Sunday, 25 June 2017

What Land is this By Robert Fullarton

What Land is this
By Robert Fullarton
Copyright Robert Fullarton 2017



What land is this?
A foreign world
I beckon to,
To which I knew so long ago
I do not recognise
this ruin
This plastic, stretched mould
Of rot and brutality


Under your noses
You hounds of liberty
Lose all for a paltry
Fight like bold children
For the scraps of food
That fall to ground


Invisible actors
Unknown to burly strong men
Beyond pawns of the marching dead
Beyond the blood flow of cash
And billionaire dynasties
Are the monster tricksters
Of ancient evil

Still at work behind the differing systems
Of man’s cruelty in mass ignorance

After the earth was cracked
And smashed to dust
By the millionth cataclysm

You people of the marching dead
Lost heart, and sank to accept
The belittlement of life and love
When the believing heart had dimmed
And the arms of mercy were withdrawn

What land is this?

Having ceased to be my home
My head and heart is in another world
Forgive me so
For I cannot help but dream


As the endeavour of the weary man
Rises with a leaden weight
From heavy waters
But with high aspirations to above
I too have dreamt these dreams.




Amen


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Monday, 19 June 2017

Brandenburg and Prussia Part 3- Natural attractions by Robert Fullarton



Brandenburg and Prussia
Part 3- Natural attractions
by Robert Fullarton


The state of Brandenburg in Northern Germany is perhaps a largely undiscovered gem to non-German nationals. It surrounds the city of Berlin, by the borders of Saxony to the south, Poland to the east (what used to be part of Brandenburg before the Potsdam Agreement), the vast lakelands of Mecklenburg to the north and Saxony-Anhalt to the west. The State of Brandenburg today largely resembles what it used to be in the heyday of what was the Kingdom of Prussia. This is a land of fine sandy beaches, vast pine and birch forests, with the Havel lakelands (Haveland) and the Spreewald waterways, it has a diverse landscape for Osprey, White Tailed sea eagles, Corncrake, White and Black Storks, Great Crested Grebes and various species of Woodpeckers found hammering in the great expanses of its pine forests.
These landscapes are flat, similar in some respects to the landscapes of those of the Netherlands, of Denmark, and southern Sweden, but prone to higher temperatures and with a finer density of forests.
In the summer light the shores of the "Havelland" (the river Havel and its lakes) surrounding Potsdam, the Wannsee and around Babelsburg park and palace, glow by the sandy coves, where one can walk along forested paths and catch a water taxi to either side of the lakeland. My aunt and I walked along the beaches by Babelsburg palace, there is a heathland, with heather, juniper, wild flowers and chestnut trees, and across the water you can view the Glienicke Bridge (where the movie bridge of Spies was filmed as the infamous location for trading spies and intel). Park Babelsburg along with its fine Victorian era Castle (built for Kaiser Wilhelm I) is a peaceful, pastoral, place to indulge in the sights of landscape gardening and local history. These gardens are the work of Hermann Von Puckler, a count from Muskau estates in Saxony. My aunt and I went to an exhibition at the Babelsburg Palace, on the life of this landscape gardener who had transformed the entire area, using his various apparatus, to transport trees by huge carts to plant them, having been commissioned to create French Formal style gardens. It reminded me of something having been built by Victoria and Albert, with its grand sandstone facade, with a gothic like structure and a hint of Tudor opulence.
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I would recommend people to get outside of Berlin, get outside of the hustle and bustle, out of the shadows of the towering skyscrapers of Potsdamer Platz and be immersed in the surrounding hinterlands, that are largely the same as they were back in the days of old Prussia and the electors of Brandenburg. This region has survived the GDR government, despite architectural neglect and the abuse given to both people and the Prussian culture (as Potsdam's old town suffered not just from the ww2 bombings but also from the East German hatred for all things Prussian!). This is a land of Palaces, of rich culture, of natural beauty, overlooked by non-German's and yet perhaps it might just be discovered more by foreign tourists as Berlin and Potsdam have increased in popularity. The Prussian foundation for castles and Gardens has with the help of UNESCO, worked at restoring the lost palatial homes of the Prussian time period, the Hohenzollern dynasty and the beautiful old "chocolate box" towns and cities such as Potsdam with its beautifully restored Dutch quarter and Brandenburgstrasse. Spandau too outside of central Berlin, shows this beauty and finesse with its 15th century old quarter (and has largely escaped the ww2 bombings).

