The prolific tulip fields of Holland originated out of the tulips brought there from the Ottoman Empire (present-day Turkey) sometime in the late 16th century. There is a Turkish legend with different variations about a prince named Farhad and a princess Shirin. It is believed that Farhad killed himself upon hearing the fake news of the sudden demise of the princess and tulips bloomed from his blood.
Weekly Photo Challenge: Prolific
by Orhan Veli Kanık
Translated by Fatih Akgül
This good weather ruined me,
Beni bu güzel havalar mahvetti,
I resigned in such a weather
Böyle havada istifa ettim
From my government job.
I got used to tobacco in such a weather,
Tütüne böyle havada alıştım,
I fell in love in such a weather;
Böyle havada aşık oldum;
I forgot to take home bread and salt
Eve ekmekle tuz götürmeyi
In such a weather;
Böyle havalarda unuttum;
My disease of writing poems
Şiir yazma hastalığım
Recurred in such a weather;
Hep böyle havalarda nüksetti;
This good weather ruined me.
Beni bu güzel havalar mahvetti.
Here I Am
All night, a man called “Allah”
Until his lips were bleeding.
Then the Devil said, “Hey! Mr Gullible!
How comes you’ve been calling all night
And never once heard Allah say, “Here, I am”?
You call out so earnestly and, in reply, what?
I’ll tell you what. Nothing!”
The man suddenly felt empty and abandoned.
Depressed, he threw himself on the ground
And fell into a deep sleep.
In a dream, he met Abraham, who asked,
“Why are you regretting praising Allah?”
The man said, “ I called and called
But Allah never replied, “Here I am.”
Abraham explained, “Allah has said,
“Your calling my name is My reply.
Your longing for Me is My message to you.
All your attempts to reach Me
Are in reality My attempts to reach you.
Your fear and love are a noose to catch Me.
In the silence surrounding every call of “Allah”
Waits a thousand replies of “Here I am.”
~ Mevlana Jalaluddin Rumi
Weekly Photo Challenge: Awakening
The Eruption of Vesuvius
Oil on wood panel (1825)
This dramatic scene of Mount Vesuvius emphasizes the grandeur and terror of lava against the night sky. Sebastian Pether traveled to Naples, Italy, to paint the volcano, which erupted in the late 1700s and early 1800s.
The volcano’s activity allowed artists like Pether to imagine its destruction of the Roman city of Pompeii in 79 c.e. Rather than depicting a contemporary scene, in this painting he represented the only eyewitness account of the historic eruption as described in an ancient letter by Roman author Pliny the Younger.
Chestnut Grove at Louveciennes
(Bois de châtaigniers à Louveciennes)
Oil on canvas (1872)
"Pissarro lived at Louveciennes, a suburb to the southwest of Paris, from 1869 to 1872. His work from this period is characterized by an intense interest in shadow and structure. In this painting, the diagonal of a battered trunk interrupts the verticals of the other trees while strong lines of shadow animate the ground. In the distance in the center is part of the aqueduct of Marly that originally transported water from the river Seine to the royal gardens at Versailles.
During the Franco-Prussian War (1870-1871), Pissarro fled to England. The studio he left behind at Louveciennes was used as quarters for Prussian soldiers, who destroyed large numbers of his pictures."
Under the Orange Tree
Oil on canvas (1889)
Berthe Morisot was a leading and dedicated member of the Impressionists, whose professional artist association was the first to admit women and men equally. As a wealthy middle-class woman, she was not able to access the spaces of urban modernity, such as concert cafés and dance halls, that men often depicted. Her paintings thus reflect the feminine, often domestic sphere to which she was confined.
Here, her daughter Julie sits in the garden of Morisot’s winter home in the south of France, near brightly rendered orange trees and a parrot in a birdcage.