I love statues and suchlike works of art. Not all statues, of course. Just like a picture, for every thousand (or whatever figure) we see, one will strike us as important for some reason: we may love it or hate it but we will notice it. The moment I saw this statue (an enlarged version and details can be found at Soaring Through The World In Pictures on the posting entitled Stepping Stones: William Hamo Thorneycroft: 1878 which I posted earlier today) in the Kibble Palace last week I fell in love. Seldom have I seen such love and care brought to life from a block of marble.
When it was first exhibited in Glasgow in 1880 it was accompanied by the couplet "Pausing with reluctant feet/where the stream and river meet" which, I have since discovered is from the poem Maidenhood by Longfellow. What a coincidence.
Why a coincidence? Two reasons: Firstly it links the statue with those of you in the USA who read this blog because Longfellow was American and secondly because only a short while ago Heather quoted from Longfellow's Song of Hiawatha which I subsequently included in a posting on 7 July entitled Lunch at Duck Bay.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 1807 - 1882 was an amazing person whose talents were far wider than 'just' writing poetry.
When it was first exhibited in Glasgow in 1880 it was accompanied by the couplet "Pausing with reluctant feet/where the stream and river meet" which, I have since discovered is from the poem Maidenhood by Longfellow. What a coincidence.
Why a coincidence? Two reasons: Firstly it links the statue with those of you in the USA who read this blog because Longfellow was American and secondly because only a short while ago Heather quoted from Longfellow's Song of Hiawatha which I subsequently included in a posting on 7 July entitled Lunch at Duck Bay.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 1807 - 1882 was an amazing person whose talents were far wider than 'just' writing poetry.
There's a reason for all of this coming together in the way that it has...a deep spiritual meaning for it; I know this...even though I may not always discover the meaning for years later.
ReplyDeleteThis statue is beautiful! The close up of the faces is priceless and shares such a soft strength.
So glad that you posted her.
I've been terribly distracted with the sun shining outside, if only I could take my computer with me. I've peeked in here and there, wanting so much to share my thoughts but have not had the mind for it...for some reason. I think the allergies of rain/shine cause me to drift through the days in a cloud...not to mention, these boys are keeping me B-U-S-Y. But, as always, my mind is thoughtful of you throughout the day...even if I may not have a moment to respond.
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Thank you for the writing of your recipe too...I have a few questions about it though.
I don't know what caster sugar is...or what meringue nests are.
This sculpture is absolutely beyond beautiful, GB.
ReplyDeleteI enlarged the photo and just had to gaze for a while.
It does have a great deal to say.
Thanks Heather. Thanks Cynthia. It's lovely when friends enjoy the same things.
ReplyDeleteI think, Heather, that Cynthia has answered the culinary questions on the pudding posting.