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Partridge in a Pear Tree

04 Sunday Dec 2022

Posted by Candia in art, Music, Nostalgia, Personal, winter

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acrylic paints, Christmas, partridge in a pear tree, traditional songs, Twelve Days of Christmas

Christmassy Painting by Candia Dixon-Stuart

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Pre-Raphaelites

27 Sunday Nov 2022

Posted by Candia in art, Bible, Literature, Music, mythology, Nature, Photography, Religion

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Ashmolean, Burne-Jones, Dante Gabriel Rossetti, King Arthur, Millais, Oxford, Pre-Raphaelites, Ruskin

From the closing exhibition at The Ashmolean, Oxford

Photos by Candia Dixon-Stuart

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Chim-chiminee x 2 Chimchimcheroo

23 Sunday Oct 2022

Posted by Candia in Architecture, Autumn, Music, Nostalgia, Photography

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chimney, Gloucestershire, Mary Poppins, Nailsworth, roofscape

Photo by Candia Dixon-Stuart

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Deep Purple

08 Sunday May 2022

Posted by Candia in gardens, Horticulture, Music, Nature, Nostalgia, Spring

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Deep Purple, lilacs, Spring, Vera Lynn

We’ll gather Lilacs in the Spring again….

Photo by Candia Dixon-Stuart

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Organ Pipes

10 Thursday Jun 2021

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Buckland St Mary church, church organ, organ pipes

Photo by Candia Dixon-Stuart

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Build Me Up, Buttercup!

18 Tuesday May 2021

Posted by Candia in Environment, Music, Nature, Nostalgia, Personal, Photography, Spring

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Buttercup, Cotswolds, Gloucestershire, Klimt, Lechlade, Oxfordshire border, Thames path, water meadow

Today’s pick-me-up perambulation

Photo by Candia Dixon-Stuart

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Luthier

15 Saturday May 2021

Posted by Candia in Environment, History, Music, Nature, Poetry

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Aeolian harp, Alpenglow, dendrology, gibbous moon, Il Bosco Che Suona, luthier, Magnificent Sorella, master craftsman, Mother nature, musical instrument maker, Pale di San Martino, terroir, topography, Val di Fiemme, violin

Val di Fiemme Photo from Wikipedia

btristan Predazzo (TN) 5 Sept, 2009.

L’abete di risnanza gives you wood

from the Val di Fiemme, the Magnifica Sorella.

In that forest of harmony is Spruce,

cradled by Pale di San Martino;

warmed in turn by Alpenglow and then chilled.

Prolonged, reduced solar activity

narrows its rings; matches them to your wrinkles.

Your belly has developed fine grain lines;

your voice has a sylvan modulation.

You haunt Il Bosco Che Suona,

a seasoned genius, skilled in selection.

Work is a divertimento for you.

The gibbous moon is your precise signal

to select the slow-maturing timber

to be quarter-sawn; air-dried in your shop.

The vibrating air, combined with your breath,

creates singing sap, needles, resin,

responsive, like an Aeolian harp

and the terroir gives you vine ash for your reds,

which stain your hands, transforming you to live tree,

bridging the gap between man, instrument,

climate, topography, dendrology.

When your master craftsman fingers relax

and your touch becomes lighter and lighter

and Fortune fells you just where you have stood,

for aeons, those in your shadow will grow,

more vigorously for having known you

and your arcane method of fusing strength

with Mother Nature’s flexibility.

They will internalise resonances

from tonewoods subject to your discipline.

Autorotation will spread all your skills.

Though, in the beginning was Man and Tree

and an inhospitable mountain range,

now Nature has been given her own voice.

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Bach and the Bumble Bee

18 Sunday Apr 2021

Posted by Candia in Architecture, Music, Nature, Personal, Poetry, Writing

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Bach, Baroque, clerestory, Sarabande, Scordatura

Male Bumble Bee Photo by Sffubs (Wikimedia Commons)

Scordatura is

an alternative tuning.

In the Sarabande,

Bach’s audience is showered

with Baroque pollen

and hears cello strings vibrate

in harmony with

the frequency of a bee.

The musician’s taut thighs grip;

ground the instrument.

Way up in the clerestory,

there’s a resonance

which might have provoked a hum

from the composer himself.

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Brahms and the B52s

13 Tuesday Apr 2021

Posted by Candia in Music, News, Poetry, Social Comment, Writing

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acciatura, Allegro non troppo, B52, Baghdad, Boneyard, Brahms, Cello sonata, Dragon Eyes, Gansbacher, Lechlade-on-Thames, sonic boom, Stratofortress, Ukraine, Wiegenleid

The concert was a couple of years ago, but planes are flying over

as we read of Ukraine being a focus of global interest yet again…

Photo by Candia Dixon-Stuart

Two equal partners: piano and cello

bemuse the bat-stilled, fusty atmosphere.

Birdsong, muffled bells quietly interrupt;

counterpoint the sonata’s elegance.

Grace notes, acciatura mesmerise.

I follow an elbow’s flamboyant flash,

the audience transfixed on numbing pews.

The Allegro non troppo fades away.

Mercifully, no one claps before the

Allegretto quasi Menuetto begins.

Brahms played this piano accompaniment,

so intensely, that Gansbacher complained

his cello contribution was effaced.

There is no remonstration possible

as stained windows darken and behemoths,

such as extinguished the lights of Baghdad,

ravage pale skies over Lechlade-on-Thames:

Operation Rolling Thunder, Cold War,

Desert Fox raise apocalyptic heads.

Bikini Atoll, The Vietnam War,

Syria, Kosovo, Afghanistan.

Professional musicians persevere,

as Sarajevo’s lone cellist once played.

And we carry on listening – trying

to sublimate the Stratofortress engines,

sensing we are under the Dragon Eyes,

as they loiter over the leaded roof.

Their performances lead to a Boneyard.

Brahms lovers sense there are no smart bombs,

nor are there conventional munitions.

The faint music from calm spheres in deep space

is a Wiegenleid above sonic booms

and communicates the power of peace.

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Willow,Tit Willow,Tit Willow

06 Tuesday Apr 2021

Posted by Candia in Environment, History, Music, Nature, Nostalgia, Personal, Photography, Spring

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Cotswolds, Gilbert and Sullivan, Lechlade, Oxfordshire, Round House, Thames, willows

Photo by Candia Dixon-Stuart

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My name is Candia. Its initial consonant alliterates with “cow” and there are connotations with the adjective “candid.” I started writing this blog in the summer of 2012 and focused on satire at the start.

Interspersed was ironic news comment, reviews and poetry.

Over the years I have won some international poetry competitions and have published in reputable small presses, as well as reviewing and reading alongside well- established poets. I wrote under my own name then, but Candia has taken me over as an online persona. Having brought out a serious anthology last year called 'Its Own Place' which features poetry of an epiphanal nature, I was able to take part in an Arts and Spirituality series of lectures in Winchester in 2016.

Lately I have been experimenting with boussekusekeika, sestinas, rhyme royale, villanelles and other forms. I am exploring Japanese themes at the moment, my interest having been re-ignited by the recent re-evaluations of Hokusai.

Thank you to all my committed followers whose loyalty has encouraged me to keep writing. It has been exciting to meet some of you in the flesh- in venues as far flung as Melbourne and Sydney!

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