Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Adios 2008!


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This is the last post of the year. Hopefully there will be more photo opportunities in the coming year.

Thanks to my colleague, I don't have to resort to taking self portraits.

They should have mentioned the word 'ruins'. I was expecting big castles which were mostly intact, not just broken walls...

Anyway it turned out to be a good getaway, a relaxing outing.

Happy New Year to all!!!

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Castle? Which one? Where?

See, I wasn't making up the part about Tintagel Castle being the birthplace of King Arthur. See that building behind me, far away in the horizon? That's not the castle though. I wonder what that is, might be a church. It was only when we reach the island where the castle was located that I realized that I was expecting the wrong thing.

It should be named 'Tintagel Castle Ruins' ! What we saw on that island were only ruins of the castle that once overlooked the Atlantic. One part of the castle garden which was too near to the cliffs was claimed by the sea. What was left was the bottom part of the walls, an old well, an old storage tunnel and an old chapel altar rock.

This is Camelot. Camelot Hotel. Don't think that any of the Knights used to spend their nights here though. This is a modern hotel with a name from the past.

The wind at the top of the hill was extremely strong, with the temperature slightly above freezing temperature, I was only able to take a few shots before putting my hands back into the warmth of my jacket.

Talk about living on the edge... My friend has a strong appetite for stunning views and locations for photo shoots.

In Search of Arthur's Castle

I was invited by a colleague and his wife to visit the legendary birthplace of King Arthur - Tintagel Castle. I'd always thought it to be Camelot or Avalon. Setting out early in the morning, we arrived there just before noon. This was the first time I see a GPS unit in action, leading us to our destination.

This is the traditional afternoon snack called the Cornish Cream Tea. Anything from the county Cornwall, neighboring Plymouth, Devon, is hence named Cornish. The two muffin-like servings are known as scones, to be served with clotted cream and strawberry jam, spread across the scones. One then has to wash the devilishly delicious combination down with a cup of English tea, I however, broke the taboo and went ahead with coffee instead.

Apparently after looking at the whole album for that journey, this was the only one photo with all three of us in a photo.

The path to the castle wasn't accessible with vehicles, hence, we had to cross streams, walk downhill thread past some lightly frozen paths to the castle entrance.

My camera took the faster way down, however, using the same stream... whee..... swish swosh.... ARGH!!

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Blend Trend

Finally I bought a blender! I'd always wanted one but didn't get around buying one. Just received some cash advance from site admin and I went on a shopping spree. This is retail therapy I guess, however I only buy food items. Does that makes it any better, I wonder.

It's actually a smoothie maker. Supposed to be able to crush ice cubes. I couldn't wait for the ice to freeze and harden up, I tried the classic recipe : - oranges, celery and carrots.

First you have to get the ingredients. It would be much easier getting an orange with celery sprouting out of it, two in one, no need to get two separate ingredients hihi

Chop, dice, pour in some water, press button and see them dance. Before and after of the process.

Anyway, nothing can go wrong with a blender, just put in the chunks of food and press, and there you have it, fresh smoothie/juice/puree. Cheers for good health.

Monday, November 24, 2008

Settling down in Plymouth

Grand Parade, Plymouth, a good half an hour brisk walk away from the city, away from all the noise and traffic. Well, this is looking at things positively I guess. I have to hypnotize myself that I am still able to go to the city in times when I do not have the transport. At the moment, I am still without internet connection in the apartment. Leeching a friend's internet connection every weekend haha

My apartment is just next to the sea, and here's the living room. I have a fireplace!
*fireplace just for show, no fire allowed*

Its a comfy place, however it gets cold at night due to the sea breeze and also the heater which is not in tip top condition. Brrrrr.... not a good thing with winter just around the corner.

A great view of the sea from the living room window, the military dock is just on the right of my house, sometimes I can see some big ships passing by. I would like to think that those are destroyers , but I am not sure. This morning I only shot some yachts and the big mansion across on the rocky island. I wonder how one goes to that mansion.

Here's the mansion up close.

Seagulls are everywhere, even in the city. This one was wandering at the garden at the ground floor, outside the apartment. There are some models of warships and subs along the waterfront walkway. There are benches as well for those who wish to have a longer look at the sea.

