Rigaud and Handel

In yesterday’s post we were in the Private Chapel of St James at Great Packington and found no sculpture worth mentioning. Actually there are two recumbent plaster images succinctly dismissed by Pevsner as “rather bad”.

The Private Chapel of St James

It’s lunchtime on James Miller’s sculpture tour in Warwickshire and Northants. (Why do some English counties have an abbreviation and others don’t? It is not the case in Ireland.) Cars roll onto the greensward outside the Private Chapel of St James at Great Packington. Following instructions we park in a huge circle, car bonnets facing… Continue reading The Private Chapel of St James

The Beagle Has Landed

Not all the news is bad. There was an item in The Guardian this week noting that the urban bird population is increasing and is more diverse because of the popularity of bird feeders charged with nutritious and tempting food.

Les Nabis

Les Nabis is not a name with which I was familiar. It is an artistic movement that fizzled out in 1900 after only twelve years. Some of the members’ names are familiar: Bonnard, Vuillard, Maurice Denis, Sérusier, Ranson and Valloton. Be very careful writing about them because spell-check prefers Nazis to Nabis.

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Calixto’s Carmen

He is well-known in opera houses across mainland Europe; his style has been likened to Quentin Tarantino or Pedro Almodovar; he is a 55 year-old Spanish opera director from Barcelona; he is Calixto Bieito.

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Big Cheese

I’m sorry, I’ll write that again – big trees. This is a Maclura Pomifera named after William Maclure, an American geologist born in Scotland. The Pomifera means fruit-bearing. It should be named after William Dunbar, another Scotsman, who identified it in 1804 when he was travelling from the Mississippi River to the Ouachita River.

The Urban Birder

Remember the Urban Spaceman? I’m the urban spaceman, baby; I’ve got speed I’ve got everything I need I’m the urban spaceman, baby; I can fly I’m a supersonic guy.

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Llangwm Lit Fest

When I was born there was just one, founded in 1949 in Cheltenham. Another one started in Yorkshire in 1973 and in the 1980s they proliferated. Could be country house operas or building societies but no cigar.

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