reflective writing (sometimes overlapping with my academic practice), that I have come to see elements of internalized oppression and prejudice and how they are connected to my interpersonal interactions. Currently, I am working on a master's paper in TESC's Master in Teaching program (MIT) in which I ask, "How can I support my white students in the rearticulation of whiteness as an anti-oppressive identity?" This is not just for my students, it represents a question I have for myself: How does transformation happen?
Even after learning and practicing a new way of being, the old way is not unlearned. For instance, I have learned, and am learning, how to have an anti-racist white identity — how to advocate for justice, respect and awareness in political and interpersonal ways. However, as I mentioned, my internalized racism and prejudice has not disappeared. It still rises up within me. The question, then, becomes how to manage the dissonance between my ideals and my multiple responses to difference, not necessarily how to unlearn prejudice. The question is how to stop practicing racism and start practicing justice.
My self-management technique is not to try to stop the prejudicial impulse, but to sublimate the prejudicial impulse into an internal process of naming it instead of acting on it in a racist, exclusionary way. I join this sublimation with a purposeful action on new, anti-racist, inclusionary impulses that I am cultivating. These anti-racist impulses are growing with practice, and I seek out new ways I can act on them. I can only hope that the sublimation of my prejudicial impulses into an internal naming of them progressively deadens them along with my racist identity until it disappears. Until then, I manage my identity in a conscious, purposeful process. Hopefully, this personal work, along with my professional practice, will give the next generations that I touch a boost toward, in a sense, anachronizing racism and truly celebrating diversity.
I will tell them you stink
That you're rude
Crowded
Unfriendly
A certain breed of American likes to hear such things
It allows them to return home
Unscathed and unlearned
By the wonders of the world
To make an impression on their passport-less friends
The fearful ones who will never leave U.S. soil:
"Yes, it's smelly
And so expensive
The people are very rude
(You can tell they hate us)
I wasn't even able to use my hairdryer."
In besmirching your name
I hope to protect you, in my own small way
Deflecting perhaps at least one
T-shirt wearing, flip-flopped, acrylic nailed
Cruise ship voyager
Who would not stand
In awe of your obsolete yet still potent grandeur
The most opulent, antique, cobwebbed courtesan of all
Who can still tickle fancies
Of those who know where to look
Through haunted arabesques and
Spice filled streets
Listening to water, water everywhere
Constantly slap the edges
Of the remaining slips of earth I stand upon
You effortlessly fill a field of vision
With endless rooflines delineated in clay tile
As church bells ring out with regular precision
And pigeons scatter in torrents of dusty underfeathers
To stand in the Doge's Room of Earthly Delights
Bosch's phantasms of the world interpreted
As the rains fill your passageways and
People must traverse the sidewalks
On boards, as the cafe waiters bring their tables inside from the piazza
I will tell them not to come, my love
"Exploring Race, Representation, and History in Children's Literature" This session for early childhood teachers, hosted by Teaching for Change's D.C. Area Educators for Social Justice and Project Unlearn on 1/26/2019, provided time for early childhood teachers to explore how to address issues of race, representation, and history in developmentally appropriate ways. The session was held at the beautiful Eaton Hotel in DC. Two children's books were provided to participants, courtesy of NMAAHC (where the session was originally scheduled) and donations from publishers. This session was in preparation for DC Black Lives Matter at School Week of Action. Learn more about the week of action here: www.dcareaeducators4socialjustice.org/black-lives-matter-...
...I've collected during three Meditative Healing Learning Modules by Jivan Mukta in Helsinki between mid March and today, June 13, 2013.
The whole set: www.flickr.com/photos/connectirmeli/sets/72157634101446353/
Hi there! My name is Kendra, and I am so excited to be here. I live in the mountains of North Carolina and am a mental health counselor in private practice.
I've been on a intentional, therapeutic journey in my relationship with my body over the past several years, working to unlearn decades of toxic messaging around food, beauty, sexuality, and health. It's hard work. My body has changed a lot over the past year in particular, and I've definitely been struggling to recognize myself in a lot of ways.