For the moment, I am still rather satisfied with this place, just the lack of internet connectivity gets to my head sometimes. *crosses fingers* Hope I get connected soon.

Safe Journey!

Backtrack to the time when I was leaving M'sia. It appears that this has become a blog that I update only when I'm away from assignment Hihi Apparently I wasn't really motivated to take photos when I'm back at home. But when I'm in a new place and have some time to spare, no problem at all...

I was so glad that time time my family sent me off to the airport, previously I would take the cab to the airport and greet farewell at home. It's a nice feeling with them there.

Photo taken by sis, haven't tried such photo angles before, turned out quite well with the sepia treatment.

Me and my Dad seldom take photos together, the most recent photos being those that from Dad's bday celebration, and before that, can't really recall though. Really ought to make more photo opportunities with parents and sister.

My auntie came to the airport as well, with everyone there, it makes it more difficult to say goodbye.

Family portrait in the airport. It will be another one year before I get to go back to M'sia. Well better hang on tight and enjoy the ride, it makes it more bearable and time will pass faster. *fingers crossed*

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

From Digital Pixels to Brush Strokes

Touched up some of my favourites with Paint.net, a free software yet sufficiently powerful for such applications.

Grandeur

Confrontation

Reflection

Immersion


Vision
(Vision was redone with PS)

Compromise

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Blood Sport

Warning : Blood is shown in the following photos.

This complements the previous posts on bullfighting. This shows the matadors in close proximities to the bulls. The white sticks seen on the back of the bulls are razor sharp barbed sticks called banderillas, planted during the second third of the performance. The white portions were tainted red as the fight progresses.

Click on the links for some photos of the close-up actions.

Enrique Ponce attracts the bull with the muleta (red cape), with the bull responding with an upward gore.

Jose Maria Manzanares taunting the bull with cries of 'Toro, toro!'

Enrique Ponce performing a pass, avoiding the fast charging bull.

Corrida de Toros


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Bullfighting, is one of the many controversial performances currently still available, but greatly limited to certain locations and timings.
I was given the rare chance of witnessing a bullfight in Spain. Curiosity took over the bigger part of me and I decided to go for it, albeit various opinions from both extremities (die-hard supporters and hardcore critics). I had to decide for myself and hopefully be able to share with others on what I had experienced.

Plaza de Toro is the place where the fight took place. This was a smaller one as compared to those in bigger cities. Most of the crowds were from the older generations rather from those younger ones.

As the trumpet blew, the entourage entered the ring. Wikipedia site gives a pretty detailed and accurate explanation regarding this highly ritualized performance.

The bull was massive, weighing nearly 450kg. These bulls lived free until this event, and they were bred for this sole purpose. The crowd cheer as the bull, angered and charging at almost any moving objects, entered the ring.

The performance was divided into three parts, each beginning signalized by the blowing of the trumpet, each third angering the bull even more as it progressed to the final part where the matador delivers the killing strike.

The crowd gave a standing ovation in honour to the spectacular performance of one of the matador who managed to strike the bull directly at the heart. This gave the bull a swifter death as compared to ones which were not delivered as skilfully.

Such performances were to showcase the mastery of the matador over the bull, manipulating the bull to perform charges, anticipating its deadly goring strikes, while constantly showing an air of superiority over the bull. Being much bigger than the human opponent, the bull can be a fatal threat if taken lightly. Therefore the skill of the matador and the entourage should as well be noted. Throughout the whole performance, my heart was thumping both with fears for the matador and sympathy for the bull.

For me, I will not go for another bullfight, one turned out to be too much.

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Epilogue to Trip

This has been a wonderful trip. Thinking back, it was planned nearly 5 months ahead, shortened once and shelved twice. However after all that happened, we really did manage to visit the many sites and marvel at these two cities and the wonders they offer.

Closing this chapter of my blog are two photos that I believe best captures the beauty of these two cities.


Versailles - The Gardens

Navigate around Versailles' home page and you can find the map of the whole compound. The gardens cover a huge part of the palace compound. The gardens stretched as far as the eye can see, and I am not exaggerating this fact. There is a huge lake in the middle of the garden, shaped as a cross. The king sometimes take a boat ride from one end to the other. Even today, there are boat operators in that lake that provide leisure boat rides.

