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Film music, in my mind can eclipse many classic pieces as most are melodic, short and paint a picture more vivid that anything else could ever do. Whilst gridlocked yesterday , I listened to this stirring score by Jerome Moross and after researching the film again was surprised to find out that it was one of Gregory Peck’s least favourite movies. What is your favourite film score…….and why? from Going Gently https://ift.tt/qao1tzn

Something beautiful today. It's "The Birth of Venus" by Sandro Botticelli. He painted it in Florence, Italy when he was around forty years old. That would have been in the mid-1480's. The exact year is unknown. The painting is on canvas which probably indicates that it was not intended for public display. Almost certainly it was commissioned by a member of the powerful and wealthy Medici family. They were great patrons of the arts. Botticelli did not pluck his plans for this painting from thin air. It reflects many things about art in the Early Renaissance period and harks back to classical mythology from both the Greek and Roman eras. Botticelli was well-informed. Venus is the Roman equivalent of Ancient Greece's Aphrodite. She was born out of the sea fully formed and appears upon the shore on a gilded clam shell where three figures await her. To the right there's one of the goddesses of the seasons or "horae". This goddess is clearly connected ...

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I bought a half arsed Christmas tree from Sainsbury’s this morning The check out guy on self service said it looked “ cheerful “ but his heart wasn’t in it. I thought it would cheer up the corner under the stairs . It doesn’t . I bought the dogs some cocktail sausages as a treat and Dorothy hyperventilated herself so much in excitement that I almost had to sit her down with a paper bag over her head. She was theatrically sick in the living room right next to Albert’s latest pee stain, then ate the vomit without a blink of an eye Albert forgot that there is a litter tray in the office for him The carpet cleaner is getting a bashing this month. I took Eve Randa’s birthday card round and did a few jobs. It’s a miserable day, dark and damp And the binmen made me wait in Byron Street for such an age that Mrs Trellis lapped me twice with Blue in tow. It’s winter and she’s wearing her very erect bobble hat again. I listened to the entirety of The Big Country by Jerome Mo...