Posts Tagged ‘History’

Fading Away

In Uncategorized on October 31, 2012 at 7:42 pm

Today I took a trip from my new house to the Victoria and Albert Museum. I went by myself as I find that it is easiest when I am on my own to appreciate the nice things that are on display at the museum but also absorb the amazing atmosphere that surrounds each of the pieces on display. Today I started in the medieval rooms where a lot of the items on display were to do with religion. 

I am not a very religious person but I took the time to appreciate how people lived and how much they relied and respected the religions which they lived by. One thing which I did notice was the number of statues and heads of important figures were scattered around the rooms. Some of the figures were worse for wear with their features and faces crumbling away from existence. The people who for that period of time were important enough to have themselves sculpted out of clay, stone or marble are sitting inside museums as their worst enemy works against them. 

Nobody knows who they are unless there is a small piece of paper next to them revealing who they are and what they were famous for. This is something sad to behold as in their lifetime they were very important and today we don’t really know why. As they sit inside the museums and their features wear away, leaving everything to the imagination as facial features disappear leaving unidentifiable bumps on their faces, it makes me wonder if their legacy is too wasting away. 

What happens when the historians and the people who maintain these statues of the significant people leave or move on. Will the statues be looked after and each individuals legacy continue. They were important however they have passed on, but I feel that it is too sad for the statues to waste away too. 

There should be some way in which as a the public stop the pattern of people in history slowly being forgotten or starting to become unrecognised both visually and also for what they have done in the past. They have been remembered for a reason, we need to remember that. 


Natural History Museum

In Uncategorized on April 17, 2012 at 7:18 pm

Natural History Museum

i love the real way that the sunshine brings out the try beauty in this photo. the amazing architecture of this building which has stood tall and grand in kensington for hundreds of years still amazes me. it was a beautiful day which i very much enjoyed and soaked up as much of the atmosphere surrounding me


In Uncategorized on March 31, 2012 at 7:32 am

I trawled through a drawer this morning, searching for two AA batteries attempting to replace the batteries in my alarm clock. Today finding batteries seems extremely old school because we all have mobile phones with alarms; most people also have radio alarms so their radio doubles up as an alarm clock. But I am content with my ancient alarm clock.

The batteries were buried right at the bottom of the drawer, as I discovered the scattering of loose batteries I also found numerous discarded items, which have collected there over the years. I found a vast collection of old cut string, shells from holidays, broken headphones and so many old phone chargers. These all combined together meant that it was impossible for me to see the wood on the bottom of the drawer, so I removed everything and scattered it across the room.

I then discovered a Barbie shoe, a scratched DVD and a large iron key. I could understand discovering all of the other items; they all had a story behind them. However this key was a mystery to me. I had never seen it before and didn’t know what it could possibly be a key for.

The key sat there as my imagination raced around thinking about where the key could be from and what the possibilities were regarding what the key could unlock. The large iron key would be able to be inserted into a grand lock, at the front of a grand house, a house with history. The key would be turned clicking in the lock opening the grand oak double doors as they are pulled open and the great hall is visible through the ever-increasing opening. The great hall radiates beauty and wealth to which I cannot imagine in my life today. The sweeping long luxurious curtains sweep from the floor to the ceiling letting in the glowing light through enormous windows.

As the light settles on the flowers pristinely organized in several large glittering vases, highlighting the beautiful colours of the flowers. Summer has begun, the cut flowers are now a regular key feature of the house the colours brightening the room. The door continues to open as the foot of the stairs is coming into view as eyes are caught and taken upwards towards the landing. The rich red of the carpet allows you to marvel, you continue to wonder what is to come.

The landing is the stage for the scandal of this grand house. The audience from the front door, the large key still in their hand, they view something, which they were not meant to see. In shock they stop and stare watching the events that follow. As the time goes on they realize, perhaps they should not watch any longer as this is not for them to see. The door slams shut, the key still in their hand as they recoil down the steps and back onto the street.

The key for now will sit in your drawer. The key, which we have never seen before, will stay there meaning that your imagination will wander never quite knowing the truth, but it is more entertaining to plot rather than know the truth.


the national portrait gallery

In Uncategorized on March 19, 2012 at 8:51 am

Yesterday I went to the national portrait gallery on Trafalgar Square with my friend George and we took half of the day to look around the inspirational hub that is the gallery. We wandered around marveling at the grand pictures and paintings around us. The huge paintings, which shadowed over us left us in awe at the way they were created.

The subjects of the paintings would have had to sit still in times gone by for hours on end. The amount of detail could not have been captured quickly on camera or with a photograph; they were all painted by hand each pattern and texture individually crafted. The amount that was captured is even more impressive than those included in photographs.

It just left me imagining a time when to capture anything which I wanted to remember or keep I would have had to hand draw it and capture it in my own way.

The one thing, which really stood out for me, was that there was one tiny image of Jane Austen. Jane Austen. She sold millions of books worldwide, there have been several films made based on the books she crafted and overall has been a major success. Yet there is this one-penciled drawing, captured by her sister, to reflect her success. Jane Austen was very shy, yet she has given us the gift of many beautiful books and stories. The fact that she never asked for a large painting to be created of her meant that the small pencil drawing was the most important and most impressive piece of artwork in the entire gallery.

She left such a literary legacy yet we barely know what she looked like. This creates a sense of intrigue about her; it has inspired me to read the rest of her work. 

Brilliant Day.

In Uncategorized on February 22, 2012 at 8:54 pm

Today I had an amazing day. It consisted of spending time with a friend just roaming around London. It makes me realise what a beautiful city I live in. 

The surroundings of the places I visited today was just unbelievable. The variety of buildings, of designs, the amount of history tucked in every corner is amazing. How I have missed this before is beyond me. It may have helped that I was with someone who made it so fun, just chatting and laughing from Green Park all the way to Waterloo and then towards Covent Garden. 

I was just taking in the sights from half past 10 until half past 4 struggling to take in the designs and the history that has stacked up around us. Enjoying a coffee we visited St James Park which is the oldest of the Royal Parks in London, we viewed the wide range of birds which inhabit the park including pelicans, herons, seagulls and many, many pigeons! In 1603, it was ordered that the park be drained and landscaped, and kept exotic animals in the park, including camels,crocodiles, and an elephant, as well as aviaries of exotic birds along the south. If only it had been kept this way, we could have enjoyed a zoo visit as well! 

We then moved on to the Temple Church just off of Fleet Street. A hidden gem of historic significance  which you would not expect to find in the district most fondly associated with the newspaper industry. The Temple Church is a late-12th-century church built for and by the Knights Templar as their English headquarters. I got an unbelievable sense on nostalgia thinking about the presence of the knights and noblemen who would have visited this historic place. As I stood there taking in my surroundings I began to imagine what the surrounding area would have been like. 

I could not have wished for a better day.