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I thought this temporary place for comments. on photos might be useful until Å·±¦ÓéÀÖ sirts out our difficulties with comments.

That crocodile looks positively devilish, Tam.
Here’s the crocodile in my garden.

On the Paris 1710 photo AB do you think that the dots running along the bank opposite the isle represent trees? My eyesight isn’t quite good enough but I was imagining a walk through a wooded area by the river.

CCCubbon wrote: "On the Paris 1710 photo AB do you think that the dots running along the bank opposite the isle represent trees? My eyesight isn’t quite good enough but I was imagining a walk through a wooded area ..."

yes, it looks like a planned segment of trees with L'Arcenal running alongside it. it is labelled as "le mail" at the far end, towards the compass

the island was eventually filled in after the 1830s and became just another part of the bank.

Just about to add the same view in 1652 , which will show the trees much clearer...enjoy!

Oh thanks AB it is so much clearer and easier to see.

CCCubbon wrote: "On the Paris 1710 photo AB do you think that the dots running along the bank opposite the isle represent trees? My eyesight isn’t quite good enough but I was imagining a walk through a wooded area ..."

How are things re your eyesight these days?

Pretty awful at the moment to be honest, Maggie. It’s always poor and painful in the run up to my next injection which is scheduled for next Thursday. My tablet gets closer and closer to my nose!
Mustn’t grumble still have some sight. Thanks for asking, others much worse.

Are you registered with RNIB.? They used to provide free audio books and have lots of aids to help with everyday tasks.

No. I get some respite once the injection takes effect and am fortunate that I can still see. Things gets very blurry and I have double vision so never too sure which is real. It’s an odd condition but I manage. I have some audio books but still prefer to use the tablet making the print large.

CCCubbon wrote: "No. I get some respite once the injection takes effect and am fortunate that I can still see. Things gets very blurry and I have double vision so never too sure which is real. It’s an odd condition..."
Well, there are probably lots of people who spend a fortune on alcohol in order to get blurred and double vision!

CCCubbon wrote: "No. I get some respite once the injection takes effect and am fortunate that I can still see. Things gets very blurry and I have double vision so never too sure which is real. It’s an odd condition..."

I think I already told you that my mother is in much the same position - she can just about read her kindle on occasion, but mainly uses audio books nowadays... problem is, she can't see well enough to use the touchscreen accurately at times, so I have to troubleshoot! A deteriorating cataract isn't helping, and that won't be fixed until the COVID crisis is over, presumably. Still, for 98 she's not doing too badly, and will get a first dose of vaccine on Saturday. Small mercies, eh?

I am lucky in that this crvo is treatable with injections. I’d be blind in one eye without them now.

Gofr
I looked it up on the web to see if the building had changed at all apart from the bandstand and trees. I suppose they park cars where the bandstand was once. I have only been to Paris the once, did get to see the Mona Lisa (surprised by the thick glass) and the Venus and up the Eiffel Tower. This was in 1968.
I found a photo of an Avenue of plane trees

CCCubbon wrote: "Gofr
I looked it up on the web to see if the building had changed at all apart from the bandstand and trees. I suppose they park cars where the bandstand was once..."

Lovely photo! No, they don't park cars, it's just grass. They took down the railings, as they also did in a nearby square, part of the same project. The problem there is that it's a place for children to kick a ball around, so I feel that some sort of barrier between the grass and the road is not a bad thing. The bandstand is now by the Crédit Agricole bank HQ, modern buildings...

CCCubbon wrote:I found a photo of an Avenue of plane trees



That is indeed a lovely photo, which brings back memories of many summer holidays spent driving across France (as a kid) with my family (1950s-60s). The other abiding memory is of massive fields of sunflowers...

There is another side to the wonderful plane tree avenues, though - given the French tendency to drive too quickly and carelessly, the phrase "Il s'est planté" entered the language. I always assumed that this phrase - which means "He's crashed", amongst other things - arose out of the frequent deaths caused by drivers running into these beautiful but unforgiving trees.

Of course (as so often) my speculations could be completely wrong!

scarletnoir wrote: " an Avenue of plane trees"
"Il s'est planté"..."

I don't see the connection with plane trees?

Gpfr wrote: "scarletnoir wrote: " an Avenue of plane trees"
"Il s'est planté"..."

I don't see the connection with plane trees?"

It's probably just a crazy notion of mine!

@CCC I've just caught up with some of the photos and saw in particular the one of Sellers. You mention his depression and alcohol dependency, but I know how much you care about domestic abuse, so this won't make for an easy read (since then I've found more damning info in the same vein):

It is that difficult question again about separating the artist/author/ comedian from his work. the Goon Show was so popular, made everyone laugh at a time when we were recovering from war.
It is evident from the article that he was a sick and abusive man , if he was bipolar that would explain some of his behaviour.
Should I read books by authors whose behaviour in real life I abhor? Ezra Pound’s poetry? I still cannot bring myself to condone how Wodehouse acted during the war for to me he will always be a traitor however many plaques they put in the Abbey; I do not read his books.
Bipolar sufferers do exhibit some very strange behaviour and we will never know.
Yes, I care very much about domestic and child abuse. Should I take down the photo now? I probably will.

