The Swedish magazine Allers Familj-Journal published this drawing (coloured by me) in 1904:
Catastrophes, wars, terrorism, ecological disasters, deadly diseases, poverty .... The list of tragedies - both personal and public - is endless. Every day and hour media, politicians, experts - and charlatans - bring us a never ending barrage of bad things. No wonder that many people feel depressed and weary. This blog tries - in a modest and personal way - to contribute to a more balanced view. After all, there is so much to appreciate and enjoy in life ...
Showing posts with label Moscow. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Moscow. Show all posts
Thursday, 4 January 2018
Friday, 9 November 2012
The Moscow Kremlin in the 1880s
The exterior of the Moscow Kremlin, a UNESCO World Heritage Site, has not changed very much since the 1880s:
The Moscow Kremlin in the 1880s |
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A contemporary view of the Kremlin (Wikipedia) |
Tuesday, 10 May 2011
Unique photographs of Moscow before the bolsheviks took over
The American horse writer Murray Howe visited Moscow in 1909. During his stay he took 400 photopgraphs of people, places and horses, wrote articles for the Horse Review - and got arrested several times for taking unauthorized pictures! Many of the unique photos can be viewed on this flicks site:
Vintage Photographs of Moscow 1909
Slide show
These a excellent pictures of great historical interest. Have a look, if you have not visited the site!
PS
Why not let this wonderful old Russian romance accompany your viewing:
Performed by Ekaterina Yurovskaya
"Nishchaya" (A Beggar) romance
Winter, snow falling, strong wind.
At the church entrance there stands an old woman,
She is alone, dressed in rugs,
waiting for alms
With her cane she is there, winter and summer,
standing with her bare feet...
Give her alms,please give her alms.
I will tell you that this old woman
just 20 years ago, was a poet's dream
and Glory weaved a garland for her.
When she was singing on stage,
Paris was delighted, nobody could compete with her...
Give her alms, oh give her alms.
After the concert she was surrounded by crowds,
Young people, with admiration, would shout "bravo"!
What a splendid words she heard from her guests;
when we are happy, everybody wants to be friends with you,
but when you are in grieve,
those friends are not around ,
yes, those friends are not around.
It was the will of the Providence, that she fell ill,
lost her voice and vision, and now walks around alone.
It used to be that beggar was not afraid
to come to her for alms,
but she is ashamed to ask you for alms,
so give her alms,
yes, give her alms.
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