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Saturday, 10 June 2017

Brandenburg and Prussia Part 2 Artwork

Brandenburg and Prussia Part 2

Artwork

On a day trip to Berlin’s Gemaldegallerie (Picture gallery) you will find a rich, collection of European artworks, spanning the 13th to 18th century, covering Dutch, German, Italian, French and English masterpieces, having been collected by the German Kaisers and previously stored in the old 19th century Bodemuseum of West Berlin.
I went there on a day trip from Potsdam to Berlin Hauptbanhof (the central station), on a trip through the beautiful, expanses of the Tiergarten, through Potsdamer Platz and unto the Kulturforum, where there are various museums representing a rich treasure trove of art works, crafts, prints, tapestries and old imperial artefacts can be found in both the Gemaldegallerie, the museum of prints and drawings and the Artisan museum (containing old crafts and pottery spanning the history of the Holy Roman Empire).
It was the German art of Hans Holbein and Albrecht Durer that caught my attention and indeed were for me hallmarks of a holiday, for their artwork represented to me a transition in the revolution of painting. Such work contains photogenic portraits of rich Hanseatic Businessmen, politicians and Burgmasters, of the German kingdoms and duchies that made up the Holy Roman Empire of the 15th century. I particularly loved Holbein’s portrait of Georg Gisze and portrait of Anthony the Good, Duke of Lorraine. Gizse was a wealthy merchant in the Hanseatic League (a trade confederation that stretched from such cities as London, Copenhagen, Lubeck, Hamburg, Riga and Novgorod and helped to smuggle Bibles and reformation tracts abroad) and in this wonderful painting you can see Gisze in the finest clothes of the day, showing wealth and prosperity, this painting proclaimed the status of the trading elite of Germany. The intricacies of human detail are displayed, the silk robes almost shine on the canvass while contrasted with the wooden alcove, the table cloth and flowers, all adding to a very human, photogenic and revolutionary appeal to future patrons and public interest alike.
I find Holbein’s oeuvre chronicles the powerful and the rich of the 15th century, capturing the transitional changes that were consolidating in both Northern Germany and Northern Europe, as the reformation spread, as the interest in secular (non-religious) commissions increased, a very new and powerful realism of art was created, with portrait art taken to a new level in such a realistic appeal. Holbein chronicled the multi-faceted history of Germany, the reformation and infamously painted the court of Henry Tudor, as a collection showcasing the turmoil of the reformation, the chaos of a divided people and court, which comes out from the veneer of the apparently benign portraits.
I was rather taken by Albrecht Durer’s portraits of Hieronymus Holzschuher (A local politican of Nuremberg) and Jakob Muffel (Mayor of Nuremburg) which were both painted in 1526, a year before the greatest German artist and engraver died at age 57. I was drawn to the detail of these men, their faces, fixed gazes, and confidence. Durer was a very successful painter who had previously painted Maximilian I the Holy Roman Emperor, and had a reputation for quality, and for being in great demand to the wealthy and powerful of the time.
His work has a uncanny resemblance to that of his contemporary Leonardo Da Vinci, with his prints showing his versatility, great interest in all aspects of the natural world, the human body and the work of the Bible (with his fantastic series of prints on the Apocalypse of St. John). It has been said from Durer’s letters that he had started to become influenced and interested in the works of Martin Luther just prior to his death and that too had altered Durer’s craftsmanship and artistry in the way he viewed art, from the world around him and indeed in the metaphysical revolution that swept Northern Europe.
In the Gemaldegallerie I found there were a few paintings of Lucas Cranach the Elder, painter and supporter of Martin Luther. Cranach was another chronicler of the German Reformation, as Luther’s personal friend and painter, he was also the court painter to the Electors (rulers) and nobles of Saxony and Brandenburg, his works range from Biblical tales to portraits of royal hunts, with fine landscapes and castles to be seen in the background. In the gallery you can see Cranach’s copy of Hieronymus Bosch’s Last Judgment (one of my favourite painters, a mysterious genius who I believe has captured humanity in satirical pathos and comedy) here we have a triptych, three oak panels with Heaven on the left and hell on the right, with all sorts of scenarios taking place and with the God-man Jesus Christ descending from the luminous heights of heaven, as the veil of time melts away and the corrupt earth is shaken. The second coming is taken place as all people are assigned to the eternal fate based upon what they did, how they lived and what they believed while in corporeal form.
However I just cannot help laughing sometimes at Bosch’s work, (and I absolutely love the original last Judgment Triptych that can be found in Bruges at the Groenigemuseum) as a sort of powerful allegory of creation and where’s Wally satire piece, with all strange goings on, with all mankind’s quirks and mad ways on display. Flemish painter Pieter Breughel the Elder (the master of Where’s Wally painting) would take the allegory further with a more developed and biting satire, as a Flemish contemporary of the Dutch and German painters, he too captured the life, the people and the times of the reformation in his largely secular painting. At the Gemaldegallerie you can see one of his magnificent and hilarious, fabled paintings, titled Netherlandish Proverbs. This depiction of an apparently chaotic village, filled with a wide variety of eccentric characters, and assemblage of odd balls contains over 40 Dutch and Flemish proverbs and idioms that allude to the nature of the people and the times.
I have to admit from trips to both Germany and Belgium that my love for the Northern Renaissance outweighs that of the Italian one, greatly, I just love the power of Northern Art and what it represents to me as a northern European. I find Bosch, Breughel and Holbein speak to me as painters and chroniclers of the deep mystery and power of God and the passage of time through events! Having been raised a Protestant I also find myself feeling biased and respectful of the Protestant art or heritage of the period that developed the form and style of both portrait painting and landscape, to focus on the human form, with a new realism, capturing humanity and yet not devoid of the divine and the metaphysical in their oeuvre.

