Welcome aboard Equinoxio Time-Space Flight thirty-something. Our first stop: Amboseli National Park, Kenya, 1967. Some of our safaris coincided with the rainy season. It took us several hours to cross this particular stretch of a few hundred yards of bush. Our faithful Peugeot 404 would get stuck in the the mud. Push it. Move forward. Get stuck again…
Until the Duty warden arrived in his faithful “Landy” and towed us out. Don’t you love Land-Rovers?
Next stop: San Francisco Hyde Street pier. 2016. There lies a tiny beach with seals playing in the water.
Amsterdam, 2010. “Poor Vince never catches a lucky break.”
…”Party like it is 1888.” The life of Vincent Van Gogh. Amsterdam, 2010.
Auvers-sur-Oise: the tombs of Van Gogh and his brother Theo. Auvers is a small village, north of Paris, in Normandy, but a few miles from our old Normandy house. There is a wheat field right outside the cemetery, with a wide extent of blonde wheat and a few red poppies. Van Gogh died there in 1890. His younger brother Theo, born in 1857, always supported Van Gogh’s art, financially and emotionally. Theo died less than a year after his brother. The two are now together for eternity. The village is pretty. I will post more on another “flight”.
That is not a window, Tlalpan, Mexico city. 2017.
La pioja, daughter #2’s adorable kitten. Then barely 2-3 months old. La pioja literally means “Little bug”.
La Pioja’s distant aunt and cousins, Tsavo national park, Kenya. 2011. (c)courtesy Alex.
San Juan Chamula, Chiapas, Mexico. 2011. Tzotzil in their traditional dress. Worn daily. Both garments are made of raw wool. The Tzotzil are a Maya people whose language is called: Bats’i k’op, “the true word”. A very poetic name for any language.
Bicycle parking lot, Amsterdam, 2010. Only the Dutch… (can find their bicycle there)
Pier 39, San Francisco. 2016.
Buffalo and cleaning birds, Tsavo National park, Kenya, 2011. Buffaloes are among the most dangerous animals in Africa. The small birds live in a symbiotic relationship with them, cleaning them of fleas, ticks and other parasites. Photo (c)ourtesy Alex.
Pre-Colombian god, Tlalpan, Mexico city, 2017.
“La Marseillaise” by sculptor Rude, on the Arc de Triomphe, Paris. This is one of four “Bas-reliefs” or ronde-bosse, that adorn the Arc de Triomphe. The building was started under Napoleon, in 1806 and only finished in 1836, during the reign of Louis-Philippe, the last King of France. “La Marseillaise” sculpture is inspired by Roman and greek sculpture. The warriors below represent the volunteers of 1792, when France was attacked by all of Europe. The woman above represents Liberty, and seems to be singing: “Allons enfants de la patrie.”
Gwalior, India, c.1899. My great-uncle, Frank Onraët, my grandmother’s eldest brother. Frank was born in 1872 in Etah, in what is now Uttar Pradesh, halfway between Delhi and Lucknow, close to Agra. Frank Onraët, as his father, my great-grandfather Henry-Felix, worked for Rao Scindia, the Maharajah of Gwalior. Hence the “Indian Army” uniform. “Servants” of the Empire and all that…
Need to land shortly in Mexico city for a refill. Lovely to have you on board as always. Until next time… farewell.