Photography was once my favorite mode of self-expression, and I disconnected from the camera somewhere along the way. I'm excited to delve into self-portraiture for the first time in years.
This photo was taken of me about 5 months ago for my new website (in progress). I was really insecure about being photographed, but when I saw the results I was overwhelmed by how SEEN I felt. This photo definitely sparks a feeling clear recognition of myself.
I'm excited to delve deeper and be on this journey with y'all.
Art in the Age of Now Exhibition Fulham Town Hall London with Alesha Jamaican Fashion Model Out on the Town. All Kings are compromised. What about the Children. Doom's day is coming. Unlearn everyting.
@unvrslnmd is one of the great artists taking part in #artintheageofnow @fulhamtownhall
German postcard by Verlag Ross, Berlin, no. 1380/1, 1927-1928. Photo: Nicola Perscheid. Caption: Verlernen, Umlernen, Zulernen! (Unlearning, Remodelling, Relearning!)
Austrian film actor Alphons Fryland (1888-1953) appeared in 47 Austrian and German films between 1921 and 1933. Sound film finished his career.
Here's an aerial view of our camp, the Black Rock Center for Unlearning. If you were part of the camp, claim your spot in the notes!
You have a new comment about your poem: Unlearning Poetry at Poemhunter.com
You paint a callous world too well firoze! Masses of imagery in this very good poem. Unlearning Poetry, is harder than we think, but everything is poetry in emotion to me, so I never learned anyway, it just came naturally. Smiling at you, Tai.
Tai Chi Italy is a poet of today and breaks testicles the way she breaks coconuts to make chutney for Indian curry that she does savour once in a while.. my growth about a centimeter or so as a poet has been been the manured cowdung like aspect of her comments.. always constructive even when we first met she was upset with too many cock words masturbating poetic angst , my wisdom lay beneath the phallic layer, most of my poems were personal in nature to woo an American Blog Goddess.. such is one sided love online .. falling in love with the mirror not beeing able to see the image within , once again devilishly concealed beneath my narcisistic reflection.. I still wander through Google search to my site at Buzznet, see pictures of Ghostdog Benbell, Xris , Paxgitmo, I am a Blacklesbian, Fanfart , Tasha from Edinburgh, but not Photographerno1 I leave poetic comments too break the stupor of cybernetic warfare , no remedy no cure…
The folks at Buzznet will never solve this abysmal puzzle of the Black Hole .. the only thing alive is my Heart beating on my profile page , like a little helpless infant in an incubator… a teeny weeny errection that wont suside.. in memoriam to a Blog Goddess.. Jaan Pechchaan.Ho Jaaye..shape shifting times..
Me beating , scourging my silent soul at Bloggerspot like Ecrivas founder of Opus Dei.. I am on the 20th chapter of Temptation of Jesus Christ Kazantakis I read this at home on my black toilet seat.. shed tears too.. when Jesus meets Martha and Mary sisters of Lazarus…at Bethamy.
I am going to be pictorially stuck at Ajmer , I am not much into Navratri photography..or I might shoot the Durgas at the Lal Bagh workshops..when I leave for town at about noon..
April 10th, 2007
The Embodiment of Everlasting Bliss
“Attainment of ‘Mukthi’ or ‘Liberation’ (always being in a state of Bliss) is considered to be beyond the conception of man; and any explanation of the state of liberation is likely to be not easily believed. Similar was my own state before I came in contact of a simple, unlettered Brahmin lady (Sri Sakkarai Amma) whose one claim to greatness was that she was supremely happy. And I have not met with another learned or unlearned, rich or poor, great or small, among men and women who has this BLISS depicted, as it were, in every pore of the body, in every word uttered and in every gesture made.”
About Sri Sakkarai Amma by
Dr. M. C. Nanjunda Rao, Her prime disciple
"Exploring Race, Representation, and History in Children's Literature" This session for early childhood teachers, hosted by Teaching for Change's D.C. Area Educators for Social Justice and Project Unlearn on 1/26/2019, provided time for early childhood teachers to explore how to address issues of race, representation, and history in developmentally appropriate ways. The session was held at the beautiful Eaton Hotel in DC. Two children's books were provided to participants, courtesy of NMAAHC (where the session was originally scheduled) and donations from publishers. This session was in preparation for DC Black Lives Matter at School Week of Action. Learn more about the week of action here: www.dcareaeducators4socialjustice.org/black-lives-matter-...
