Mary Poppins? Bogotá, 2018.
You sweet thing you… San Francico, 2016. (Some of you may remember my fondness for Lichtenstein’s art…)
Amazon forest, 2006. Bradypus. Paresseux in French, sloth in English. This one took over half an hour to cross on the next tree. Slooooow.
We need war… Mexico City. 2018. Fingers crossed.
London 2016. Rumour has it that Ms. May(be) is considering selling the bridges to the Saudis to pay for Brexit.
Olmec head, (around 900 BC) Villahermosa, south-east Mexico, 1992. Those heads weigh between 6 and 20 tons. Archeologists are puzzled at how the stones were brought from miles and miles away.
Bruges, Belgium, 2000. A rare moment without rain that day.
Coatimundi, Tabasco, 1992. Those little buggers, distant cousins of the raccoons, form large packs of very smart and slightly aggressive animals, foraging in the garbage near the archeological sites. Anything in a plastic bag is assumed to be food. Very sharp teeth.
French couple, 9th century. Drawing by my mother, Renée.
Sete quedas, “Seven (water) falls. South of Brazil, near Iguaçu. The entire site was a succession of one waterfall after the other, connected by suspended bridges. Nothing is left: the entire area was flooded by a dam built on the Paraná river. (Yours truly, with my post-Woodstock haircut)
Hyena, Maasaï Mara reserve. Kenya, 1989.
Cyprus, 1967. The Greek statue’s face has been carved out by the Turk invaders, in 1571.
Little flea. Mexico, 2018. (c)ourtesy Gini.
Calvary in Normandy, c.1970. Such crosses were common features in the countryside from Brittany to Normandy. Some very old. I suspect this one to be 17th century. The village church was a Gothic affair dating back to the 14th century.
Hippos on the Nile, Murchison Falls, Uganda, 1969.
Dolce & Gabbana, Mexico city, 2018. Or was it Venice? Spectacular outfits, but who would actually go out on the street dressed like that. Maybe those young girls below would?
Tchad, Africa, c.2010. At a vaccination campaign led by Médecins sans frontières. (c)ourtesy C. Heurtebise.
Have a smiling week. (Scotty: beam everybody back home safely, please)
63 thoughts on “Pot-pourri cinquante-deux”
pretty animals and I would not wear that out in public, but I’m sure it costs a pretty penny none the less. My clothing store that I work at does Not sell anything like that thank heavens 🙂 Nice work here again Brian and love the woodstock haircut of course 🙂
Yeah, the cost of those clothes must be indecent.
(Even the haircut and sideburns are become vintage…) 😉
Your post Woodstock haircut reminds me of my own in about those days. Even the glasses look similar 🙂
Most likely. Those were universal then. And the sideburns! Let us not forget the sideburns. 🙂
I’ve always had somewhat of an idea that you might’ve had somehow a trait of “The Dude” Lebowski and that Iguaçu photo is proving me (sort of) right! Yeah! BTW, loved the rumour that Mrs May is considering selling off the bridges… but hey, it’s all going to be great once they’re out, they’ll have freedom and (Made in France) blue passports!
I hade to look Lebowski up. Hadn’t seen it. Don’t forget the sideburns à la Easy Rider.
And yes old chap, they will have Frog passports! (maniac laughter!)
Would love to see a hippo or a hyena in the wild. Love the hippy look. 😉 I once saw a wonderful Olmec head exhibit at the De Young in SF. I’ve never seen on the in the wild though. It is so amazing to think early people managed such a colossal feet of moving such a heavy item yet it was done time and time again. Egypt, Easter island, Celtic Stone Circles, etc.
Labour was cheap then… 🙂 Particularly slaves I guess. 😉
The head at De Young must have been impressive. Wonder again how they transported it?
You would love Africa. Try to arrange it some day. Kenya, Tanzania, or even better Botswana are good options.
And the hippy look? I’m a Woodstock child. 🙂
Be good Jenny.
They had several heads at the De Young. I have some photos somewhere but they didn’t turn out very good because it was dark. They must surely have been on the ground floor because they were so heavy. It would have been fun to see some photos of how they got them in to the museum. Did you visit the DeYoung when you were in SF? It is a magnificent museum.
Yes Africa is a must. I would like to take Colin there when he is a little older. I would love to try my camera on the wildlife for sure.
Yes we did visit De Young (On your recommendation). A great, great museum. Loved it
Ah. See. Outsmarted myself. Perfect.
Now about Africa, the problem is kids need to be at least 6-8 to remember anything if at all…
Yes exactly. And old enough to better care for himself a bit.
Enjoyed Brian. Especially love the sketch by your mother. It is beautiful!
Thank you Coeur de Feu. She would have appreciated. She had a very good hand, either at drawing or painting. I post some of her stuff from time to time. And we have a few hanging on the walls.
A bientôt mon amie.
Merci mon amie. Have a lovely evening.
Viel dank. I hope you had one too. Now let’s work on the preparation of the week-end. 😉
Danke, I will indeed.
Lichtenstein? Moi aussi. Re: Maasai Mara: When did you visit Kenya?
