Sunday, November 17, 2013

Churches, City Crests, and Custom houses, oh my!--part3


Here it is--part 2!

 Half Moon street
 these blue faces are at the back doors of the Cork Opera House--where all the stars come and go!
 quite a typical (and kinda ugly) 50s building
 The Opera House,with its 1990s glass facade, is on Emmet Place (leader of 1803 rebellion)
from the 1720s ( or the 1770s, can't read my field notes--will ask professor) onward, this was a ship canal that could hold2-3ships of its day--explaining the width of the street now in comparison to its surroundings!
This was essentially a tollway for merchants
The Shandon bells from St. Anne's Church are visible standing in front of the Opera House
 A friend of mine once told me about the 'Four Faced Liar'--the red and white clock tower--which has four clocks on each side--all of which tell slightly different times... You can go and ring the 18th century bells yourself from the first floor--I intend to do this soon and will send pictures then, too!
 around the corner from the Opera House and across the street from the Customs House was this building shown here--it has the typical symmetrical front with 5 windows on top and the bottom center door framed by two windows on each side... the windows have the same pattern (with the small glass panels) because glass couldn't be made larger...

 Going inside the Customs House...
 loved the pretty metalwork before we even got inside!


 Look! It's Crawford (as in Beamish and Crawford)

class going upstairs to the gallery to finish up our field trip...
These 18th century paintings do a great job of showing the style of clothing (not to mention the wigs) popular of the time. the photo above has a particular frame (almost as expensive as the painting I'd say) which has 3 plumes prominently placed on top...this is the 'triple plume' symbol of the Prince of Wales. the Frame itself is painted in gold leaf.
...the painting over the left hand side of the same staircase showed another mayoral figure. you can see the red robes, white silk stockings, shoes with big brass buckles, sleeves with lace trim--this guy is looking sharp! (No pun intended) as he is holding in his hand a giant dart! this was apparently part of a ceremony in which the mayor would throw the thing into the river as a symbolic action of asserting authority of Cork over the waters...?
It took me a minute to remember why I took a picture of this--I just liked the spinning wheel--it's the kind I have been looking for back home! If anyone knows where I could get  nice wheel like this, please let me know!
Above--Cork Harbor
Below--landscape with estate house on top of hill

I could be wrong, but I this these prtraits are those of Robert Emmet (from the 1803 rebellion) and his wife...

...I will check on this with my next visit to the Gallery (it's free!)
Above--portrait of Johnathan Swift--painted in about 1735
Below--this painting was in a lecture I had earlier this year in Folklore... 'Whipping the Herring Out of Town-a scene of Cork' c. 1800
Whipping the Herring Out of Town – a scene of Cork
c.1800 - See more at: http://www.crawfordartgallery.ie/pages/paintings/Grogan_Herring.html#sthash.AT9ryGfq.dpuf
Whipping the Herring Out of Town – a scene of Cork
c.1800 - See more at: http://www.crawfordartgallery.ie/pages/paintings/Grogan_Herring.html#sthash.AT9ryGfq.dpuf
Whipping the Herring Out of Town – a scene of Cork
c.1800 - See more at: http://www.crawfordartgallery.ie/pages/paintings/Grogan_Herring.html#sthash.AT9ryGfq.dpuf
Whipping the Herring Out of Town – a scene of Cork
c.1800 - See more at: http://www.crawfordartgallery.ie/pages/paintings/Grogan_Herring.html#sthash.AT9ryGfq.dpuf


from the Gallery's website:

"One such example of these stories is Whipping the herring out of town was a custom which heralded the last day of Lent, when Cork butchers celebrated the coming of Easter and the return of economic prosperity (and meat-eating) by holding a mock funeral of a herring, which symbolized abstinence. Each Easter Sunday a single herring was borne aloft on a nine-foot-long rod or lath by the butchers, and was subjected to insult and ridicule as it passed through the streets of Cork. During the parade the herring was beaten until very little of it remained. On reaching the River Lee, the remnants of the herring were flung into the river.

The painting depicts the moment after the herring is discarded, when the butchers would tie a quarter of lamb to a lath, decorated with ribbons and flowers, which would then be accompanied on its return to the market place by musicians, revelers and mischief-makers. Situated at the junction of Bachelors Quay and North Gate (North Main Street)

The religious context is not lost on Grogan, as he highlights the importance of the quarter of lamb (Lamb of God) in a quasi-religious ‘glow’. To the left of the painting a rather comical scene unfolds with a woman flailing around having been knocked over by an escaping boar. Presumably, the boar was destined for the butcher’s knife...
 

The religious context is not lost on Grogan, as he highlights the importance of the quarter of lamb (Lamb of God) in a quasi-religious ‘glow’. To the left of the painting a rather comical scene unfolds with a woman flailing around having been knocked over by an escaping boar. Presumably, the boar was destined for the butcher’s knife. - See more at: http://www.crawfordartgallery.ie/pages/paintings/Grogan_Herring.html#sthash.AT9ryGfq.dpuf

Whipping the herring out of town was a custom which heralded the last day of Lent, when Cork butchers celebrated the coming of Easter and the return of economic prosperity (and meat-eating) by holding a mock funeral of a herring, which symbolised abstinence. Each Easter Sunday a single herring was borne aloft on a nine-foot-long rod or lath by the butchers, and was subjected to insult and ridicule as it passed through the streets of Cork. During the parade the herring was beaten until very little of it remained. On reaching the River Lee, the remnants of the herring were flung into the river. The painting depicts the moment after the herring is discarded, when the butchers would tie a quarter of lamb to a lath, decorated with ribbons and flowers, which would then be accompanied on its return to the market place by musicians, revellers and mischief-makers. Situated at the junction of Batchelors Quay and North Gate (North Main Street
- See more at: http://www.crawfordartgallery.ie/pages/paintings/Grogan_Herring.html#sthash.AT9ryGfq.dpuf
Whipping the herring out of town was a custom which heralded the last day of Lent, when Cork butchers celebrated the coming of Easter and the return of economic prosperity (and meat-eating) by holding a mock funeral of a herring, which symbolised abstinence. Each Easter Sunday a single herring was borne aloft on a nine-foot-long rod or lath by the butchers, and was subjected to insult and ridicule as it passed through the streets of Cork. During the parade the herring was beaten until very little of it remained. On reaching the River Lee, the remnants of the herring were flung into the river. The painting depicts the moment after the herring is discarded, when the butchers would tie a quarter of lamb to a lath, decorated with ribbons and flowers, which would then be accompanied on its return to the market place by musicians, revellers and mischief-makers. Situated at the junction of Batchelors Quay and North Gate (North Main Street)
- See more at: http://www.crawfordartgallery.ie/pages/paintings/Grogan_Herring.html#sthash.AT9ryGfq.dpuf
Your typical urban townhouse--Persian (or any oriental rug), a fireplace, chandelier (from candles togas to electricity..._
plaster work on ceiling, paneled walls...
Tall and narrow windows...
Saw this on my walk back home--reminded me of the first half of our trip with the city crest on which is the Queen's old castle. thought it  poetic ending to the day!

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