Mother and Baby
Mother and Baby
Bedroom (After Hitchcock)
©2014 Carlos Diaz
My baby Ganesha playing
Periyar National Park
Rajasthan: True beauty of colour, form and quotidian life.
The most ‘beautiful’ woman I have ever seen was in Rajasthan (not this photo).
She was possibly 16 or 17 and carrying a huge bundle of wood that would make many men struggle with its weight.
She had eyes that melted the soul with their beauty, purity and innocence-
(admittedly I suffer from the romance of visual poetry and the subtle aesthetics of modesty and unassuming beauty)
Home to my soul
©2014 Carlos Diaz
The true home of my soul
With the free man we can discover a tangible wealth
Once upon a time, there was a breadline…
Class of the frequently nameless
#©2013Carlos Diaz, Bartlebooth’s Moveable Feast
If we can commodify Art then why have a problem with the commodification of Love? For only £60 per month!
I want everything and I want it right now!
©2013 Bartlebooth/Carlos Diaz
The Banksy mural that was stolen from the Poundland in Wood Green and reappeared in Amewica for auction, has been returned to the UK only to be PUT UP AGAIN for F*©£ing auction. Apparently to be sold by the “Sincura Group” (whoever they’re a front for) in Covent Garden, instead of going back to its point of artistic origin, aka Poundland! Yes, I am naïve.
Does nobody else see the irony, the ridiculous, hypocritical and disgusting, money grubbing behaviour of the British private sector? How did this private enterprise get hold of it, whose palm was greased? I wonder if Banksy had any say in to whom and to where it went? Probably not! Then again, maybe it was his gallerist with his permission. I suppose the wall and anything on it would belong to whoever owned that particular Poundland?
At least have the Human decency to give the profit to a children’s or fair trade charity, particularly considering the mural’s content. If not then may you dwell in Dante’s fourth circle ad infinitum.
Sometimes I hate this world. If anyone has any ‘facts’ or ‘justifications’, I’d love to hear them…
Striving for the advancement of feminism at my local builders’ merchants.
(It’s a Man’s World)
Bartlebooth’s Moveable Feast.
Hipster Key Ring at my local Builders’ merchants.
#Bartlebooth’s Moveable Feast.
Launch of a dear friend’s new site. Please have a look. She also has a short Animation on Channel 4 in the next few weeks and I shall drop a link when it comes.
A Balloon is for Life, not just for Christmas. (Puppies are for Christmas).
Papa was a rolling Balloon, wherever he rolled, he gathered no moss.
'Casually mixin' my metaf, Hoes.'
Charing Cross Station, London.
Household Guard not taking advantage of his Sentry Box on Whitehall so the little scamp Bartlebooth did.
The Little Monkey. Detail.
Bearskin Hats. £600-700 Military Millinery In our Time of Apparent Austerity.
Monkey on my Back.
My personal Grenadier? Guard, silently protecting Monkey from the London Art World in his £600-£700 Bearskin Hat (Could be Coldstream, Irish, Scots, Welsh etc & thankfully, I can’t tell the difference by button spacing, design?).
If there were a tradition way past its sell by date, SURELY, SHIRLEY, THIS MUST BE a contender!
I wonder if any of these dudes ever think about the origins of their sartorial anachronism, let alone give a f*ck about the fate of the Bears? Oh, wait, caring must make me some kind of Lefty Socialist!
Instead of the government taking the money from the Elderly, Sick and Disabled, Why not just quietly swap the Bearskins for synthetic Beanies (or maybe even wool?) with strings of Tinsel attached with gay abandon, possibly costing £10, or is this proof positive that size REALLY does matter? Kerching, A Million quid suddenly appears in the Taxman’s allegedly empty coffers. Unless it’s for a new missile or guidance system that is?
The Inuit use animal skins in some form or other for survival which, to my odd mind, is justifiable but this Bearskin hat nonsense isn’t about indigenous survival, It’s about, as I’ve said, clinging, tooth and nail to another rusting facet of a bygone age. The age of Empire; the slow but inexorable demise of ‘our’ Royal institutions and our crass military over spending in our sad attempt at trying to keep up with America’s (humanity’s) pervasive culture of greed and its bullying foreign policies; of pomp and circumstance and ultimately, ironically for the Taxpayer, while a tiny issue in the grand scale of things, it can only add to and facilitate Britain’s financial and moral downfall. Once again, perhaps unwittingly, we grasp at the flawed notion of the superiority and necessity of this analogue monolith in our digital age of functionally sleek minimalism, as if in some kind of futile attempt to deny reality and remain flailing blindly in the past. The emperor’s not so new clothes. Royalty, Religion and billions wasted on Britain’s illusory ‘Military might’, just three of our unnecessary, anachronistic hindrances.
In this time of ‘apparent Austerity’, how can one ceremonial Hat costing £600-£700 be justified? This seems somehow more than just ridiculous, it’s downright offensive. Not even mentioning the annual death of at least 100 Bears just for this cruel and outdated purpose. As far as I can tell, The Grenadier Guards are a Battalion strong, which can be from 300-1200 men so It’s unclear to me how many Dress hats they would need. Another of ‘Her Majesty’s personal Regiments are the Coldstream Guards, who ALSO use the Bearskin, and their numbers seem to be similar. Also, there are the Scots Guards, The Irish Guards, The Welsh Guards so I would think my estimate is WAY BELOW the REAL NUMBER! I’m guessing from an article I read, that in reality, each Battalion/Independent Company would be around the 700 mark? So, 1400 units of dress uniform (just Hat)would mean… (1400x£650) the cost would come close to a million pounds. That’s ONLY using numbers from The Coldstream and The Grenadier Guards.
If I have made any schoolboy errors, which IS likely when it comes to mathematics and grammar, I will apologise the day no more Bears are killed for the sake of a tradition long since dead, which is exactly what it is. Austerity? My Arse!
The fact that the origin of the Bearskin came from the idea of Napoleon’s French Troops fooling an enemy into thinking they were facing men who were a foot and a half taller. The British then ‘Borrowed’ this brain-wave, apparently as a symbol of the victory; but seems now somewhat redundant, particularly as they no longer go to battle either on foot or on horseback, and to my knowledge, changed to riding in Armour, as did many regiments. The mere fact that the Bear was shot (or killed apparently traditionally by the Inuit with loving strokes or more likely Canadian/American ‘Big White Hunters’) disproves ANY argument for a bearskin being effective when it comes to stopping a bullet or ANY kind of personal protection from a projectile or even a falling twig.
I’m aware they’re for ceremonial purposes but that wasn’t always the case.
Quote from wiki:
"The standard bearskin of the British Foot Guards is 18 inches tall, weighs 1.5 pounds, and is made from the fur of the Canadian Black Bear. However, an officer’s bearskin is made from the fur of the Canadian Brown Bear as the female brown bear has thicker, fuller fur, and is dyed black. An entire skin is used for each hat. The British Army purchase the hats, which are known as caps, from a British hatmaker which sources its pelts from an international auction. The hatmakers purchase between 50 and 100 black bear skins each year at a cost of about £650 each”- Sourced from Wiki and Parliamentary minutes so beware the Wiki error and governmental bullshit!
We haven’t even touched on the Household Cavalry, their bespoke outfit, armour, Breast plate, Head-dress or any of the other obscure ‘Royal’ Regiments I have been SO remiss as to forget. Just do a Google search of Bearskin or PETA and you will see that the British are ONLY ONE OF THE MANY OFFENDERS.
Photo ©2013 Carlos Diaz/Stewart Bowen. Text ©Bartlebooth.