The Greyhound, one of the oldest breeds; beautiful, elegant, loyal, gentle, kind and frequently depicted in art...
The greyhound has deep roots in the history of the world. Evidence of
the existence of greyhounds over 4,000 years ago is found in murals,
sculpture and paintings of dogs strikingly similar to the hounds we see
today.
Greyhounds claim descent from the desert dogs of the pharaohs and
Arab sheiks. These ancient dogs were held in high regard in the Middle
East and were the companions of Egyptian and Arab princes. Etchings of
greyhounds have been found on the walls of the tombs of ancient
pharaohs. The pharaohs prized greyhounds both as pets and hunters. The Bedouins, too, so admired the greyhound that it was the only dog permitted
to share their tents (a high honour in nomadic tribes) and to ride atop
their camels.
Bedouin with Salukis, relatives of the modern day Greyhound and the oldest domestic dog breed in the world.
Greyhounds are the only canine mentioned in Holy Scripture. In the
writings of King Solomon (considered to be the wisest of the wise)
greyhounds are described as one of the four mighty beings no one should
go against (Proverbs 30:29-31).
Greyhounds were introduced in England just prior to the ninth century
through the many conquests, crusades, and wars with Middle Eastern
tribes. Their speed, agility, and keen eyesight made greyhounds highly
prized as sporting dogs by British royalty. Canute enforced laws which
stated that only free men could own and hunt with greyhounds. These
restrictions, enacted to keep poachers out of royal forests, became
known as the "Forest Laws."
Misse and Turlu, The Greyhounds of Louis XV
Eros, Prince Albert's favourite Greyhound, Sir Henry Edward Landseer, 1841
Thomas Gainsborough, portrait of Elizabeth Jackson, C 1760, stroking a young Greyhound
Marchesa Luisa Casati, Giovanni Boldini
Jean Gabriel Domergue
Margaret Gorman, the first Miss America, with her Greyhound 'Long Goodie' 1925
Today Greyhounds are used for racing and hunting unfortunately all too often there are reports of extreme cruelty, abandonment and worse. Earlier today I was reading about the plight of the Galgos (Spanish Greyhounds):
The Spanish Greyhound, or Galgo, is one of the most persecuted dog
breeds. Galgos are used to hunt hares in the Spanish countryside. They
spend their lives in damp, tiny, dirty holes or windowless shacks
deprived of daylight, exercise and affection. They are typically fed
only water and stale bread. At the end of the hunting season, countless
are abandoned or worse.
Sadly, the Galgo’s native land still views it as a second-class animal
and few Spaniards will own them as pets. They are bred carelessly and
used for hunting by galgueros (Galgo handlers). At the end of the
hunting season in Spain, the Galgos deemed worthless or too costly to
maintain are destroyed in a variety of inhumane ways – including being
hung, dumped into abandoned wells, shot, and even burned to death.
The lucky ones are rescued by a handful of shelters in Spain,
operated by dedicated individuals. Almost all of the resources to help
the dogs come from outside of Spain, namely the U.S., U.K., Belgium,
Denmark, France, Holland and Germany.
There are a handful of Spanish shelters dedicated to saving the
Galgos and other unwanted animals of Spain. Although more and more
galgueros are willing to give their unwanted dogs to the shelters, the
abuse and torture of Galgos continues. Organizations like GRIN are
dedicated to the welfare of the Spanish Galgo and sighthounds worldwide,
and assist the Spanish shelters with adoption, veterinary care, and
fundraising.
I have been looking at some horrific images today, I will spare you the details, I was in tears at one point. Fortunately there are many organisations all over the world who rescue sight hounds and try to re home them. Greyhounds make wonderful pets, people seem to be put off them because they are under the misapprehension that Greyhounds need a lot of exercise, like all dogs they do need exercise but nothing excessive, they are actually rather lazy and enjoy nothing better than lounging about, they can exist perfectly happily in apartments and like to give and receive lots of affection. I would love a rescue sight hound as a companion for Crusoe, he would love a girlfriend! I just have to persuade MG. I was looking at galleries of the dogs up for adoption...more tears, I want them all.
