It is difficult to reconcile the current temperature and forecasts with the season of the year. According to phenology, theoretically, it is Spring here on the Island. It’s just that no one has told the weather man. Ah well it’s Canada and we really shouldn’t expect anything until mid-May.
The budding season has been oft celebrated in music and song. I first heard one of my favourite “spring” songs one Sunday afternoon on Otto Lowy’s The Transcontinental. I have mentioned Lowy and his “musical train ride through Europe” in many previous posts. He introduced me to so much beautiful music and so many wonderful performers.
We’ll Gather Lilacs in the Spring was written by Ivor Norvello for his 1945 operetta Perchance to Dream and became an instant hit. It was first recorded by Olive Gilbert and Muriel Barron from the original cast and has since had covers by everyone from Richard Tauber to Frank Sinatra. The show ran for over 1000 performances and the song struck a cord with a world where, as the war ended, parted couples and families yearned to be together again.
In looking for a recording I found many out there. I was tempted by the Gilbert-Barron version, it was after all the first one I ever heard, and also by a lovely rendition by Ben Heppner. However I settled on a more recent and pandemic-centric version by the Hayes Community Singers of Kent, England. It was recorded in 2020 during lockdown and once again Novello’s words and music reflect the yearning to be reunited with our friends and families.
The word of April 21st is: Phenology /fəˈnäləjē/: [noun] The study of cyclic and seasonal natural phenomena, especially in relation to climate and plant and animal life. Late 19th Century: from German (phänologisch, Karl Fritsch, 1853) from Latin phaeno-, from Greek phaino-, from phainein “bring to light, cause to appear, show” + logy.
A short piece of animated lunacy to start the week.
A “fantasmograph” was a type of magic lantern that was used to project spectral images on walls in the mid-19th century. And it was the title French caricaturist, cartoonist and animator Émile Cohl gave to what is probably the earliest (1908) hand-drawn animation if not the first animated cartoon in film history. The 700 drawings Chohl created on using black ink on white were shot onto an negative film. This gives the effect almost like chalk on a blackboard.
This video is only one example of a wealth of goodies available at Public Domain Review. I’ve belonged to their website and followed their Facebook page for a few years now. The essays, images, films, and audio recordings in their collection is a fascinating compendium of world history. Both this clip and the information about its creation come from their website. A visit or newsletter from PDR is always a voyage of discovery.
The word for April 19th is: Public Domain /ˈpəblik/ /dōˈmān/: [compound noun] The state of belonging or being available to the public as a whole, and therefore not subject to copyright. Before 1896, courts referred to matter not protected by patent or copyright law as “public property” or “common property. ” In 1896,the U.S. Supreme Court imported the term “domain public” from French law, and it was popularized by Learned Hand in the first decades of the 20th Century.
My friends on Facefart have already seen this but I thought I’d make it an official Nick and Nora Production™. Nora shows best in the enlarged view
Our Nora could give sange froid lessons to Greta Garbo.
The phrase for April 15th is: Sange froid /säNGˈfrwä/: [noun] Composure or coolness, sometimes excessive, as shown in danger or under trying circumstances. Mid 18th century: from French sang-froid, literally ‘cold blood’. And for any of my younger readers Greta Garbo was a famous actress back when I …. sigh! Never mind!
When I was working on the Stravinsky post last week I knew that I had at least one photo of his grave site in Venice from a trip back in 1999. The problem was finding it – and a real problem it was. It was stored somewhere on a back-up drive that could only be accessed from my old MAC (2009). In my search I ended up doing something that resulted in having to do a system restore from a backup. (Always have a back up!!!!!!) But find that photo I did as well as some wonderful photos from an incredible three day cruise of the lagoon of Venice in a restored fishing boat. But more about that another time.
Before embarking on the cruise we spent several days strolling through Venice and renewing our love affair with La Serenissima. And that included a visit to Isola di San Michele, the cemetery Island. (Note that the photos were taken with one of the first digital cameras I owned and resolution was nowhere near what is is today. Also I was trying to use some of the more artsy effects that were available for a few of the photos.)