Scenes from a retreat in the Catskills. Nineteen visionaries spend a week at work on new projects and strategies for wholesome and sovereign living.
Frickelfest (I love it)
sound.westhost.com/why-diy.htm
Why DIY?
Contrary to popular belief, the main reason for DIY is not (or should not be) about saving money. While this is possible in many cases (and especially against 'top of the line' commercial products), there are other, far better reasons to do it yourself.
The main one is knowledge, new skills, and the enormous feeling of satisfaction that comes from building your own equipment. This is worth far more than money. For younger people, the skills learned will be invaluable as you progress through life, and once started, you should continue to strive for making it yourself wherever possible.
Each and every new skill you learn enables the learning processes to be 'exercised', making it easier to learn other new things that come your way.
Alvin Toffler (the author of Future Shock) wrote:- "The illiterate of the 21st century will not be those who cannot read and write, but those who cannot learn, unlearn, and relearn."
This is pretty much an absolute these days, and we hear stories every day about perfectly good people who simply cannot get a new job after having been 'retrenched' (or whatever stupid term the 'human resources' people come up with next). As an aside, I object to being considered a 'resource' for the corporate cretins to use, abuse and dispose of as they see fit.
The skills you learn building an electronics project (especially audio) extend far beyond soldering a few components into a printed circuit board. You must source the components, working your way through a minefield of technical data to figure out if the part you think is right is actually right. Understanding the components is a key requirement for understanding electronics.
You will probably need to brush up on your maths - all analogue electronics requires mathematics if you want to understand what is going on. The greater your understanding, the more you have learned in the process. These are not trivial skills, but thankfully, they usually sneak up on you. Before you realise it, you have been working with formulae that a few years ago you would have sneered at, thinking that such things are only for boffins or those really weird guys you recall from school.
Then there is the case to house everything. You will need to learn how to perform basic metalworking skills. Drilling, tapping threads, filing and finishing a case are all tasks that need to be done to complete your masterpiece. These are all skills that may just come in very handy later on.
Should you be making loudspeakers, then you will learn about acoustics. You will also learn woodworking skills, veneering, and using tools that you may never have even known existed had you not ventured into one of the most absorbing and satisfying hobbies around.
Ok, that's fine for the younger generation(s), but what about us 'oldies'? We get all the same benefits, but in some cases, it is even possible to (almost) make up for a lifetime spent in an unrewarding job. As we get older, the new skills are less likely to be used for anything but the hobby, but that does not diminish the value of those skills one iota.
However, it's not all about learning, it's also about doing. Few people these days have a job where at the end of the day they can look at something they built. Indeed, in a great many cases, one comes home at the end of the day, knowing that one was busy all day with barely time for lunch, yet would be hard pressed to be able to say exactly what was achieved. What would have happened if what you did today wasn't done? Chances are, nothing would have happened at all - whatever it was you did simply wasn't done (if you follow the rather perverse logic in that last statement ).
Where is the satisfaction in that? There isn't any - it's a job, you get paid, so are able to pay your bills, buy food and live to do the same thing tomorrow.
When you build something, there is a sense of pride, of achievement - there is something to show for it, something tangible. No, it won't make up for a job you hate (or merely dislike), but at least you have created something. Having done it once, it becomes important to do it again, to be more ambitious, to push your boundaries.
Today, a small preamp. Tomorrow, a complete state of the art 5.1 sound system that you made from raw materials, lovingly finished, and now provides enjoyment that no store-bought system ever will.
My wife met Larry at a Sons of the Confederacy memorial service and found herself invited to an open house at the Victorian home he is restoring with his partner Terry. She called me excitedly, and when I got off work I grabbed my camera and drove over.
Larry and Terry recently found a hidden chamber beneath their home with an underground passageway leading towards the river. They speculate that the influential builder of the home used the passageway to spirit in his black wife and the children she bore him during the years immediately after the American Civil War.
