During a brief interlude from the heavy showers that have been hammering the south-west for what seems weeks now, I had a little wander along Penpol Terrace after my session with the chiropractor. The planting alongside the creek has improved over the years and is rather lovely, especially in the summer months when the beds are full of large blue Agapanthus. This is part of the Hayle in Bloom / Heyl ow Pleujyowa scheme.
Looks brilliant and so important for Europe today.
Pendant les 12 années qu’elle dura, l’Affaire Dreyfus déchira la France, provoquant un véritable séisme dans le monde entier.
Dans cet immense scandale, le plus grand sans doute de la fin du XIXème siècle, se mêlent erreur judiciaire, déni de justice et antisémitisme. L’affaire est racontée du point de vue du Colonel Picquart qui, une fois nommé à la tête du contre-espionnage, va découvrir que les preuves contre le Capitaine Alfred Dreyfus avaient été fabriquées.
A partir de cet instant et au péril de sa carrière puis de sa vie, il n’aura de cesse d’identifier les vrais coupables et de réhabiliter Alfred Dreyfus.
What a peaceful world he painted.
The early 1880s had been a time of great change for Pierre-Auguste Renoir (1841-1919). He and his partner and favourite model Aline Charigot had their first child in 1885, and he was working on what he intended to be a masterwork, The Large Bathers, in which he introduced a new style derived from his studies of Old Masters in Italy. Sadly, that flopped when he completed it in 1887, by which time he had started to suffer bouts of depression.
In 1886, he exhibited eight paintings in the Salon des XX in Brussels, following which thirty-two were shown in New York, and brought good sales.
Pierre-Auguste Renoir (1841-1919), The Umbrellas (c 1881-86), oil on canvas, 180.3 x 114.9 cm, The National Gallery (Sir Hugh Lane Bequest, 1917), London. Courtesy of and © The National Gallery, London.
The Umbrellas from about 1881-86 is packed not only with people, but their umbrellas…
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It’s been a while since I walked along the lanes around here, but now I have had my back sorted out by the chiropractor and my foot on the way to recovery with a little help from the podiatrist I thought I’d start walking more again. Small steps first.
We have had a lot of rain. And gales. And more rain. The lanes are flooded and the trails around the hill are muddy and boggy and slippery so I decided to stay on the tarmac and have a wander down to the little woodland area that is about a mile or so from our house. Dead soggy leaves line the lane, with puddles for the unwary to step into.
Despite the hurricane force winds we experienced last week there were still some leaves on the trees which are mainly broadleaf natives such as beech, oak, ash, birch and field maples,
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Lovely name- lovely bird!!
Festive Coquette (Lophornis chalybeus)
I saw this lovely hummingbird in the Atlantic Rainforest near Curitiba (south Brazil) when I used to live there until about 10 years ago.
I was lucky enough to get a few photos but as it was quite misty (as it usually is on the mountains in early morning) the photos serve only for reference. I used to go the rainforest, a section known as the Graciosa Trail, once a month when I lived in Curitiba.
Keyslering’s diaries are interesting end a couple of years ago there was an excellent exhibition-I think in Liebermann’s House in Berin. He is thought of as something of a snob. Sounds interesting this however.
Waves by Eduard von Keyserling was first published as Wellen in 1911. This Dedalus Books edition was first published earlier this year and was translated from the German by Gary Miller, who also includes an informative introduction to the book. I must admit that I hadn’t heard of Keyserling until I read Tony Malone’s brilliant translation of Schwüle Tage (Sultry Days) from last year’s German Literature Month. In the introduction to the book Miller makes the point that Keyserling forms a link between nineteenth century realism and twentieth century modernism in literature; his work is sometimes described as ‘literary impressionism’. Keyserling was a rather odd-looking, sickly aristocrat from present day Latvia, whose books are largely about German aristocracy before the First World War; although limited in scope his depiction of these social elites were not uncritical.
Waves takes place in a seaside village somewhere on the Baltic Sea. We are…
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