The Peak District is home to hundreds of little villages and hamlets. Some are busy and bustling, flashy affairs with a whole pub, a church and maybe even a shop if you're really lucky. Many more are blink-and-you've-missed-them settlements, just clusters of old stone houses straddling one or two narrow lanes, surrounded on all sides by wooded slopes. But when you wander through, stand for a while and take the time to really look, you can see their history around every corner, how they've been built up and shaped over the years, added to for new generations. They are the keepers of the stories, communities that have seen centuries pass, the threads that knit together the landscape, these fields and hills. We lose them at our peril.
📍 Peak District, England
Travel back in time 114 years to the summer of 1912. This imposing figure is named Kopeli, the Chief of the Snake Clan Priests at the Hopi Snake Dance Ceremony in the Pueblo of Walpi, Arizona.
I have cleaned-up this stunning photo by Franklin Price Knott which was taken in 1912 but not published by the National Geographic until 1916. it was taken using an early colour glass-plate process and isn't colourised.
Still Life with Pumpkin 2 began as an experiment in mixed media during an art course. I layered acrylic paint, collage, and crayons to create a playful composition. I enjoyed exploring bold shapes and a looser, more expressive approach, letting the process guide the piece to completion
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Vom Höchsten und Schönsten im
Leben, davon soll man nicht lesen,
nicht hören, es nicht sehen, sondern,
wenn man so will, es leben.
- Søren Kierkegaard -