CCCubbon wrote: "It is that difficult question again about separating the artist/author/ comedian from his work."

In that specific case, I find it much easier because they are dead and will not benefit from us enjoying their oeuvre, so I really have no issue with it.

Since you seemed interested in the man himself, I thought you might appreciate (even if this is definitely not the right word) the article in the G, but this was never meant to make you feel bad about the photo, sorry about that. I think it absolutely has its place in the gallery, as it's not a celebration of who he was, but of what he brought to people.

My neighbour is bipolar, treated but sometimes decides not to take her medication when her behaviour is very odd. She does not relate to other people, only wants to satisfy her desires. If Peter Sellers was bipolar then buying all his wife’s clothes etc. , would probably seem quite natural to him.
The difficulties with authors lies with the antisemitism, racism and so on that was acceptable in their lifetimes but not now.

Ah, I just saw your photo CCC with the big brother tormenting his little sister. That was me. I was a horrible brother, really just cruel and intolerant. I remember very clearly my younger sister (3 years younger than me) as a baby, and I couldn't stand her. I remember her as a shrieky little brat that got me in trouble for everything. When my mother told me that I was going to have a younger brother, apparently I cried for a week and refused to come out of my room. I don't think I ever really forgave them for taking my parents attention from me, not until I was in my twenties and well out fo the house. When my sister was born we moved out of the city and onto the Island, so I remember clearly losing my neighborhood, my rituals, the candy store, the squirrels, the pizza place, the wee-wee hill, my uncles babysitting me, the daily visits to my grandmothers and taking baths with my cousins. We had a nice backyard, but I was stuck there with these crying babies. I really had issues for years and years, and I blamed my poor siblings for the constant uprooting (14 schools in my lifetime), and the constant shedding of friends that came with it. For the 15 year old me, it was still their fault. I'm much closer with them now (my sister more than my brother, who has his own well-merited anger issues), but I do think that the shock of the first born to relegation is profoundly unsettling and very few parents handle it well. I say that as a parent of two who constantly feels the need to spend more time with his first born without the energy to do so.

It’s good that you can understand why you felt as you did now and build a closer relationship with your sister.
My two youngest used to be close as children but now the gulf widens and I find myself the go between.
I am the middle child but my brother was not brought up with us, the war did strange things to families. We get on well mostly but every now and then that sibling rivalry still manages to rear its head and we are all in our eighties! I think I am the placid one but they might not agree.
My husband is the middle child of seven, imagine the rivalries there, an education watching them trying to outdo one another, sadly only four left now.

CCCubbon wrote: "My neighbour is bipolar, treated but sometimes decides not to take her medication when her behaviour is very odd. She does not relate to other people, only wants to satisfy her desires. If Peter Se..."

A friend retrieved photographs from a long-ago move from my parents' house. He found rolls of undeveloped film. A number of pictures of my mother's family in Japan from the 1940s appeared after developing. We were able to see photographs of my mother as a young teenager; of my grandparents; of my mother's high school girlfriends, trying so hard to look grown-up and sophisticated. Odd to see how hard mother tried to look quiet and attentive when standing beside my grandmother, and how relaxed and humorous she looked when alone with her father. Odd bits of occupied Japan....

Regarding siblings - I have one sister who is 16 months older than me. Around 27 years ago, when my father was terminally ill, I decided I could no longer cope with her selfish behaviour. I haven't seen her since. I have to say that life has been less stressful as a result. Sad but we can't choose our family.

That’s sad, but happens. I wasn’t my mother’s favourite child, spent years and years, until in my fifties trying to please her but in the end the personal abuse was too much and I can remember now the day that I decided enough, no more. I saw her once after that, we rarely spoke but life was so much easier.

Love your giraffe, CCC, and the poem is fun!

>i>Tam
I really like the Mysterious Garden painting. Do you know the artist?
I haven’t been able to find much about it.
Thanks M

As far as I can gather the painter is unknown



here I think is the text of the book there are quite a few books written about him though



the one I put up first (have deleted it now!) in French turned out to be sort of 'soft' erotic medieval 'pornish' type stuff, so be careful out there!... though it was very richly exotically written...

CCCubbon wrote: ">i>Tam
I really like the Mysterious Garden painting. Do you know the artist?
I haven’t been able to find much about it.
Thanks M"

I really like this illustration too, very Naïf. I cannot find the information either, so I do wonder if this is the writer himself, although that's not common practice. I've found the whole manuscript scanned by the BNF here, in case you're interested Maybe Flint/Slawkenbergius would know, but not sure he'll see this specific thread.

Hushpuppy wrote: "CCCubbon wrote: ">i>Tam
I really like the Mysterious Garden painting. Do you know the artist?
I haven’t been able to find much about it.
Thanks M"

I really like this illustration too, very Naïf. I..."

Medieval books were generally sent to monasteries that had monks with the drawing/painting skills who did the illustrations as 'paid' work. The monastery got the money!... So in a huge amount of medieval illumination, the artists names are unrecorded alas.

Tam wrote: "Medieval books were generally sent to monasteries that had monks with the drawing/painting skills who did the illustrations as 'paid' work."

