Showing posts with label people. Show all posts
Showing posts with label people. Show all posts

Monday, May 15, 2017

Central Park - from Hallett to Belvedere

I could spend an entire NYC vacation in Central Park and it wouldn’t get old. Every time we visit, I get a new perspective of the 842-acre refuge: sometimes seasonal, other times depending on the area we visit or the company we bring. We returned to southern border of Central Park on this particular visit, but skipped the crowded paths for a visit to the newly-opened Hallett Nature Sanctuary – read about it here.

View from 5th Ave Subway Station stairs

From the Sanctuary we headed north past the Dairy Visitor Center and Gift Shop, one of the Central Park Conservancy's five visitor centers. Park architect and designer Calvert Vaux originally created this Victorian cottage as a retreat for children and their parents, the Dairy becoming a source of fresh milk and snacks in the 19th century. By the 1950s the neglected building was an eyesore, and the Parks Department tore down the loggia and turned it into a maintenance shed. In 1979 the building was restored and became the Park's first visitor center, and in 1980 the loggia was recreated from historic photographs.


After crossing Center Drive we found ourselves on the Central Park Mall. The Mall, a quadruple row of American elms, is one of the largest and last remaining stands of American elms in North America. The majestic trees form a cathedral above the Park’s widest pedestrian path, the only straight line within Central Park. At the south end of the mall lies the Literary Walk, with statues of well-known figures such as William Shakespeare, Sir Walter Scott and Robert Burns. At the north end of the mall is Bethesda Terrace (see my post Central Park, Mussels and More). The stretch provides some of the best people watching in the entire park. In addition to the visitors out for a stroll, you’ll find vendors and entertainers of all sorts; we stopped to watch a student from Japan advertising haircuts with a sign indicating that his goal is to cut hair in 100 countries. He quickly found a taker and soon had a line of customers, not to mention the crowd that established to watch him work.


Once we reached Bethesda Terrace it was just a matter of finding a seat at the fountain for more people watching. The fountain sculpture was the first major public commission for a major work of art in NYC to go to a woman, Emma Stebbins. A bronze, winged angel carries a lily in one hand, and with the other hand blesses the water below which flows from an upper basin to the pool surrounding the four cherubs, Temperance, Purity, Health, and Peace. Also called the Angel of the Waters, the statue refers to the Gospel of John, where there is a description of an angel blessing the Pool of Bethesda, giving it healing powers.


The arcade in the lower passage features Minton tile ceiling, the only known example of Minton encaustic ceramic tiles used in a suspended ceiling. The majority of the nearly 16,000 tiles had been in storage for more than 20 years before the 2007 unveiling of a $7 million restoration by the Central Park Conservancy.


Adjacent to Bethesda Terrace is Cherry Hill fountain, a Victorian-era stone water fountain. It was the perfect time to visit as the cherry trees were in full bloom, and among all the visitors taking photos was a couple taking their wedding photographs. From this vantage point there is also a great view of The Lake and Bow Bridge, the 60ft cast iron bridge with a walkway constructed of ipe, a South American hardwood that turns a deep red when wet.


We ended up doubling back to The Mall for a short spell, and the boys found a performance artist with a tub full of soapy water and enormous bubble wands. If you ask them, it was probably a highlight of our visit.


Passing through Bethesda Terrace once more, Lauris spotted a man writing personalized poems and got his very own literary souvenir of the day in Central Park. Not a bad way to spend a day – sitting on the terrace and writing poems for tips...


Past the Boathouse is the border of the formal gardens with The Ramble, 38 acres of winding pathways through what was described by creator Frederick Law Olmsted as a "wild garden." Famous for urban bird watching opportunities (approximately 230 species have been documented), visitors can find a secluded spot for a picnic, listen to the gurgle of the man-made stream, or just enjoy a stroll through the woods. Or, if you're like us, take a break in  a grassy area to test dozens of paper airplanes...


North of 79th Street is Belvedere Castle overlooking Turtle Pond. Named for the Italian meaning "beautiful view," the panoramic views of the Delacorte Theater, the Great Lawn, Turtle Pond and the Ramble are exceptional.


The 1869 castle was originally designed to be a Victorian Folly, a structure without a real purpose. However, in 1919 the National Weather Service began taking measurements from the tower, and the castle is still used for this purpose today. Rainfall, wind speed & wind direction are recorded and sent to the weather service's forecast office at Brookhaven National Library on Long Island.


