Having discussed my interest in images in a book by Botero, I went ahead and ordered a copy online. It arrived last week. It’s a facsimile that is printed on demand. It’s a chunky tome, hardcover and well bound…well worth the $64 I paid for it. Unfortunately it doesn’t include any of the images. None whatsoever. Initially I thought there was a mixup with the book title and I ordered the wrong one.
It turns out that the version with the fantastical images was published in 1618, after Botero’s death whereas I’d bought the 1596 facsimile. However the woodcuts for the images would have been prepared during the 16th century, possibly for another work. The images were included in an “aggiunta” or appendix, that was attached to the fourth part. There were a total of 32 woodcuts included in the additional section. I found out most of the information via the notes for an edition that Horden House is selling…though I’m less keen to spend $32k on that copy.
Luckily I don’t have to, as I have at least found scanned versions of the Aggiunta online and available for download. I haven’t found a print-on-demand version though will investigate whether I can print this version. It turns out that the images themselves aren’t by Botero, but by Hans Burgkmair, a German woodcut printmaker of the 16th century. There was a book published in 1960 that included the Botero images with an introduction my Walter Oakeshott. However only 50 of those were produced and I haven’t found one for sale.
There is another work that features images by Burgkmair, “Triumph of Maxmilian I: 137 Woodcuts by Hans Burgkmair and Others“, and several copies of the 1965 work are available via abebooks. While I doubt very much that any are of the Botero images, reading a comment elsewhere, I get the impression that Burgkmair’s work is worth exploring further and so look forward to the arrival of yet another book.
Growing up I loved war stories and escapism generally…unsurprising given all the Biggles’ books I have. One of my favourite movies growing up was “The Great Escape” which was based on a book by Paul Brickhill. I have it, as well the biography of Jerry Sage, simply titled “Sage”. Steve McQueen’s character in the movie, Hilts, took some inspiration from Sage, though wikipedia suggests another pilot and doesn’t refer to Sage at all. I found Sage’s book an engrossing read and Sage himself a fascinating character.
My other favourite destination for stories about WWII is P.R. Reid’s The Colditz Story and its sequel, The Latter Days at Colditz. The Great Escape was set in a camp, however Colditz was a castle. I don’t recall if I watched the TV series first or read the books. I recall finding the first book in a box at my grandmother’s place. I think it was actually one of dad’s old books but I’m not entirely sure these days.
Nestled away at the far end of the shelf are the books by Ivan Southall, particularly several in his “Simon Black” series. I think Southall was one of my favourite Australian writers growing up, along with Patricia Wrightson. I don’t think I ever read anything by Colin Thiele, though I did see the film of “Storm Boy” as a child. At the right end of the shelf are the all the Star Trek books I owned. I enjoyed the novelisations of several of movies as well as a few others. I’m a bit old school and really only watched the original series. I tried to get into Nextgen when it started and gave up after 2-3 seasons. Friends assure me it got better with 4th season. I’ve also loved the recent movies that have rebooted the show.
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So much read, so much forgotten. In addition to “History & Philosophy of Science” (HPS) and “Computer Science”, I also majored in Philosophy. Clearly, I was very much the professional student. While I enjoyed arguing and discussing ideas and working them through, ultimately I ended up being dissatisfied with philosophy itself. That became truer the more studied HPS (or History & Philosophy of Science) as I came to see Philosophy being about ideas and less about the framework in which ideas were being discussed. A chunk of HPS was about situating philosophy, or natural philosophy, within broader societal developments. Philosophy made more sense to me when I could situate it within the politics and history in which particular ideas were expressed ie not dealing with ideas in isolation.
As part of HPS, I read quite a bit of Foucault, and recall liking him quite a bit. Some books on these shelves, and also the history shelves, are actually books I inherited from my father. I’ve never read Hegel and dad seemed to have only vols 2 and 3. Terry Eagleton however was an old favourite that I happily inherited from dad. Eagleton is an old marxist academic and the only thing of his I’ve read is his novel, Saints and Sinners about a fictional meeting between Ludwig Wittgenstein, Nikolai Bakhtin, James Connolly and Leopold Bloom.
I recall reading a bit of it at dad’s place and asked him if I could borrow it. Turns out he’d borrowed it from someone else and had to ask them first if he could loan it to me. Which he did, and I read it, loved it, and returned it. When dad died, the book was still in his collection and it remains unclear whether he had bought his own copy or had never got round to returning his friend’s copy.
Here we delve a little deeper into my bookish obsessions. A little bit of odd, some book history, and of course honourable mentions to library history and the OED. It’s not sufficient to want a copy of the printed OED but I have also been fascinated by books about it and the history of the english language. Not to mention books about language, both real and fictional.
There sits my copy of Boswell’s biography of Samuel Johnson. Johnson was the editor of A Dictionary of the English Language, a facsimile I have sitting on a shelf elsewhere. Then there’s histories of reading, histories of libraries, and histories of bookish folk. And Walt Crawford. I like Walt and his continuing efforts to track, understand and write about libraries and matters pertinent to such. Here resides two volumes of his self-published survey of library bloggers.
And with that, we return to History…and a return to Kuhn and his paradigms of revolution. Kuhn was pivotal in changing how the history of science was viewed and introduced the idea of paradigm shifts for explaining movements in scientific thought. I have a vague recollection that someone published a paper noting that Kuhn managed to use the word “paradigm” in 27 different ways. I remain ever amused that as far as my shelves are concerned Kuhn sits under Feyerabend and his more anarchic approach. Here also sits Koestler and his mighty tome “The Sleepwalkers” on the history of astronomy, another book I photocopied chunks out of.
I miss this stuff. At one stage I was on track for honours and further postgrad studies in the historiography of science, and have long had a fascination with the roles of science and technology and how it is contextualised within society. What is accepted and what isn’t and more importantly why particular views or directions are accepted. It’s not necessarily about the right or wrong path, or adherence to a rigid enforcement of scientific method; it’s also about social mores and politics and personalities.
I’m not much of a cook to be honest, not that that would surprise anyone. Cooking for one a few nights a week worked fine, cooking for two one or two nights week also works ok. I have cooked for 4 once when I hosted a dinner party but that’s the exception that proves the rule. I’m certainly reluctant to cook for 5, though no doubt will cross that boundary one day – so far they’ve been happy with me buying pizza :-) I’ve been given a few cook type books and Margaret Fulton’s Encyclopedia of food and cooker has been one of the more useful ones, simply because it covers almost everything. I can look stuff up and gain useful clues.
This is the shelf of childhood memories upon which we move on from series toward individual works and authors. Near the start is one of my favourite books, Palio, about a horse race in Italy. Ah, the Mushroom Planet books, which I read a few times and still trigger good memories. Also present are The Tripods by John Christopher, good SF for kids. Speaking of which, G.R. Kesteven’s The Awakening Waters was another big favourite set in a post apocalyptic time when life has returned to basic farming and most folk are kept drugged as a means of control.
When I was in primary school, there was an occasional dinner held with authors and illustrators of children’s books. I don’t remember much about them but they seemed to be held irregularly and kids from several schools would attend, each group seated at a table with an author or illustrator randomly allocated. I was usually included as it was well known that I had a voracious appetite for books. I adored book clubs and reading catalogues of titles; I even scored a merit certificate in 6th class for library participation – because I’d borrowed the most books. The only author dinner I can remember was being seated with NL Ray and reading her books “There Was This Man Running” and “The Everywhere Dog“. Needless to say, such dinners were also great for getting autographs.