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Tuesday, 6 June 2017

Immunity of Criticism -By Robert Fullarton

Immunity of Criticism
-By Robert Fullarton
Copyright 2017


If you cannot criticise the islamic doctrine, if it is to be immune of critical analysis, then it will grow exponentially and proliferate in influence, as a culture and a political means to live by. Sharia law is the culmination of the violence of the caliph's, a legacy of conquest and submission, the strict, archaic, barbaric, domination of all fields of life by a theocratic dictatorship, is the ends of this medieval doctrine. If you cannot criticize and speak the truth on the matters of islamic doctrine, then you will not get to the source of jihadism, you will not analyse the impetus for such violence and "pick the minds of the jihadis", who believe that all non-believers are inferior and deserve nothing less that to be annihilated.Men can hold vigils and pretend to be strong, in social unison and in the height of their countries prestige, but in reality be just a wooden board in the limp and weightless facade of a sick, culturally stagnant and divided Europe.

How can one not prosecute the murderers of Europe, when such men, in heart and mind go back to an imam and a reading of the Koran. Should not all citizens of the public read the Koran for themselves and see the violence perpetrated, encouraged, condoned and mandated for. Why not? Why be afraid to speak the truth, when it has already been written, written down and recorded in the annals of history. The authorities of Europe fight a battle with one arm tied behind their backs, if they are powerless, then they have done this to themselves.

One has to hurt a few people's feelings, speaking the truth despite the hubbub about it and has to kick up a storm, so to put one's house in order. England was once a Christian country, a bastion and cradle of Methodism, quakers, of Christian philanthropy, of social reform, of missionary activities across the globe and one that fought for free speech. England was never a muslim country, and yet priority is given, and immunity is given over criticizing islam in preference of the safety of its citizens and the prosecution of the killers. More men will be seduced to violence, so long as the psychology of islam goes unexposed, un bemoaned to the public and untold to all, as the cycle goes on. "The truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth" is needed, and if one is frightened of the pandoras box being opened, well then one needs to know that it has long since been opened, as two world views are at war, fighting for their survival- despite the willing complacent ignorance or many in the west- and yes its a clash of civilizations, its one that had been buried, but has once more been unearthed.The modern world, is a legalistic jargon of utilitarian convenience, of wishy-washy idealism and total pacifism to those who would wish to destroy it.

You may be living in the 21st century but there are others who are living in a time warp and their heads and hearts operate out of a brutal period of conquest that is very much alive in their desires, it has been lying dormant and is now being revived for a very deadly war of invisible, almost silent terror that is being used  to fan the flames of a very menacing fire. Those who worship their rights, know now that your rights are in danger of being forever annihilated! This is real and not a fantasy, so men cannot go back to bed and sleep through this ever worsening cataclysm. Total prosecution of the jihadis is needed. exposure and critical analysis is needed and yes truth telling is fundamental!

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