Thanks Tam. Yes, this might just not be 'common practice', this might be entirely unheard of, as in, never in medieval times was a book written and illustrated by the same person! I remember The Name of The Rose (!)... but I would have thought that there would be some information recorded about the 'enluminures', even if only where this happened rather than by whom.

Hushpuppy wrote: "Tam wrote: "Medieval books were generally sent to monasteries that had monks with the drawing/painting skills who did the illustrations as 'paid' work."

Thanks Tam. Yes, this might just not be 'co..."

If your interested in some of the history then 'Image on the Edge: The Margins of Medieval Art' is quite illuminating!... by Michael Camille. The monastery that produced the work might have been recorded, but is also likely that it was attributed to a particular diocese. The monks, in that a major book commission was usually a collective effort, would be described by roles, i.e. 'master' 'decorator', 'illustrator. They were very expensive, so only the top toffs could afford them!... Some of my favourites are 'The Lutteral Psalter', and 'Les très riches heures du Duc de Berry'.

Tam wrote: "Some of my favourites are 'The Lutteral Psalter', and 'Les très riches heures du Duc de Berry'"

Thanks Tam. My hometown museum owns the Très Riches Heures du Duc de Berry. You should visit it some time, I think you'd love it... It also does some famous porcelain (and lace), but sadly, no tiles that I know of!

Lisa
That’s a fabulous tree, Lisa. I wonder how it became so twisted.

Love the crow photos. The rookeries are well advanced here now, high up in the trees.
Rookeries makes me think of Dickens and Oliver Twist and ancestors of mine who lived in the Rookeries around Saffron Hill where Dickens put Fagin.

I knew at once who had posted the picture of the Ark and agree with you about there being something specially sad about the bodies in the water.

That photo of the rook in the graveyard is distinctly spooky!

Distinguishing between the different CORVIDAE is not my strong point. Big black birds ... I'm not seeing the rook's "bare whitish patch round the base of the bill" that my bird book describes, however it says carrion crows are solitary birds, which these are definitely not. Still my book classes them all under 'Crows' 🙄
I've had fun on my lockdown walks trying to identify the birds in the cemetery - apparently about 35 species and 45 different species of trees, too. It covers 62 hectares (153 acres).

@CCC, I'm leaving this here (as opposed to the Poem thread) on purpose so as not to conflate the man and the poet. The story of the consecutive suicides of his two partners raised very large alarm bells in my mind, so I read a bit more about this. I'll just leave the links here for you, as I know you care about the subject...


And that excerpt from a book:

Thanks. I have read some. It strikes me as unbearable pain to live with.

While you are here I was writing back to Tam over on A place for a poem about what makes us become very interested in certain subjects but not others and wrote that I would ask you if there was any research done on this. I’m picking your brains again!

CCCubbon wrote: "what makes us become very interested in certain subjects but not others and wrote that I would ask you if there was any research done on this. "

I'm sure there is, but this is totally outside of my area of expertise, sorry CCC! I know that for me, I think it pretty much always starts with the visual medium, and as a kid. So I got interested in the Incas because of a wonderful kid's animated series on TV, ditto with Greek mythology, fashion was from a set of 'croquis' that a seamstress of Guy Laroche had photocopied for my mum to give me (again, as a kid), woodblock prints were from a combination of growing up with e.g. antique silk Chinese panels on the walls at home, and discovering later on the films from studio Ghibli, etc.

That’s very interesting, glad, so much so that I shall throw it over onto the main theme to see what responses we get. I am sure you are right that it starts with the visual most times more than the other senses. Certain smells, Laurel in flower immediately engender fear in me although I don’t know why.

Lisa
I wanted to tell you how interesting I found your photo of the moon over a month. it shows that we are moving all the time even though it does not feel as if we are going anywhere. Fascinating to think how the moon will have completed an orbit of the Earth from the first to last position and that we have been turning eastwards all the time just like the moon and the sun.
Scientists say we are spinning faster so I wonder what kind of pattern it would make if this was repeated next year but , of course, we would be in a different. part of the sun's orbit around the Milky Way.
I used to play with quite young children with them being celestial objects all spinning around, I wonder if any remember.
Thanks for the photo. Is there any news on the comments coming back on photos yet? M

Fantastic photos of the moon Lisa, thanks for posting.

To post a picture? Hmm, tempting, but how?

Click on Photos
Underneath the array of headings comes
Add more photos, click
Box appears With
Title
Select..... click and you get three options . I use one from my photo library
Choose picture. Done
You see a tiny image on the rhs of box
Add any extra info yo want in the next box.

Upload
It takes a minute or so to load so don’t be tempted to click again.
You will see it when loaded.

Look forward to seeing your photo.
Hope this helps.

CCCubbon wrote: "Click on Photos
Underneath the array of headings comes
Add more photos, click
Box appears With
Title
Select..... click and you get three options . I use one from my photo library
Choose picture. D..."
I am attempting it. Thanks.

Great. Like the Tower Bridge one. The Medusa gave me the shivers!

That’s a fabulous parrot, Tam. I had not seen him before.