From Belvedere we headed west through the 4-acre Shakespeare Garden, where spectacular blooms and landscaping are accompanied by plaques featuring quotes from the garden’s namesake. The garden features plants mentioned in Shakespeare’s poems and plays (such as columbine, primrose, wormwood, quince, lark’s heel, rue, eglantine, flax and cowslip), and is designed to resemble the Bard’s native English countryside.

Fritillaria imperialis, a charming fence, and snowdrops

We emerged from the park at the Museum of Natural History, and although the boys would have loved to stop at the Diana Ross playground, we still had a subway ride back to Brooklyn ahead of us. Having settled for a snack, we descended to the subway (with its mosaic depicting the nighttime constellations), tired but in wonderment of all that we had seen that day. The next day we would be celebrating Easter, our final day in New York before returning home.



Friday, June 21, 2013

Latvia - A Legacy of Singing

I often get asked what Latvia is most famous for, the implication that being a country roughly the size of West Virginia (<25,000 square miles), it can’t be well known for much. And the sad truth is that in recent years Latvia has appeared negatively in the news accompanying human trafficking stories, has been advertised as a stag party destination for “boozy British tourists”, and most recently was mentioned yesterday the world over with the burning of the Castle of Rīga, Rīgas PilsAlthough a majority of people I meet today at least know that Latvia is a country (in contrast to 15 years ago when more often than not I would be met with a blank stare, or with a “where’s that?”), I often find myself explaining the geographical location, climate, or answering the question of what the country I consider my homeland (despite being born in Chicago) is best known for.

What Latvia should be best known for is its rich cultural tradition. The Latvian folk song, or daina, is a form of oral literary art, and has long been considered a distinguishing feature of the Latvian identity. Dating back over 1,000 years, there have been more than 1.2 million different dainas identified, and something close to 30,000 melodies; no other peoples in the world can lay claim to such an extensive oral history preserved in song. In addition, these folk songs are still sung today, and you will rarely find a celebration or gathering without singing, especially at the Jāņi celebrations taking place this weekend.

Source: Diena.lv


"To the Latvian the dainas are more than a literary tradition. They are the very embodiment of his cultural heritage, left by forefathers whom history had denied other, more tangible forms of expression. These songs thus form the very core of the Latvian identity and singing becomes one of the identifying qualities of a Latvian." (Vaira Vīķe-Freiberga, former President of the Republic of Latvia, Journal of Baltic Studies, 1975.)

What Latvia should be famous for, is the incredible wealth of customs and traditions, starting with singing and folk dancing, but including everything from the national foods such as kliņģeris, pīrāgi, Jāņu siers, skābie kāposti, šprotes, etc. to the woven goods, the woodcarvings, the amber jewelry and the literature. Starting with a beautiful language that is one of the oldest of the Indo-European languages, to the stunning physical beauty of the beaches, forests, rivers and old cities in the country itself; Latvia’s riches lie in its people, natural beauty and its culture.

Sources: here, here, here and here

Tālavas taurētājs, Rūdolfs Blaumanis
Uz Tālavas biezajiem siliem Nakts pelēkus palagus klāj; Pār klusiem koku galiem Jodi un murgi jāj.
Dus Miervaldis savā pilī, Guļ viņa ļaužu pulks, Guļ vaidelaiši un sargi, Un zīmju gudrais tulks.
Tik augstākās egles galā Taurētājs nomodā, Tas spiego pēc ienaidnieka Tuvu un tālumā.
Te it kā pa sapņiem tam liekas, Ka  slepeni soļi čab, Ka šķēpi pašķindētu, Ka zirgu pakavi klab.
Un troksnis ap egli ceļas, Un bultas augšup skrien, Un asu cirvju zobi Egles stumbrā lien.
“Šurp tauri! Kāp zemē! Ciet klusu! Tu glābsi sev dzīvību; Mēs algosim tevi ar zeltu, Ar godu, ar brīvību!”
“Mans zelts ir mana tauta, Mans gods ir viņas gods! Kas postīdams viņu šausta, Uz pekli lai rauj to jods!”
Un taurētājs pūš ar spēku, Ka koku galotnes trīc, - Un lejā atskan lāsti, Un bultas spindz un sīc.
Mirdz lāpu sarkanā uguns, Sāk cirtiens uz cirtiena līt; Dreb, šūpojas staltā egle, Un brakš, un gāžas, un krīt.
Un taurētāja krūti Šķēpi un cirvji šķeļ, Bet taures skaņas pilī No miega Miervaldi ceļ.
Un viņš un viņa pulki Uz cīņu kājas aun, Un šķēpnešiem pretī drāžas, Dzen stiegnājā tos un kaun…
Bet uzvaras gaviļu svētkos Meitenes vaiņagus pin, Un varoni sirmā māte  Sniegbaltos autos tin.
Uz sārta vietu tam taisa No ozolu pazariem Un līgava puķēm to kaisa, Un dzintara gabaliem.
Un kamēr svaidītās liesmas Pie dieviem jaunekli nes, Dzied vīri tam slavas dziesmas, Raud žēli meitenes.