Toi aussi? (Tu parles “Frog”?) 🙂
Maasai Mara, that was taken in 1988. But I lived there, from ’67 to ’71. Paradise found. (Then lost) 🙂 Some say one never really gets over Africa. 😉
I speak Klingon, T.B.H:) My French is rusty now. Re: Maasai Mara, I remember it quite well. I lived in Uganda and Kenya for a while as a kid. Why does never get over Africa?
Klingon? You crack me up!. Asante sana for the smile. When where you in east Africa? Seems our steps have crossed. Why does one “never” get over Africa? 3 things: its magnificent Nature, the wildlife, and the million cultures, colours, songs, music, dancing. Read out of Africa for better reference.
Now I suspect India has the same effect. barring wildlife. I have to go “back”. 🙂
South-East Asia at the end of the year has left me panting to go back. So, maybe there are many places one never gets over?
If you haven’t read it, here’s a link to an old post of mine on Uganda:
Kwaheri sassa. 😉
And Lichtenstein? C’est génial. 🙂 Glad you like him too.
Is there anywhere you haven’t been?!
Haha! Many places. Eastern Europe (except Praga) Middle East. Australia. Mainland China. As you may know we went to Asia in December and January. So I have now gone around the world. (Want to go back to Asia ASAP. Loved it).
Good for you! I’m so jelly.
Jelly as in green jelly? 😉
As in jealous but green also works!
🙂 I thought as much. Is that a Pierman expression? I’d never heard it before.
This one is not a Pierman!
Duly noted nonetheless. 🙂
Be good Alison
Wonderful trip down memory lane! Fantastic hairstyle you had…takes me way back😄
The last photo of the girls is my favorite….they look so happy!
Waaaay back. 🙂 I’m sure you wore tie-dye t-shirts?
And yes, the girls look happy. The photographer is very good at people. Now this was a vaccination campaign against meningitis, daughter #1 took a break between two residencies and went to Africa with Doctors without borders. The point is that all the women and children put on their very best clothes and jewelry to mark the vaccination as a very special event. 🙂
Oh yes and platform shoes and very short mini dresses!
And your mother complained about your short dresses as my father complained about my long hair. 😉
And we most certainly danced to the same music. 🙂
I really hate (and I rarely use this word) when differing ‘tribes’ deface ancient statues – this really upsets me a lot.
Me too. Happened in many places, including the great Buddhas of Bamiyan in Afghanistan. Of which I have original 1952 8mm footage. The faces of Buddha had been scraped. Not enough for the Talibans who blew the statues a while back. 😦
I guess the issue is that each robe thinks it’s the ‘right’ one and ‘stuff’ the rest of them. 😦
Each “robe”? 😉
Tribe maybe? 🙂
(That is probably why WWIII is building up)
War = loads of money (for the select few)
Definitely. The “Great depression” was not solved by Keynes or Roosevelt’s New deal. It was “solved” by WWII. Spend millions to build weapons. Then destroy as much stuff as you can. Dump the planes in the Pacific Ocean, and make a lot of money on reconstruction. Same old, same old. 😦
Revolution is nigh…
Green-eyed kitty is my favorite, of course 🙂
Faceless statues remind me of the Russian revolution 1917, and some others – like Ireland 2016. Humans usually tend to destroy cultural objects among everything else when they take over. Does it bring peace and happiness? Never.
And I thought you might like the kitty. She does look like “Minette”. 😉
Ah Minette, my love. I wish I ever met a cat like Minette. This green-eyed beauty looks a little bit like a cat we used to have when I grew up. A rabid fox got her. My Dad refused to take in another cat after she was gone.
Oh. How sad. (I too lost my cat when I was 7. Cried for days…) And it’s hard to replace them. But… we have to tread on. Do you have cats or other pets now?
No Brian. Would be irresponsible to have one in my situation. But my daughter’s family have chicken, a rabbit and a kestrel.
Chicken and rabbit? An interesting combination. What on earth is a kestrel?
Kestrel falcon, the smallest of falcons. Was found behind the garbage bins, couldn’t fly. Adopted, loved, cute little bird.
Thank you for the explanation. Just looked it up, it’s was we call “crécerelle” in French. And though the two names look different, they most certainly have the same origin. The smallest hawk, right? How lovely.
Yes, very cute, chatty.
Chatty? How wonderful. It must be quite tame then.
They can be tamed in a week 🙂 Very friendly creatures. Every morning the girls come to his enclosure and bring the rabbit to say hello. They get along well, all of them.
Fascinating. And it is friends with the rabbit? He doesn’t think “lunch”? 🙂
He is smaller than the rabbit 🙂
I’ve seen that you sent a picture on twitter. My mail is about to explode, but I will get to it. 🙂
Yes, it is him. He sleeps in the basement, but spends his days outside watching the kids 🙂 The cutest thing ever.
Only you could pull off hippos and Dolce and Gabana in the same post. 😁
Merci chère amie. I think you just summed up the pot-pourri concept: hippos and Dolce & Gabana. 😉
Hope you are finding your bearings. I’m enjoying Paris. Home is always good. At least for a short while. 😉