Yeah I love this book - had it since I was knee high, a relative gave it to me when I started at Brownies, he also gave me a semaphore book which I se...moreYeah I love this book - had it since I was knee high, a relative gave it to me when I started at Brownies, he also gave me a semaphore book which I seem to have lost. I still refer to it sometimes when I need a stronger knot. (less)
I loved this book the moment my grandmother gave it to me although for the wrong reasons. Wasn't it nearly every young girls' dream to be a ballerina....moreI loved this book the moment my grandmother gave it to me although for the wrong reasons. Wasn't it nearly every young girls' dream to be a ballerina. It was mine for a while until I discovered photographs as beautiful as these in this book and then the dancing dreams and my life diverged... Probably all a good thing because I was not going to be “prima ballerina absolutta" - not a Anna Pavolva, Natalia Makarova, and of course, not a Fonteyn despite them all having "bad feet" like mine. I didn't want to ram my bleeding toes into on-point slippers ever again... Pavolva, Makarova and Fonteyn were heroes of dance as are the Beryozka Dancers. Ballet is sacrifice itself. Those ladies are not merely professionals. They are soldiers. Their lives are one of endless pain. If you bear the war wounds of an early dancer like me: Crooked hammer toes, slight blisters, bunions, athlete's foot-even blooming under the nails like a lush garden; as we all know, folks - ballet is never merely a hobby but a war. Especially if you want to be particularly good at it. It wasn't the life for me and this book particularly, by Alexandra Chizhova convinced me to trade my slippers for comfortable go anywhere boots and a couple of cameras.
For years, the Beryozka troupe has been known as a trademark of the Russian culture; and it has toured around the globe countless times loved by all. Berezka ensemble was originally founded in 1948 by the extraordinary choreographer of the 20th century, Nadezhda Nadezhdina. She was able to blend the classical dance with poetry of ancient round dances, present with past. The book is lavishly illustrated with coloured, black and white photographs and traditional Russian line drawings. The text concerns the history of the Company and early life of Nadezhda, the dancers public stage-lives & private ones (although I suspect some of the photographs are staged - the Cold War was still on & the public must be appeased)and documentation of their world tours to the date of publication. In 1960 Nadezhda Nadezhdina was presented with the Grand Gold Medal for Peace to her Company by Paul Robeson: (the American singer), on behalf of the World Peace Council.
It's quite different from the one below which is similar to a newsreel I saw at a movie theatre when they still played newsreels and I was just a kid..like this one http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HlCjMx...
perhaps that also had something to do with me changing course...
Anyhow I love this book. What else is there to say. I added a couple (6) of photographs from the book for a taste -to see them click on the actual book title and underneath the book cover it says more photos click there.. or even easier click here; http://www.goodreads.com/photo/work/1...
This is a book that belonged to my grandfather, it's the 1947 edition. I fell in love with the illustrations and is probably one of the reasons I love...moreThis is a book that belonged to my grandfather, it's the 1947 edition. I fell in love with the illustrations and is probably one of the reasons I love history. I've added 3 photographs of pages with illustrations that took my fancy. The first - of the universe with the sign (Here we Live) at first worried me a little - the vastness OUT THERE but I was very very young at the time. Now it reminds me of something that might come from a Douglas Adams book...perhaps he read Van Loon too. ;)(less)
This is a potted selection of history if ever there is one. However I loved the illustrations and I remember in primary school doing a project on the...moreThis is a potted selection of history if ever there is one. However I loved the illustrations and I remember in primary school doing a project on the Norman Conquest from the info in this book which got an A: thinking though it wouldn't cut mustard with teachers nowdays. This was my cousin's book and I have no idea how I ended up with it. There is an index.(less)
What I'd really like to know is how many people started reading with these at school???? In hindsight I find it ironic we were using these repetitive...moreWhat I'd really like to know is how many people started reading with these at school???? In hindsight I find it ironic we were using these repetitive & simple books and at the same time being taught to write copperplate with nibs and ink. I wish I could find an original cover picture which was a green cover, but have found an inside page illustration and another of the series original covers "Look and See". (click under the image - 2 more photos) to see them.
You can see most of the covers for the Dick and Jane series here; http://www.juliascollectibles.com/DJ5... It's a shame my copies were thrown out a few years back. ;( Going by the prices on the above site, they are worth collecting.
Read all Elyne Mitchell's stories of Brumbies when I was a child. Loved them. Still love them -tend get a bit sappy that way about wild horses..and te...moreRead all Elyne Mitchell's stories of Brumbies when I was a child. Loved them. Still love them -tend get a bit sappy that way about wild horses..and tend to have flashbacks of her books while photographing horses now. (less)
John Cyril Cato was born near Launceston, Tasmania and was inspired by the career of his cousin, John Watt Beattie,...moreJACK CATO 1889-1971 F.R.P.S. 1916.
John Cyril Cato was born near Launceston, Tasmania and was inspired by the career of his cousin, John Watt Beattie, a renowned topographical photographer, from whom Cato learnt the basic chemistry of photography. Around 1909 Cato formally joined Beattie's studio to set up a high-class protrait service. Cato had studied art under Lucien Dechaineux and portraiture under photographers, Percy Whitelaw and John Andrew. Pictorialism had begun to create a taste for more elaborate portrait studies than the cliched 19th century studio shot posed beside prop furniture. Cato was to introduce the new style to Beattie's clients.
From 1909-1913 Cato worked in London, first for Walter H. Barnett the leading society portraitist, and then Claude Harris who specialised in artistic theatre pictures. Later Cato worked as a freelance theatre photographer under the patronage of Dame Nellie Melba.
In 1913, Cato left London to explore the scenic and business possibilities in South Africa. He worked as an expedition photographer for Professor Cory of Grahamstown University and gained a Fellowship of the Royal Photographic Society in 1916 for his ethnographic work. After war service in South Africa, Cato returned to Tasmania to recuperate and then set up a studio in Hobart in 1920. Later, in 1927, Cato moved his family to Melbourne where he again was assisted by Dame Nellie Melba's patronage. His studio was one of the best-known for portrait work until 1947 when Cato retired to concentrate on writing The Story of The Camera in Australia (1955), the only history of photography in Australia to date. He was encouraged by the success of his autobiography, I Can Take It (1947).
Cato was not a regular exhibitor at pictorial salons nor did he write reviews on local shows. He preferred to show his work in thematic one man shows.
The dust jacket has always been missing...never knew what it looked like. The cover I've uploaded here is from the Latrobe Journal issue found on the link above..there are few photographs to be found of Jack Cato. (typical of a photographer - more comfortable behind the camera than in front of one)
Don't really know when I finished this book, it was in my grandfather's house and I can remember looking at the photographs as a child in 1969 before I could read a lot of the book - so in essence it was my first photography book.(less)