Glamis Castle, Angus, Scotland, home to Michael Bowes-Lyon, the 18th Earl of Strathmore and Kinghorne. Birthplace and childhood home of Queen Elizabeth, The Queen Mother. Reputedly one of the most haunted castles in Britain. William Shakespeare chose Glamis Castle as the setting for 'The Scottish Play'. I can't bring myself to write the true name of the play, old habits die hard and I am a bit superstitious!
Top Withens, Nr Haworth, West Yorkshire, the plaque below explains...
Whitby Abbey, Whitby, North Yorkshire, easy to see why it inspired Bram Stoker to write Dracula.
Daphne du Maurier at her home, Menabilly, Cornwall. The house she fell in love with, the house that inspired Mandelay and Rebecca.
I hope you will all be hauntingly inspired this Halloween.
A slight intermission in blogging due to a spur of the moment decision for an interlude in Nice. I have driven through and round Nice many times but this was the first time I have actually visited, and yes, I think it possibly is the friendliest city in France. The friendly, laid back attitude of the locals did not just extend to us, Crusoe has never had so much attention, he was admired and fussed over wherever we went, bar and restaurant staff could not do enough for him, his every wish was catered for, even fellow diners at the local restaurants and cafes were eager to indulge him by feeding him titbits, if like us you like to travel with a furry, K9 friend, Nice is the place to go.
The Royal Salon, The Negresco Hotel
The friendliness, laid back attitude and love of dogs is apparent even in the smartest hotel in town; The Negresco, although unfortunately we did not reside there we did pop in for a look round and an early evening coupe de Champagne. We headed for the bar but we spied the resident cat in there, fortunately before Crusoe spotted him, now Crusoe positively loathes cats and if we had taken him in there all hell would have broken lose and I really don't think the other patrons of the bar would have appreciated an impromptu re-enactment of Tom and Jerry. We went in search of the other bar, located in the Carousel restaurant, we were warmly greeted by Madame La Patronne; Jeanne Augier, the rather eccentric owner, she just happened to be dining in the restaurant as we arrived, she is The Negresco. Madame Augier and her hotel have a rather fascinating story; here. I found the Carousel restaurant slightly bizarre it is just like being on a carousel, with the music and horses to match, we ordered two coupes, unfortunately, the Champagne was flat and my glass was chipped, we informed the waiter, who opened a new bottle and brought us two fresh glasses. Needless to say without having to ask a very large bowl of water was served to Crusoe.
The rest of the time was spent exploring, with many eating and drinking stops, I especially loved the old town, the colours and the architecture are magnificent, bearing in mind that Nice was part of Italy until 1860, sometimes it's hard to figure out if you are in an Italian town or a French one.
The other highlight for me was the huge flea market in the Course Saleya, held every Monday, I could have had a field day, there were some fine antiques on offer and the vendors were perfectly happy to haggle, so there are plenty of opportunities to bag a bargain, I wondered around in my element until the market just about wrapped up. Due to the space limitations of a two seater sports car with tiny boot space, my only purchase was a beautifully made mirrored and chrome, hexagonal Art Deco tray (something I have been after for a while) haggled down from 50 to 25 Euros, next time I am coming in a van!
Crusoe, in Nice, working his baby seal impression, he has no shame!
When you think of the Golden age of Hollywood you cannot help but think about the wonderful photographic images of the stars. Image was everything in old Hollywood, important for the studios and important for the stars, nothing less than perfect would do, there was not much room for gritty realism, with the great worldwide depression of the thirties people had enough of that in their lives, they looked to Hollywood for escapism and to fuel new aspirations. The stars could not look like mere mortals, they had to look like Gods and Godesses. George Hurrell was one of the best photographers in the business, a creative force with lighting, skilled at sculpting faces with shadow and a master at retouching. He did not go in for the girl and boy next door look or the cheesecake, pin up photographs that became so popular in the late forties and fifties, his genre was pure glamour, he was in the business of creating icons...
