66, Cape Vidal

No, 66 Cape Vidal is not an address. 66 is the age I turned yesterday; Cape Vidal, or somewhere like it – open skies, wide open spaces, carefree and at ease like the geezer with his fishing rod – is where I should have been on my birthday. Needless to say, I wasn’t. Just another…

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Dusk, Kalk Bay

Interviewer: Dusk at Kalk Bay – tell me about this image. (PS click on the image to enlarge). Me: No. Not right now, anyway. Rob and I are getting packed and heading out shortly to spend the long weekend – it’s the Youth Day weekend, here in South Africa – in the Magaliesberg. Interviewer: Ah!…

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Zurich Altstadt – Signs and Figures

Zurich Altstadt: Signs & Figures. I suppose you can’t really ‘get’ the soul of a city, a spirit of place, from a (literally) flying visit, a one-day random perambulation through streets and squares, along the river and over its bridges, beside its churches and fountains – and yet, as I mentioned in my first post…

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Zurich fountains – three more images

As promised in yesterday’s post, here are three more images of fountains in Zurich’s Altstadt. You will see that I have done one more in black and white, but with a harder edge to it than yesterday’s more ethereal image. The other images insisted on being done in colour – in the one case, as…

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Zurich Fountains # 1

On Tuesday morning I stumbled off the plane in Zurich after an overnight flight from Toronto, with a day to spend before climbing back on board another plane for another long flight, overnight to Johannesburg. Why I would punish this 65 year-old body like this, I don’t know. I took the train downtown, to the…

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Cava and tapas at the Mercado de San Miguel

Cava and tapas at the Mercado de San Miguel – could there be a more perfect way to celebrate the end of a fabulous trip to Spain than in Madrid, a stone’s throw away from the Plaza Mayor, washing down olives and shrimp and delicacies galore with some fine pink fizz? Two weeks on the…

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La Mezquita, Cordoba – a photographic portfolio

La Mezquita in Cordoba, I wrote in a recent post, is a Christian cathedral emerging from the ribs of a Moorish mosque – and it is precisely this amalgam and emergence, this blending and superceding, that I find so infinitely absorbing and rewarding, such fertile soil for the kind of historical imagining and understanding that…

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Circumnavigating La Mezquita in Cordoba

La Mezquita simply takes possession of old Cordoba: vast, sprawling, the Christian cathedral emerging from the ribs of the Moorish Mosque, its bulk and presence are unignorable. It’s a good idea to circumnavigate before you enter: wander the surrounding streets, catch glimpses of the spire from narrow alleyways or see it from up high, from…

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The palace gardens of the Alcazar de los Reyes Cristianos in Cordoba, Spain

The gardens of the Alcazar de los Reyes Cristianos, in Cordoba, Spain – set within the medieval walls and towers of a palace that the Catholic monarch Alfonso XI built in the 15th century upon the site of Visigoth and Moorish forts – have that ‘Cordoba quality’ I mentioned in an earlier post: a sense…

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Cordoba Portfolio, in colour and monochrome

This portfolio of black and white images of Cordoba includes one image in colour – a quiet corner, two buildings intersecting, and a tree and its shadow intermingled. And then there is that splash of red, like blood…. I could have done it in monochrome, but suffused as it is with the afternoon light it…

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Cordoba, The Puente Romano

I think our first evening in Cordoba pretty much did it for us. We had driven up from Granada, in our hired baby Mercedes, taking a road less travelled through miles upon miles of hills and olive groves, and dropped off the car, and found our hotel – a still oasis in the soporific heat…

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Small-town Andalucia

Small-town Andalucia – those slightly run-down settlements you find on the road from Granada to Cordoba, for instance, places that are not on the tourist route, that are a little hard-scrabble, impoverished – still surprise, with their Moorish keeps, their sense of history. But it is a pre-democracy Spain you sense here – the Spain…

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