Source: here
What Latvia should be making headlines with, is the XXV Vispārējie latviešu Dziesmu un XV Deju svētki (Nationwide Latvian Song and Dance Festival) that will be taking place in a few weeks in Rīga (June 30 – July 7). Held every five years, the first festival was in 1873. The festival is a key component of the Latvian cultural identity, and the festivals since 1991 have seen about 30,000 members including the choirs, folk dancers, brass bands, traditional music ensembles, harpists and vocal ensembles. The folk dancing lieluzvedums is expected to showcase 15,000 dancers, and the culmination of the weeklong festival is the closing concert in open-air venue Mežaparks, featuring a combined choir of over 15,000 singers. I’ve attended smaller Latvian song and dance festivals in the US and Canada (even danced and sung in more than a few!), but I hope you’ll join me on my journey to Latvia to experience the 25th Nationwide Latvian Song and Dance Festival, my first in Rīga. For a nation with a population of 2.058 million that languished for years under Soviet occupation, the song and dance festival is a celebration of freedom, of culture, of life, and I can’t wait to join in.



Manai dzimtenei, Raimonds Pauls, Jānis Peters

Es redzu – nāk vīri pelēkos vadmalas svārkos. Ir 1873.gads. Dimd Rīga un pirmie dziedāšanas svētki ir sākušies ...

Man stāstīja Daugaviņ’, Kā liktenis vīdamās, Dziesma savus svētkus svin, Ar bāliņu celdamās.
Tā dziedāja bāleliņš, Pret likteni stāvēdams Viņa dziesmā gadu simts Kā mūžiņis krāsojās.

Vēl nāks Piektais gads, asins lietus līs, Un visaugstākās priedes nolauzīs.
Iesim strēlniekos, dziesma vētru sēs. Mūžam gaismas pils kalnā gavilēs.

Lai balstiņis vīdamās Pār novadu aizvijās. Dziesma savus svētkus svin, Ar bāliņu celdamās.
Tā dziedāja bāleliņš,Ar Daugavu nemirstīgs Viņa dziesmā gadu simts Kā mūžiņis krāsojās.
Cauri sirdīm mums lauztās priedes augs Jaunā gaitā mūs jauni rīti sauks.
Tālāk mūžībā, dziedot iesim mēs. Mūžam gaismas pils kalnā gavilēs.



Thursday, April 26, 2012

The people of Barcelona


Playing boule in the park next to Sagrada Familia

From all the cities in Europe I have visited, Barcelona is my favorite.

Texting "Honey, will you come pick me up? I found the pair of shoes I was looking for"

There are quite a few famous reasons, like Gaudí, but I base my choice on other grounds as well: the tapas, the historic Catedral, the flamboyant Ramblas, the green spaces, la Boquería, the magnificent architecture, the ocean… the people!

"You missed one"

I am already formulating my list for returning. I wish to stop on Costa Brava on my return trip to Barcelona, witness a sardana dance, eat more tapas, enjoy the nightlife, visit Museu Picasso, see the “Magic” fountains, hit the beach…

Just another day, clocking off the construction site... at Sagrada Familia

There are the places in this world that have a magnetism that draw me back again and again. To that list I add Barcelona.

Santa Maria del Mar square

Monday, March 19, 2012

People enjoying Provence


Taking a break with the panorama of Cassis behind, still shrouded by fog 


Four lifelong friends watching the ducks in the Jardin de la Fontaine in Nîmes
(and if I have to explain what the ducks were doing, this would not be a family blog)


Mother and child silhouetted, crossing to Pont St-Bénezet in Avignon


Impressive mustache watching the day at a café in Cassis

The pétanque players and their audience in Nîmes

Graffiti artists(?) at lunch on Cap Canaille

Fishing the waters under Pont du Gard

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