Fortunately back in the late 1990s Venice, in general, wasn’t the madhouse that it was to become and very few tourists made the five minute journey on Vaporetto 41/42 from Fondamente Nuove to Cimitero. Most of the passengers disembarking where carrying flowers to honour family or friends buried on the Island. As I have remarked in the past I am an inveterate “tombstone tourist” but always consider that respect must be paid to the deceased and privacy given to their loved ones.
Isola di San Michele is certainly amongst the most peaceful and beautiful cemeteries I have wandered through. Created at the command of Napoleon in 1804, it was designed by Gian Antonio Selva and opened in 1813. Strangely though there has been a Jewish cemetery at San Nicolò on the Lido since 1386 AD until Napoleon’s decree four centuries later there had been no common Christian place of burial. Prior to the inauguration of San Michele burials had been in church floors for the wealthy or under paving stones for the merchant class – not the most sanitary of practices during Acqua alta. What happened to the poor or plague victims doesn’t even bear thinking about.
“The church at the corner of the island is beautifully cool, austere and pallid, and is tended by soft-footed Franciscans … The cemetery itself is wide and calm, a series of huge gardens, studded with cypress trees and awful monuments.
“Not long ago it consisted of two separate islands, San Michele and San Cristoforo, but now they have been artificially joined, and the whole area is cluttered with hundreds of thousands of tombs–some lavishly monumental, with domes and sculptures and wrought-iron gates, some stacked in high modern terraces, like filing systems.”
The World of Venice – Jan Morris
As Jan Morris, wryly but almost affectionately, says some of the monuments are in glorious bad taste and indeed others have almost the air of filing cabinets. One of the most touching sections is the Children’s Cemetery – row after row of small monuments, often topped with cherubs, and niches in columbaria and vaults.
There are two Accatalico or Non-catholic sections: the Reparto Greci (Greek Orthodox) and the Reparto Evangelico (Protestant). Side by side these two burial grounds are separated from the rest of the cemetery by enclosing walls.
As I mentioned earlier in the week Igor and Vera Stravinsky are buried in the Greek Cemetery. A few feet away is the tomb of Sergei Diaghilev, the great Russian impresario.
The Protestant Cemetery has an air of neglect about it – overgrown shrubs, uncut grass, and toppled grave markers. It could be thought of as being either Gothic romantic or just plain rundown.
When we visited many of the graves were recent and the dead that occupied them in 1999 would no longer be there today. Though certain families have vaults and plots the Isola is only 62,000 m2 (670,000 sq ft) and space is at a premium. Remains are exhumed after 12 years and either cremated and moved to a columbarium or the bones are taken to an ossuary.
Towards the end of the 20th century the need for additional space was recognized and in 1998 a competition was held to design two sections adjacent to the existing Isola. Given the vagaries and machinations of local politics work was not begun until 2004 and finally completed in 2017. Pictures suggest that compared to the old cemetery there is a sterility to the design that is at odds with the picture that Jan Morris paints. Once the world is once more open to travel I have every intention of return after all they gave the city the name Venetia as if to say Veni etiam – Come again!
The word for April 13th is: Ossuary /ˈäSHəˌwerē/: [noun] 1. A container, room or building in which the bones of dead people are placed. Mid 17th century: from late Latin ossuarium, formed irregularly from Latin os, oss- ‘bone’. Though we in North America may find this a strange practice it has been common in Europe since – as witness the Latin ossuarium – early times.
Well at least she isn’t wearing a T-shirt announcing her food fad of the month.
Like there is something the matter with being a nerd?
I was feeling this way when I had to do a restore on my iMac last Thursday.
And no this in not in response to that embarrassing incident on the Zoom board meeting last week. Don’t ask! I said, DON’T ASK!
For my Ontario friends who honestly believe that Doug Ford gives a rat’s ass about them.
Two things Italians know: window dressing and pasta!
Yeah I know – sick. Real sick. But you know you were expecting at least on sick one! And yes I know there is a spelling error – I only post them don’t make them.
Inspired by the departure of a member of a group I belong to on Facefart.
The phrase for April 12th is: Dramatic /drəˈmadik/: [adjective] 1.1 Relating to drama or the performance or study of drama. 1.2 (of an event or circumstance) sudden and striking. Late 16th century: via late Latin from Greek dramatikos, from drama, dramat-. Okay – well I’m out of here – no! no! don’t try and stop me!
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