Posts Tagged ‘1905’

Haystacks or Les Meules by Kees Van Dongen 1904 to 1905

Haystacks or Les Meules by Kees Van Dongen, Dutch active in France dated 1904 to 1905 image 1

Another painting from the special exhibit at the Pittsburgh Frick museum included this painting from Kees Van Dongen. It is dated between 1904 and 1905 and goes by Haystacks or Les Meules.  I love the use of brushstrokes in this painting to show the hay being lifted by the laborer. The painting overall is simple yet these…

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Biography – Nelson Stow, Inventor of the Flexible Shaft

BORN: Windsor, New York, on September 12, 1828 [as reprinted from Cassier’s magazine v. 27 Nov. 1904-Apr. 1905. Article by Leon Mead] Like many other inventions, the flexible shaft was the product of suggestion or association of ideas. In the course of a chat with Nelson Stow just before his death, a few months ago,…

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Profile – John R. Freeman, President ASME circa 1905

[as reprinted from Cassier’s magazine v. 27 Nov. 1904-Apr. 1905] It has been stated more than once, semi humorously, that an essential qualification for prominence in later life seems to be country birth and early education, away from the atmosphere of large towns, and that qualification Mr. Freeman has, having been born in the little…

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My Bed is a Boat by Robert Louis Stevenson

from A child’s garden of verses by Robert Louis Stevenson, 1919 My bed is like a little boat; Nurse helps me in when I embark; She girds me in my sailor’s coat And starts me in the dark. At night, I go on board and say Good-night to all my friends on shore; I shut…

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The Little Land – Illustration by Jessie Willcox Smith

The Little Land from A child’s garden of verses by Robert Louis Stevenson, 1905 When at home alone I sit And am very tired of it, I have just to shut my eyes To go sailing through the skies – To go sailing far away To the pleasant Land of Play; To the fairy land…

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Picture Books in Winter – Illustration by Jessie Willcox Smith

Picture Books in Winter Summer fading, winter comes – Frosty mornings, tingling thumbs, Window robins, winter rooks, And the picture story-books. Water now is turned to stone Nurse and I can walk upon; Still we find the flowing brooks In the picture story-books. All the pretty things put by, Wait upon the children’s eye, Sheep…

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