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I’ll admit it, these adverts get to me. And even though I’ve been in Scotland for nearly six months I still get a little spring in my walk when I round the corner onto the Royal Mile and there’s a bagpiper there playing for the tourists.
3 Notes. Permalink.  Fri, Feb 10th 2012, 6:23 PM (∞).
Siegfried Farnon
1 Notes. Permalink.  Mon, Feb 6th 2012, 11:53 PM (∞).
By Maggi Hambling, I have always had a proclivity for art made about or relating to water, the sea being the epitome of power and beauty, these paintings could not capture it more perfectly. You get a feeling of energy and power from just looking at them, the brush strokes and texture the water seems ready to wash right through the canvas and into the space they inhabit.
“The older I get I identify with the land which is being eroded, the sea is like time - you can do nothing about it. Death will come, the sea will come. It’s a metaphor for life.”
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The wonderful CK/CK shared this photograph, taken near London in November of 1942. Breaking between missions flying machines less sophisticated than a contemporary car in a war of annihilation with a nearby and superior enemy, a pilot breaks for a haircut, reading, and a pipe. The insistence on the accouterments of culture, on leisure —the book and pipe, of course, but also the nearly formal attire of the barber and the pattern of the sheet wrapped around his shoulders— seems so British, so laudable, so impossible to imagine today for innumerable reasons one hardly has the energy even to consider.
Found via mills. 4000 Notes. Permalink.  Fri, Feb 3rd 2012, 11:41 PM (∞).
Tomorrow, The Scottish Colourists and then I’m going to watch Scotland show England how te play rugby.
2 Notes. Permalink.  Fri, Feb 3rd 2012, 10:38 PM (∞).
Alfred G Buckham
Aerial view of Edinburgh
about 1920
Medium Silver gelatine print
Size 45.80 x 37.80 cm
Scottish National Galleries
Buckham had crashed nine times before he was discharged from the Royal Naval Air Service as a hundred per cent disabled. Continuing to indulge his passion for aerial photography, he wrote that ‘If one’s right leg is tied to the seat with a scarf or a piece of rope, it is possible to work in perfect security’. Presumably these were the perilous conditions in which the photographer took this dazzling picture of Edinburgh.
Exclamated exhalation underscore gasp. Photography!
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George Orwell (via nevver)
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