Saturday, 11 April 2009

CROSS AGAIN

Following yesterday's post, Jen wrote to say:

"Thanks for a fascinating Good Friday blog. The reliquary cross is exquisite, yet reminded me of a display of lead crosses in London's Science Museum..."


These crosses are very basic in their design and production: undecorated, with irregular edges and battered surfaces - were not found during the excavation of a London cemetery in shafts suggestive of an institutional system of burial.

Archaeologists Barney Sloane and Bruce Watson concluded that the bodies were most likely prisoners from nearby Newgate Gaol who had died of ‘gaol distemper’, or typhus, in the 1700s.

As no other lead burial crosses of this date have been reported, and documentary evidence is not yet found, Sloane and Watson can only speculate that, since they are clearly made by unskilled hands, the prisoners may have produced them for dying inmates - or themselves...

"Crudely fashioned," writes Jen, "they, too, are representative of faith and belief in what must have been dire times, moving in their simplicity and the mysterious circumstances surrounding them."


Image: Science Museum where you can read more

HOLY LOAF

I'm sure that many of you were enjoying your Hot Cross Buns yesterday - not that there's anything too special about that since, nowadays, they're available virtually 365 days a year.

Of course HXBs have been around for a long time (I wrote about them in a post and the subsequent comments a couple of years ago) but now someone - Warburton's bakery to be precise - has come up with something new...

The HOT CROSS BUN LOAF!


What's more, it's another example of the marketer's craze for 'Limited Edition' foodstuffs...


Signed and numbered editions will no doubt be next!

Friday, 10 April 2009

WHAT IS TRUTH?

Today is what Christians the world over refer to as Good Friday...

On this day, according to the Gospel of John, Jesus was brought before the Roman governor, Pontius Pilate, and when he observed that, "Every one who is of the truth hears my voice," Pilate famously asked "What is truth?"

That question came to mind recently when we visited the Byzantium exhibition at the Royal Academy which included, among its amazing hoard of treasures, a ornately decorated 13 Century reliquary said to contain a splinter of the True Cross.


The story of the True Cross is an extraordinary example of world mythology, beginning in 1260 with an account by Jacopo de Voragine, Bishop of Genoa, in his book Golden Legend.

According to the good Bishop, when Adam lay dying, he begged his son, Seth, to go to the Archangel Michael and beg a seed from the Tree of Life that grew in the Garden of Eden. This request having been granted, the seed was placed in Adam's mouth when he died and was buried. The seed subsequently germinated, took root, and grew into a tree.

Centuries later, the story goes on, the tree was cut down and the wood from it was used to build a bridge over which the Queen of Sheba passed on her journey to meet King Solomon. Struck by the symbolism represented by the bridge Her Majesty, allegedly, fell to her knees and worshiped it - as depicted (right) by Piero della Francesca.

During her visit with Solomon, the Queen told him that a piece of wood from the bridge would bring about a new order that would replace God's Covenant with the Jewish people and Solomon, fearful of the eventual destruction of his people, had the timber from the bridge buried. Nevertheless, fourteen generations later, this very wood, it is said, became the cross used at the crucifixion of Jesus.

Jacopo de Voragine went on to describe the subsequent finding of the cross by Helena, mother of the first Christian Emperor, Constantine. This part of the story dates back to the fifth century and the writings of Socrates Scholasticus and other early writers of ecclesiastical histories...

As the tale goes, the site of the Holy Sepulchre, where Jesus had been buried, was now surmounted by a temple to Venus. On a pilgrimage to Jerusalem, Constantine's aged mother had the temple destroyed and the Sepulchre uncovered, whereupon three crosses were also unearthed as depicted (right) in Agnolo Gaddi's 1380 painting.

In order to determine which cross was which, Macarius, Bishop of Jerusalem, had a dying woman placed on all three in turn on and when she recovered from the touch of the third cross this was taken as a sign that this was the specific cross on which Christ had died.

Socrates Scholasticus reports that the nails with which Christ had been fastened to the cross were also found and that Helena had sent these to Constantinople, where they were incorporated into her son's helmet and the bridle of his horse.

Now, whilst I don't personally believe this to be anything other than a legend, I was greatly moved by the reliquary of the True Cross displayed in the Royal Academy: moved because, whatever the truth or fiction might be about the slither of wood within the silver casing, it represents over 800 years of faith and belief.

In C S Lewis' The Voyage of the 'Dawn Treader', the children meet Ramandu who tells them that he is a 'retired' star (of the celestial variety) but Eustace challenges this concept, saying: "In our world, a star is a huge ball of flaming gas."

To which Ramandu replies: "Even in your world, my son, that is not what a star is but only what it's made of."

The curator's label on the reliquary in the Byzantium exhibition prosaically described the item as: "Silver gilt, cloisonné opaque enamels on a silver gilt support, wood, glass paste."

But that, of course, is only what it is made of, not what it is...