In the background, the palace building. Countless statues populate the gardens of Versailles. It made me wonder how the garden was kept maintained in those days without cherry pickers and grass cutters. Well, if you have tonnes of French francs, this would not be a problem I guess. The paths in the gardens, contrarily to what I used to thought, were actually fine pebbles, not fine sands.

The building in the background, with the tall windows is where the halls of mirrors are located.

Fountain of Apollo. King of the Gods, the Sun God is again being used to symbolize the King's absolute power.

Monday, July 21, 2008

Versailles - The Palace

The Palace of the Sun-King, Château de Versailles was the center of administration during the reign of King Louis XIV. We arrived early in the morning after half an hour's train ride from Paris into the small town of Versailles. The queue into the palace was already long and growing by the minute. Holiday makers from everywhere and of every colours can be seen while lining up.

Versailles chapel, where royal events were celebrated was one of the nicest rooms to occupy the vast compound of Versailles. This was how the King and Queen would have seen the chapel, from the tribune royale, where they heard mass.

The chapel as viewed from the ground floor. The colour scheme, yellow and white, was used extensively throughout the palace. In the other apartments, which can be found through the link above, architects borrowed inspirations from Roman mythologies.

One of the more famous area in the Palace was the Halls of Mirrors where 17 arches are lined up to reflect the light from 17 opposite windows which faces the gardens of Versailles. It had to be made known that during the time of its construction, mirrors were among the most priced item to possess and a rarity in its own class. To have a hall lined up with nearly 350 mirrors showcased the grandeur and extravagance of the Sun King.

The Museum Which Was a Train Station

Musée D'Orsay, or the Museum of Orsay was converted from a train station and houses mostly French artworks and sculptures. The masterpieces on display here are more contemporary and focused as compared to those in the Louvre, which covers a wider area.

The Louvre was converted from a palace/fortress, the Tate Modern from a power plant and Orsay from a train station. Each museums still carries with them the tell tale signs of its previous incarnation, as seen in the Orsay, with its arched ceiling and huge clock face on the main hallway.

This was a unique way of displaying an architectural model of the Opera in Paris, not as space consuming as the rest. Was the transparent floor part of the artist's presentation? The actual reason however remains unknown to me.

Sacre Coeur which sits on top of Montmartre can be clearly seen through the huge clock at the top floor of the museum.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Many Facets of Paris' Attractions

Bicycle rides, open top bus tours are really nice ways to enjoy major cities. We covered a lot of attractions on the bike in London and on the bus in Paris. With the Paris visit pass that we bought, it came with a package where for one certain day, you could get on and off the open rooftop buses at specific stops.

The weather was great and best of all, there was no obstruction between you and the buildings. No glass panes that stops the breeze and no unsightly objects on the screens. We took the bus tour around Notre Dame, through the Latin quarters and towards Montparnasse Tower, which was our destination anyway, if we were to take the subway. We went pass the hotel Les Invalides, however we went forward and did not stop at this spot.

The Pantheon, built with inspiration from her sister in Rome, is now a burial place for various famous French. Victor Hugo's tomb is in the crypt of this building. This is sometimes referred to as the people's temple.

Inside the Pantheon, the columns and domes were decorated with sculptures and paintings, each with their own stories to tell. From the dome, hangs a steel cable holding a steel ball, forming a pendulum which was used to show time. This is called the Foucault pendulum, named after the French physicist who performed this experiment. The pendulum, being free hanging, swings on a certain plane, even as the Earth turns. Each hour was then represented with 11degrees. We compared the time when we entered and the time we left, nearly one hour, and this was presented correctly on the scale shown.

The modern art museum in London, Tate Modern was free to public. I quote the tour guide on the river cruise, 'If you have been there before and had seen modern art, you will know why it is free' ^.^
However that was not the case for the Center Georges Pompidou in Paris. We were not a fan of modern art, but still, the architecture was amazing. It looked like an incomplete structure with exposed pipes and ventilation and support structures. There were many people just sitting on the slope before the center, admiring this bizarre building, which by itself is considered art. Modern art.