Like many of the Sons of the Confederacy, Larry finds the term "American Civil War" to be a phrase of propaganda written by the victor of a bloody struggle between brothers. Larry prefers to call that struggle the War for Southern Independence. He is quick to point out that secession and rebellion of the Southern states in 1861 was as legitimate as the secession of the American colonies from the British crown in 1776.
The excavation of the hidden chamber and tunnel on the property was off limits to the general public, as workers are still unearthing its secrets beneath the ground. Larry and Terry's historical home was decorated with the floral arrangements from the morning's memorial service. Terry works as a florist and did not want the arrangements to wither away in a cemetery.
Terry was still a bit shy about being photographed, but Larry was proud to remove his hat and pose beside the red white and blue arrangement on their front lawn. It was interesting to see people, both black and white, file past the battle flag of the Confederacy to view their common history.
Some might consider Larry to be a bigot based on his interest in an indelible period of history in the United States. Larry points out that history which is twisted or forgotten leaves lessons unlearned. History is simply history. It can illuminate our humanity, or we can run from it as ignorant as we were before, and never benefit from it's harsh lessons. Larry is no bigot. He is a historian; a historian who wants to preserve history for the lessons it can provide, not erase or hide it because of the shame and self doubt it brings to the surface.
I talked with Larry and Terry at length between the tours of their home, and I found them to be an interesting couple with wildly eclectic persuasions. They agreed to model for prints in the future, and I am looking forward to the prospect.
Larry is number nineteen in my 100 Strangers project. Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at the flickr group page.
The 100 Strangers website can be found at 100strangers.com/
On the north wall of the chancel is a wall monument to Rev. Gascoigne Canham 1589 - 1667. Rector of Arlington for 55 years.
It has a broken pediment on which cherubs recline flanking a coat of arms: Canham: Azure, a cannon (sable?), whilst on either side are shown his arms impaling: dexter: Hammond of Loxhore: Or, per cross four crescents azure; sinister: (very worn) Sable, a saltire engrailed ermine (Polwhele) with Corinthian colonnettes & skull below.
The inscription is in latin which translates:
"Reverend Gascoigne Canham, a seventy-year-old man ruled this church for five above fifty years. Of Norfolk, pious, prudent, not unlearned; rich in coin but in good works richer. If the hearts of the poor are silent, let this marble tell how much he bequeathed to this parish; how much to the College of Gonville and Caius, Cambridge, how much on all sides, as great as the sun and the sea. He died on 2 June 1667.
To him were two wives, one Emlyn from the Loxhore family of Hammond (reverend and honourable), the second Anna Polwheile from Treworgan, Cornwall ( a most select lady from an ancient and noble stock), both without children. They have however their reward in the fame and fruit of their souls".
He was connected to the Chichesters of Arlington Court who were at that time recusant catholics, and as such were barred from any manoral or ecclesiastic decisions.
His sister or near relation Hester Canham 1622 daughter of Rev Simon Canham 1622 of Bittadon, "chaplain to the Earl of Bath" (William Bourchier, 3rd Earl of Tawstock ) & Thomasine Swain 1603 ; m Henry Chichester 1650 of Marwood, a younger son of Henry Chichester 1589 of Arlington & nephew of Robert & John Chichester www.flickr.com/gp/52219527@N00/uUm592220g A monument exists to her in Bittadon Church,
Gascoigne Canham was certainly from a Norfolk family, as his monument states, possibly the Canhams of Ashill - wills exist of John Canham, yeoman of Ashill in Norfolk, dated 28 January 1577, and also of Simon Canham dated 23 March 1584.
In 1653 he financed the rebuilding of Bradiford Bridge in the parish of Pilton, which has a stone tablet inscribed "Rebuilded by G.C. 1653". He also held lands in the manor of Pilland in the parish of Pilton.