Bette Davis
The man dubbed the "Grand Seigneur of the Hollywood Portrait," was born
in Covington, KY, across the river from Cincinnati, in 1904. By the time
he was eight, young George Hurrell had developed an interest in
painting and drawing. He fell into photography almost by accident,
originally learning how to use a camera so that he could photograph his
paintings.
After studying at the Art Institute of Chicago, Hurrell was commissioned
to photograph paintings and painters in Laguna Beach, CA art colony in
1925. Hurrell moved west hoping to continue his art studies. Before
long, however, taking pictures took the place of painting pictures as he
found more work shooting portraits.
Norma Shearer
One of Hurrell's first subjects was the famed aviatrix Poncho Barnes.
Through her, he met silent-screen star Ramon Novarro, who commissioned a
series of portraits from Hurrell. Thrilled with the results, Novarro
showed off his new stills to co-workers at MGM, where they caught the
eye of leading lady Norma Shearer. Shearer was desperate to convince her
husband, MGM production chief Irving G. Thalberg, that she could
generate enough sex appeal to play the lead in The Divorcée.
She hired Hurrell to take some sizzling photos that landed her the role.
Thalberg and Shearer were so impressed with Hurrell's work that he was
hired as head of the MGM portrait gallery in 1930.
Norma Shearer
For the next two years, Hurrell photographed every star at MGM, from
Joan Crawford, Clark Gable, and Greta Garbo to Wallace Beery and Marie
Dressler. His work set a new standard for Hollywood portraits. It even
inspired a new name for the genre — glamour photography.
Norma Shearer
After a disagreement with MGM publicity head Howard Strickling, Hurrell
left to set up his own studio on Sunset Boulevard. The stars flocked to
Hurrell for portraits.
Greta Garbo
But movies remained Hurrell's first love. After six years, he moved to
Warner Bros., helping build the careers of such stars as Bette Davis,
Humphrey Bogart, Errol Flynn, and James Cagney. Hurrell moved to
Columbia, where he shaped Rita Hayworth's image.
Rita Hayworth
Marlene Dietrich
After service with the First Motion Picture Unit of the U.S. Army Air
Force, where he shot training films and photographed generals at the
Pentagon, Hurrell returned to Hollywood, but soon found that the old
style of glamour photography had fallen out of fashion. He relocated to
New York, where he continued shooting advertising and fashion lay-outs
through the 50s.
Hedy Lamarr
Tallulah Bankhead
Veronica Lake
Carol Lombard
Myrna Loy
In 1952, Hurrell returned to Hollywood and started a television
production company with his wife, Phyllis. It was located on the Disney
lot. After two years, he returned to New York. He settled in Southern
California permanently in 1956, eventually moved back into the film
industry as a unit still man.
Jean Harlow
Beginning in 1965 with an exhibition at New York's Museum of Modern Art,
his work has been showcased at museums throughout the world. He
published The Hurrell Style, with text by Whitney Stine, in
1976, followed by other commemorative books and special-edition prints
of his work. It was during these years that he shot stars like Liza
Minelli, Paul Newman, and Robert Redford. Even after his retirement in
1976, he continued to shoot portraits, adding to his portfolio such
representatives of the new Hollywood as Sharon Stone, Brooke Shields,
and John Travolta. Among his last assignments were photographing Warren
Beatty and Annette Benning for Bugsy, Natalie Cole for the
best-selling "Unforgettable" album, and a fashion layout with Jennifer
Flavin, his last photographic subject.
Jean Harlow
During the last years of his life, Hurrell worked with producer J. Grier Clarke and producer-director Carl Colby on Legends in Light, the first major retrospective of his work. George Hurrell died of cancer in 1992.
Lupe Velez
Lupe Velez
Joan Crawford
Joan Crawford
Joan Crawford
These two photographs of Joan Crawford, demonstrate Hurrells retouching talents, today airbrushing and digitally enhancing photographs is a matter of pressing buttons but in the early days, it was a painstaking process, done by hand and often took hours.