Death and Taxes

18th Century Headstone, Saint Philip's Cemetery, Charleston, SC  © Doug Hickok


Charleston is known for its beautiful 18th century funerary art. Its historic cemeteries feature ornate headstones, such as this one in the graveyard of Saint Philip's Church. The portrait of the woman encircled on this stone displays the fashion of the times. While fashions have changed dramatically over the centuries, a few things have not. Even in 18th century Charleston, citizens could not escape paying taxes nor avoid what we ultimately all must face.

Rustica Red Chairs

Two Red Chairs, Pizza Rustica, Charleston, SC  © Doug Hickok


My wife and I used to grab slices of fresh pizza at this little restaurant when we were walking around Charleston. It was a favorite spot of ours, near King Street. But the restaurant business is very competitive and although the hand made pizza was varied and delicious, the shop eventually closed down. Another restaurant is there now. I have no idea what it is. Time continues at its constant pace. No moment can ever be lived over. Which is why a solid foundation, steady and reliable, is invaluable,
like coming home to loved ones after a long day at work.


Here's to memorable moments with loved ones!

The Whole World in His Hand?

Statue of Charlemagne, San Luigi dei Francesi, Rome, Italy  ©  Doug Hickok


 This imposing sculpture of Charlemagne (Charles the Great) adorns the exterior of the Church of St. Louis of the French, the French National church of Rome. This baroque basilica is famous for its masterworks of art, including the Caravaggio painting I linked you to on Monday's post.

Charlemagne, often referred to as Pater Europae (Father of Europe) was the first Holy Roman Emperor and united most of Western Europe in a time of strife and darkness.  Maybe that's why he's got the whole world in his hand... though the small size of the orb seems to indicate that the emperor may have had a magnificently large ego.

Hope you have a magnificent weekend!

Mist in the Cove

Cades Cove Meadow, Great Smoky Mountain National Park, Tennessee  © Doug Hickok


When the Great Smoky Mountain National Park was established, the plan was to allow Cades Cove to return to its natural, original condition. But the plan was changed when park authorities decided to keep the meadows intact, and to preserve the old cabins, churches and mills.

Today a loop road encircles the secluded mountain valley making it possible for modern day visitors to get a glimpse of the 1800's, of a place that seems like a time capsule of pioneer life 150 years ago. You can see part of the loop road (along the fence line) in this picture, which also shows smoky mists rising from the valley.

Road Curving into Autumn Woods

Cades Cove, Great Smoky Mountain National Park, Tennessee  © Doug Hickok



This dirt road leads off the beaten path of the Cades Cove Auto Tour, and winds its way through forest to an old 19th century church. Like a Robert Frost poem, the autumn colors and curving road take us back to another time that we recognize in our distant memories or dreams.


We like Cades Cove so much that we named our son Adam Cade (because "Adam Great Smoky Mountain National Park Hickok" seemed a bit much).

A Fine Mountain Cabin

Henry Whitehead Cabin, Cades Cove,
Great Smoky Mountain National Park, Tennessee  © Doug Hickok


A well worn path leads to this old cabin in Cades Cove, a low area surrounded by peaks in Great Smoky Mountain National Park. The cove is preserved to look similar to the way it did in the 1800's. It may not look like it, but this cabin was once one of the finest ones in the mountain valley. Built in 1898 by a widower for his new wife Matilda, it had a brick chimney, which was rare in those days because mountain folk had to actually make the bricks themselves out of the clay soil. It was the only square-sawed log home (thick, well insulated walls with very little space between logs) in Cades Cove. And it is the only one of its kind left in the park. Because of this, the cabin is considered a transition house from the early rough built cabins of the pioneers to the modern frame structures that became popular in a later era.

True to the rugged individual spirit of these cove residents, when the Federal government set aside lands for the formation of the National Park, which included Cades Cove, the valley people resisted the most. But by 1937 the last resident was forced to move out.

The Emergence of Autumn

Fall Foliage, Blue Ridge Parkway, North Carolina  © Doug Hickok

Deciduous tress begin changing color as autumn dabs the mountain sides like a painter brushing his canvas. As the leafy greens, oranges and reds emerge, the variety of plant species in the Appalachian ecology become more apparent.

The dramatic chiaroscuro light spotlighting the mountain side is from sunlight momentarily bursting through dark storm clouds. This type of theatrical lighting was favored by the Italian painter Caravagio who used it to great effect in some of his masterworks.

Photo note: This image was made on Velvia 35mm slide film several years ago during a road trip to the Blue Ridge Mountains.

Cathedral Spaces

Cathedral of Saint John the Baptist, Charleston, SC  © Doug Hickok

Beneath Folly Beach Pier at Sunrise, Folly Beach, SC  © Doug Hickok

Oak Lined Road to Botany Bay, Edisto Beach, SC  © Doug Hickok


This post was inspired by MT and Keebs.