And, whatever we believe, that is truth which may be worth pondering...


Images: Crucifixion by Gustav Doré ; Ramandu by Pauline Baynes

Thursday, 9 April 2009

MOVIE WIZARDRY

I'm puzzled! The teaser poster for the forthcoming 6th Harry Potter film shows a white-haired wizard reflected in the lenses of Harry's specs, but who is he...?


Well, he is clearly not - as readers of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince might suppose - Professor Albus Dumbledore!

But no! This time Harry's mentor is that other white-haired movie-wizard, last seen (allegedly) heading for the Grey Havens --- Gandalf...


If you doubt me, just bring them face to face and you'll see I'm right!



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DON'T FORGET
: Tomorrow is the closing date for entries to the current Caption Competition!

Wednesday, 8 April 2009

HAPPY SOMETHINGOROTHER

It's some years now since the seventh weekend after Easter was nationally referred to as Whitsun, presumably on the basis that too few people any longer observed (or even knew the origin of) the feast of Pentecost.

Anyway, now it's Easter that's under threat with BBC announcers currently referring to the forthcoming weekend as The Bank Holiday Weekend.

I mean, I'm not sure bankers deserve any holidays!

Joking apart, I'm very happy to be living in a pluralist society and to acknowledge the importance of all kinds of religious feasts - which is why, today, I send Passover greetings to all my Jewish friends - but demoting the old festivals to totally secularised occasions does nothing to foster understanding and tolerance between religions but, instead, encourages ignorance of our various cultural origins.



My own, once-strong, religious affiliations are now far less secure, but I still value and respect all those who are engaged on a spiritual quest and regret the tendency to marginalise the world's faiths from our everyday society.

Monday, 6 April 2009

PANNING OUT

Yesterday we caught the final day of the exhibition, Natural Wonders, at the Oxo Gallery: a collection of stunning panoramic photographs by Jaspal Jandu comprising an inspiring journey through some of the world's most breathtakingly beautiful landscapes.

Jandu, whom we met in the gallery, credits among his inspirations the legendary American photographer, Ansel Adams, as well as landscape artists such as Turner and Monet. He described his working process of long exposures (the image below took 15 minutes) as a result of which his pictures have an amazing depth of field that allows the eye to see every aspect of a scene, from pebbles or blades of grass in the foreground to the cracks and crevices of distant mountains with an almost supernatural sharpness of focus.

Click on images to enlarge

This highly gifted photographic artist not only captures those all-too transient moments of ravishing beauty as can, by chance, be glimpsed in a particular season or at a specific hour such as day-break or sunset, but - in his stunning compositions of earth, sky and water - embodies the spirit of landscape...








Click on images to enlarge

As can be seen from the artist's statement, above, he feels an obligation to record these wonders and if you ask him why he travels to often wildly inaccessible places in order to take a photograph, he will paraphrase George Mallory's famous answer on being asked why he wanted to climb Everest ("Because it's there!") and say: "Because it may not always be there."

Eschewing, by and large, the jumble and clamour of even beautiful cities (despite having a father who was an architect!) Jandu has developed an eye for recognising the beauty or majesty of nature - vague and mysterious or bold and dynamic, soft and yielding or harsh and resilient - and the knowledge that the rest of us happy snappers with our thousands of grabbed-but-never-looked-at-again digital pix forget (or have never acquired): that one image - the perfect image - can say it all.


Of his own signature image of Imperial Point in the Grand Canyon (above) he writes:

The viewpoint itself is the highest point on either rim of the Canyon and even during the harsh midday light commands majestic views of the Painted Desert to the east, Mount Hayden to the southeast and Saddle Mountain to the northeast.

Arising early, I had already noticed a thin ‘slit’ in the clouds which would allow the sun to shine through if the timing was right. However, the pre-dawn darkness did not allow me to fully appreciate the level of haze in the Canyon itself and as the sun eventually burst through, crepuscular rays (also known as ‘God rays’) began to flood the scene.

It was a once-in-a-lifetime moment of total focus and unbridled awe. I knew instantly that it would make a timeless image.

That is true of all the images in his 'Natural Wonders' exhibition and in the book of the same title - which is an armchair-passport to travel in company with a brilliantly gifted guide.

You can read more about Jandu's work on his blog and you can take a further journey through his world in this YouTube film...



"The landscapes of our world," says Jandu, "are truly wondrous places, inspiring each generation by their subtle forms and infinite moods. My aim is to bring that inspiration and wonder to a wider audience."

Look out for a further exhibition of his photographs at the Oxo Gallery in December and visit his website to view his work and for details of limited edition prints and his exquisitely produced book, Natural Wonders: A Panoramic Vision.


