Thursday, 19 January 2017

Without The Monkey

When I opened the curtains yesterday morning  , it was  -6 Centigrade , the sky was clear and everything was rimed with frost .The big weeping willow on the other side of the river was a spectacular , glistening filigree but Picasa's gone on strike again  and won't show you my photo .

We'll just have to do with this poster instead and ignore the monkey , the large sticks and the ruin . 


Went to this exhibition of silhouettes a couple of weeks ago and loved it . They'd gathered a surprising number of pieces , many from private collections .
Apparently cutting silhouettes was extremely popular from the C17 onwards among Frisian gentlemen with time on their hands ; and elaborate ones like these were just the thing to present to the young lady you hoped to make your wife .
Some were made to commemorate a victory at sea or the death of a loved one , though the one shown on the poster isn't much bigger than a postcard and seems just to celebrate a day out with the lads . Or a stunning hoar frost like yesterday's .

4 comments:

rachel said...

Silhouettes are generally quite amazing, I think, and this one is lovely.

Debra She Who Seeks said...

I've always loved silhouettes. I'd enjoy seeing that exhibition too!

Mrs. Splapthing said...

Just a tip to the wise: Never ignore a monkey with a large stick.

lovethosecupcakes said...

Shame you couldn't post your frosty picture. We've had mostly sog here lately. Love the poster, monkey included.