Mad as a Hatter

Hat Man Sign, Broad Street, Charleston, SC  Doug Hickok


Most readers are familiar with the frenzied Mad Hatter in Lewis Carroll's fantasy Alice in Wonderland. If you haven't read the book then you may be familiar with Johnny Depp's eccentric interpretation of the character in the movie version. There is actually truth to the phrase "mad as a hatter". In the 19th century, mercury nitrate was used in making felt hats. Hat makers exposed to this chemical could eventually contract St. Vitus' Dance, (Sydenham's chorea) a nervous disorder which causes frenetic jerking behavior.

This image shows Charleston's Hat Man, a painted sign discovered on the side of a building on Broad Street during renovation. It marks the place which used to be a haberdashery. It is a curiosity, a downtown landmark most people walk past without noticing. Mad as it may seem, the figure is made almost entirely of hats, hats of all sorts.

Oh Man, Oh Man... Friday!

Sunrise over Sea Oats, Folly Beach, SC  © Doug Hickok


In Daniel Defoe's classic novel, the castaway Robinson Crusoe happily discovers a companion on his deserted island (on a Friday), and names him Man Friday. 
Little did he know he continued a long tradition of welcoming Fridays 
that dates back to ancient times.

The Roman word for the sixth day of the week was dies Veneris, a day dedicated to Venus (who wouldn't mind welcoming the sight of this renown goddess of beauty?). In Norse mythology, the counterpoint of Venus was Freyja, hence Friday, from the Old English interpretation of the word. Freyja was the goddess of love and marriage. So it is no surprise that Norsemen considered Freyja's day one of good luck, and they often 
held weddings on this day, another reason to celebrate the arrival of Fridays.

So I welcome Friday with open arms, and thankfulness for the start of a new weekend.

Here's to Friday... Prosit!

Foghorn

East Quoddy Lighthouse, Campobello Island, New Brunswick, Canada  © Doug Hickok


If you ever wanted to know what a lighthouse foghorn (diaphone) looks like, this is it. Even though it is pointed toward the ground, the sound it makes is loud and carries
long distances. It operates by forcing compressed air through an apparatus, making extremely powerful low frequency notes. So don't stand next to one when it is blowing. This one, by the way, was quiet.

East Quoddy Lighthouse is one of the oldest in Canada. Although it is unmanned, it serves an important function in warning fishing vessels of the treacherous rocks
at the tip of Campobello Island. And it is especially useful for guiding boats through the dense Bay of Fundy fogs.

Homage to Rothko too

Old Red and Yellow Door, Auburn, Alabama  © Doug Hickok



The color on this old door is so vibrant...
so strong that it creates a visual tension.
I have to slip my sunglasses on while looking at the screen to keep my eyes from going bonkers...

(look here for the first Homage to Rothko.) 

An Impromptu Note on Music History

Gate Scroll at Night, Porter's Lodge, College of Charleston, Charleston, SC  © Doug Hickok

Probably not on this date, sometime in the 1920's, Louis Armstrong is thought to have started scat singing when he misplaced the lyrics to a song. So the charismatic trumpeter improvised by performing his song by making instrumental sounds with his voice.

 (Psst... if you listen closely, you will hear politicians making similar nonsense sounds when orating, but in a less musical way.) 

Give scat singing a try in the privacy of your home, at your earliest convenience. 

I promise, you will have a blast!


A skeep beep dee bop bop boo!

Outlier

Fox Theatre and Bank of America Plaza, Atlanta, Georgia  © Doug Hickok


Situated among towering skyscrapers and modern edifices, the Moorish style of the Fox Theatre stands apart from the group, daring to be different. Coming soon to the theatre for a performance is the Celtic Thunder group. Celtic music and Islamic architecture in the heart of the old South. My how times have changed. What would Scarlet have thought of that?

Saint Stephen's Sunday

Pavement, Saint Stephen's Basilica, Budapest, Hungary  © Doug Hickok


A splendid, swirling star motif adorns the paved square in front of 
Saint Stephen's in Budapest.



Photo note: Like yesterday's post, today's image was photographed on Velvia slide film using a 24mm wide angle lens.

Behind the Dunes

Valley of Dune Grass, Oregon Dunes National Recreation Area, Oregon  © Doug Hickok


On the leeward side of Oregon's coastal dunes grow swales of thick dune grasses, illuminated here by late afternoon sunlight.


Photo note: This image was caught on Velvia slide film using a 24mm wide angle lens.

Arno Reflection

Uffizi Gallery Reflected in the Arno River, Florence, Italy  © Doug Hickok


The famous Uffizi Art Gallery shimmers as a reflection in the Arno River, the warm tonalities of the mellowed stone highlighted by afternoon sun. This picture was shot from the medieval Ponte Vecchio bridge which spans the river.

Moonlight Promenade

Moonlight Reflecting on Charleston Harbor, East Battery, Charleston, SC  © Doug Hickok


Perhaps the most romantic setting in Charleston is walking the promenade along the high battery on a balmy moonlit night.

Starry Night?

Carpet and Column, Esquire Theatre, Cincinnati, OH  © Doug Hickok


Pure Imagination

Nocturnal Stairway

Stairway at Night, Maritime Center, Charleston, SC  © Doug Hickok


A dream of climbing steps up, up, up into the unknown...
thoughts traveling to distant destinations.
Awaking... yearning to travel as freely as those thoughts.