Images (top to bottom): Sacred Falls, England; 'Zen', Antelope Canyon, USA; 'First light', Mount Fuji, Japan; Matterhorn Reflection, Switzerland; Dunstanburg Castle, England; 'China Dawn', Yangshuo, China; 'Divine Light', Alaska, USA; Moeraki Boulders, New Zealand; 'Creation', Imperial Point, Grand Canyon, USA. Below: the photographer at work.

All images: © 2006-2009 Jaspal Jandu Photography.


Saturday, 4 April 2009

A TAG OF NO IMPORTANCE

I was tagged the other day by my Good Friend, Good Dog, requesting me to reveal six things of no real importance about myself; and, seeing as GD is a GF, I'll have to oblige but (since they are of no real importance) they shouldn't detain you long...

The only downside is that there's a rule that you then have to tag six other people. However, since these tags are of no real importance, they can probably be safely disregarded. I suppose...

Anyway, first (well, first-to-sixth) things first: my sextet of Unimportant Things:

1)
I played Hitler in an end-of-term school revue. I got the part because (a) I was good at art and (b) I wrote and directed the revue.

2)
When I was eight I won a Windsor & Newton paint box as a runner up in a Kellogg's poster-painting competition. My design showed a packet of Corn Flakes balanced on the top of an Indian Rope Trick, levitated by fakir in a turban: politically incorrect, but a indication of an early interest in magic.

3)
My highest score at playing Bejeweled is 1, 256,100...


...but I've never even approached that score since let alone equalled it, so goodness knows how much coffee I'd had that day!

4)
In my first job, I spent six weeks locked in the basement of Bromley Town Hall (for security reasons) drawing up an inventory of the supplies then held by Civil Defence (since disbanded) against the eventuality of a nuclear disaster. It was scary partly because there were a lot of cockroaches in that basement and because there were 8000 knives but only 7,984 forks. However, they did have 351 soup tureens although at least two of the lids were badly cracked...

5)
During a visit to Disneyland, I was twice asked for my autograph under the misapprehension that I was Francis Ford Coppola. The second time I obliged...

6)
My first pet was a fly called Fred.

I wrote about Fred on this blog three years ago, so it could well be time for a reprint...

MY FIRST PET

by
B. Sibley (Form 3)

My first pet was Fred the fly. Later we had a hamster called Hamlet (because he was sort of blonde coloured) but Fred came first.

Fred moved in at the end of autumn and stayed more or less until the beginning of spring, although as my dad says, to be truthful we never actually saw the going of him.

Being a housefly, Fred was already completely house-trained and never did any of those rather disgusting things that The Children’s Encyclopedia said flies do - or, if he did, we didn’t ever see him doing them.

Fred was a very intelligent fly and always sat on one corner of the TV screen watching everything from nature programmes like Tales of the Riverbank to Dr Who (mainly when they were fighting insect-type aliens), though my mum always said he would damage his eyes by sitting that close.

He also showed good taste when it came to music and would sit very still on the arm of our gramophone player for the whole side of a long-playing record. Fred's favourites were ‘The 1812 Overture’ (with live canons) and the soundtrack from South Pacific and my dad said he was probably the reincarnation of Beethoven, but we couldn’t test this out, as we didn’t have any Beethoven records.

When I grow up and can afford to buy a few more records, I’d like to have another fly and carry out some experiments to see if all dead composers become flies in the end.

The End


Image: Harriet Macdonald, 2006

Thursday, 2 April 2009

FROM THE HORSE'S MOUTH

Outside my hotel when I was in New York was not (as I would have liked) a useful Yellow Cab rank, but a carriage rank, where the horse-drawn vehicles that take people for a ride through Central Park plied their trade.

While waiting for a Yellow Cab to hove into view, I often stopped to look at the horses as they patiently stood in the sub-zero cold waiting for a fare. On one occasion I captured this moment that is the subject of our latest...

CAPTION COMPETITION


I'd like to know your suggestions for what the horse is thinking or saying.

The closing date for entries is 10 April.

Wednesday, 1 April 2009

WHO NOSE? THE TRUTH...

Now we are safely past the mid-day meridian in the UK (and almost mid-morning on the US West Coast) may I just point out that when I asked, in my earlier - Pinocchio nose - posting, "What I want to know today is whether it's really appropriate for Disney to be involved in marketing Viagra?" the emphasis was on TODAY...

April 1st
ALL FOOL'S DAY!

Congratulations to Jen who (as her comment revealed) spotted what was going on, though I suspect one or two others may have had a sneaking suspicion. As for the advertisement: it is, in fact, a genuine item of spam (if there can be such a thing) and is currently in circulation - though evidently not amongst the kind of people who read this blog!

Here's a couple of great April Fool's Day hoaxes...

Read the shock announcement in The Guardian that the paper is about to switch from ink and paper to Twitter. Brilliant!

The introduction of revolutionary new software from Opera...



And an unbelievable new piece of technology from Palm - the PomeGranate phone...



WHO NOSE?

What I want to know today is whether it's really appropriate for Disney to be involved in marketing Viagra?


What's your view?