Friday’s Library Snapshot … Jenny Uglow and Thomas Bewick
Nature’s Engraver : a life of Thomas Bewick by Jenny Uglow
This is a fairly new acquisition in our reference library here at Specials Collections. It complements our wide collection of books about and by Thomas Bewick. Of late I have seen many books of this type but only have time to give them a cursory glance before I shelve them.
I always promise myself time for a revisit. Unfortunately, I get taken over by events or books about other artists like William Morris or Eric Gill and more.
For this item I did make time; the perfect history book with the usual facts and figures; but for me lots of images and much social comment.
Berwick was born beside the river Tyne 250 years ago; into farming and mining family. He was a poor scholar but from a child he was interested in nature and art and found every opportunity to draw; even in the margins his school books; in the style of Hogarth.
At the age of 14 he was an apprentice to Ralph Beilby an engraver in Newcastle. Here he learned wood engraving and developed the craft using hard wood with tools that would have been generally used with metal. He went on to revolutionise and influence book illustration for the next century.
Berwick’s story also captures and marks the beginning of our lasting obsession with the natural world …
A General History of Quadrupeds appeared in 1790 and Bewick’s great achievement, and the History of British Birds, was published from 1797-1804.
Gallery … Delicate
Alphabe Thursday … K is for Ka …
Ka is the first letter of the Sanskrit alphabet. Sanskrit is the classical language of India; a member of the Indo-European family of languages including English, Welsh Latin and Greek.It is usually written and printed in a script called Devanagari which means ‘script of the gods.’ which can be traced back to the fourth century BC.
Ka is also the first letter of the Tibetan Alphabet. This is one of many similarities between the two languages. These suggests that although Tibetan was member Tibeto-Burman group of languages and possibly a distant cousin of Chinese it was adapted from Sanskrit. In the seventh century a writing system was introduced in the monasteries of Tibet for the first translations of Buddhist texts.
100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups – Week#52
Prompt … together the flame …
Fire, earth and wind are symbols of life; forces of hope and source of all energy. A powerful image demonstrated by the Olympic flame; here in the UK for the last few weeks.
For a while we forget those in Tibet whose hope for the future diminishes and the flame brings despair. Tibetans have lived with oppression and ethnic cleansing for decades. A lone youth prostrates 108 more times before the Potala Palace; winter retreat of the Dalai Lama. He stands defiantly in the shadow of Chinese power; dowses his body with petrol and strikes a match … together the flame and hope dies.
Last week I learned that …
Last week I learned that life is hard enough without learning about it in a foreign language.
I am not the best communicator; even in English. So when I discovered that my daughter’s partner was Brazilian, who I might add speaks good English, I did foresee many difficulties.
These of course have been overcome or are not a problem.
The language differences at first were stressful for my daughter; because she had to translate a lot. This has improved as the relationship grew and understanding on both sides developed.
This year for the first time my husband and I spent a holiday in their home in Rio. They live in the favela Babilonia.
One night we sat after a meal listening to the noises of the night. Nearby we heard a man wailing a drunken song .
I asked my son-in-law ‘What he was singing?’
He replied ‘’ My heart is in pieces’
‘Oh dear poor man, I wonder what has happened to cause this unholy row?’
My imagination went into overdrive.
‘No! the song is my heart is in peace(s)’
‘He has much peace … he is happy!’ he added.
So the conversation went on; not about the poor soul and his broken heart or his great happiness.
Rather more about the irregularity of the English language and the intricacies of translation.
Weekly Photo Challenge … Purple
Silent Sunday … triumph
Saturday’s Supplication …
Today my wish is simple. It is a my son-in-law’s birthday. Although he is not married to my daughter their relationship in Brazil is recognised in law as a ‘stable union.’ So along with certain legal rights; they both now have a family of in-laws. Adilson has a mother-in- law and I have a son-in-law, of whom I am proud and delighted to have. He is my second son-in- law and I have a daughter-in-law with whom I share a loving bond.
This relationship is often ridiculed and a object of cruel humour and certainly underrated
I bring honour and celebrate my extended family and today especially Adilson on his birthday
I wish I could be with you.





















