Friday, January 21, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Yesterday evening, I turned half a circle from watching the sea rise to swallow the sun in the West to face a magnificent Wolf Moon rising in the east. The exceptionally fine weather we have been enjoying here recently is forecast to change after today. Will the passing of the first full moon of this year also serve to alter the torpid indolence in which I have been wallowing since the solstice?
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
"It has happened to me, while taking solitary walks through the woods of Baarn that I would suddenly stop in my tracks and stand stiff as a board, overcome by a frightening, unreal and yet blissful sense of standing eye-to-eye with the inexplicable. The tree there in front of me, as an object, as part of the woods, is perhaps not so amazing, but the space between it and me, suddenly seems unfathomable.
He who wants to depict something nonexistent has to follow certain rules. Those rules are more or less the same as for fairy tales.
The element of the inscrutable, on which he now wants to focus attention, needs to be surrounded, to be veiled by a perfectly common everyday evidence, recognisable to all. That true-to-nature environment, acceptable to any superficial spectator, is indispensable for creating the desired shock."
M.C.Escher in his lecture,
"The Impossible". 1963
"The Impossible". 1963
Disastrously for those who were persuaded to stay all measures designed to keep Methoni in Venetian hands failed. In August 1500, after almost three hundred years of Venetian rule, the Turks entered Methoni; a hastily abandoned town of smoking ruins.
That the belligerent advance from the East of the Ottoman Empire was extremely damaging to the prospects of the Venetian Republic can not be doubted but equally, if not more damaging to its future prospects, was the completion in the last months of the fifteenth century, of Vasco da Gama's nonaggressive round trip to from Lisbon to India via the Cape; a voyage that was to deliver a terminal blow to both the monopoly of overland routes from the east and of their continuation from the Levant, across the Mediterranean, into Europe.
I have no idea from where the place came by its name. There must, of course, be stories attaching to it, but I have yet to hear one.