Gascoyne was also patron of nearby Bratton Fleming, 2 1/2 miles south-east of Arlington, which advowson he had purchased in 1665 from Sir Francis Godolphin for £300, and on 27 March 1667 he signed a deed granting the advowson in perpetuity to Gonville and Caius College, Cambridge, of which he was a member. He also gave £10 toward the"Combination Room" of that college, and £40 for the 'binding out' to apprenticeship of poor children whose parents 'usually and orderly go to church' at Arlington. He gave £12 per annum for life to his cousin William Polwhele. Also £5 to Mr Henry Travers of Loxhore 'if he preaches at my funeral as I desire' , while his servant Mary Beare, received the very generous legacy of £200 along with his furniture and 'one cow and one horse or mare, not the best nor the worst.'
Although he married twice, he left no surviving children
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www.ancestry.com/genealogy/records/hester-cannon-24-2wv2f...
devon-cat.swheritage.org.uk/records/1506A/PI/2/5
- Church of St James, Arlington Court, Devon
Picture with thanks - copyright Basher Eyre CCL www.geograph.org.uk/photo/4499440
Delivering part of our dinner order to our table. Their orchata, a rice drink, is cool and tasty. We were pleased that they don’t add cinnamon.
www.simcoe.com/opinion-story/8326638-finding-authentic-me...
Finding authentic Mexican cuisine in Barrie
Forget fajitas, margaritas and chimichangas. The Mexican House serves up a tamale you'll only find in one city in Mexico
OPINION Mar 16, 2018 by Bryan Myers Barrie Advance.
When you think of Mexican food, you might actually be thinking about Tex-Mex food.
Hard shell tacos and chili slathered nachos, while delicious, aren’t particularly Mexican.
The Mexican House, which was formerly Antojitos Colombian Bakery, shares an authentic taste of real Mexican food to Barrie.
It’s so authentic, one of the tamales, the red pepper one, is only found in owner Ruben Munoz hometown of Guanajuato, Mexico, only 4,000 kilometres from Barrie.
I personally never thought I liked tamales. I might’ve tried to gnaw through the unsatisfying corn husk the edible masa and shortening within.
The Mexican House’s tamale is rich and sweet. It reminds me of a sweet, doughy cornbread, and inside a bit of red pepper jelly, similar to the kind you might top a brie.
Masa, for the unfamiliar, is corn soaked in an alkaline solution, like limewater (think limestone not lime juice) to remove toxins.
The tamale is great on its own, but you can add a little crema, or Mexican sour cream.
Denise Cervintes, Munoz’s daughter, said the family run business is trying to give residents authentic Hispanic cuisine.
“We use a lot of spices, but it’s not necessarily hot,” Cervintes said.
In terms of Mexican food, Munoz brings spiciness, as in the flavour of spices, rather than heat.
Of course, for heat-seekers, there’s always hot sauce and salsas. Salsa, however, means "sauce" in Spanish. In Mexico, the condiments are salsa verde, green sauce, and salsa roja, red sauce.
My burrito, a hefty bundle of beef and chorizo, the "campechano" on the menu, needs red nor green sauce.
There’s a lot to unlearn about Tex-Mex in order to learn about authentic Mex. Chorizo is an ancient type of sausage, and it’s often available as a cured meat in delis. That’s Spanish chorizo.
Mexican chorizo is not cured, and looks similar to pork sausage. It’s uncased and mixed into the chopped beef in my burrito.
Other burrito options are pollo, chicken, carnitas, pork and beef tongue.
This is really accessible Mexican cuisine, and the heat is manageable, even for palates that consider Chipotle and Taco Bell a bit spicy.
To complete my Mexican staycation, I had a wide variety of beverages to choose from. Alex Munoz, Ruben’s son, recommended Sangria Senorial as an authentic choice.
Sangria for a weekday lunch? I know it sounds risky, but this is actually a non-alcoholic drink that’s been popular in Mexico since 1960. It’s made exactly like the wine-based punch, but the alcohol is removed before bottling.
The Mexican House also has a small selection of Hispanic groceries and some frozen dishes made in-house for sale. The dining room is a cheery lemon yellow and it’s a nice place to escape the last few flakes of snowfall this season while traditional Mexican music plays on the stereo.
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This is a photograph of a kid playing with no idea of the miseries his social education is going to unfold. I often wonder how inherited poverty instantly determines the fate of human being especially in this part of the world where elites have vicious control over almost every opportunity.
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