Tag: nature
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Objects of Affection
Read More: Objects of AffectionThese photographs, by Stiny’s son Henry de Jong, were created shortly after her home, lovingly crafted over many years, became an estate to be quickly dismantled and dispersed.
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Reel History
Read More: Reel HistoryDutch Genetic Origins Diversity and Continuity by Evo Inception
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Keep in the Castle
Read More: Keep in the CastleBuild walls to keep out the bad and you have a small garden of Eden — ‘paradeisos’, literally, an enclosed park. Castles and their compounds, cities with walls and even humble homes are meant to be places of peace and well being, protecting us from threatening forces. They are not aggressive by nature (though they…
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Map
Read More: MapMemoirs van Cor de Jong (1928-2025). We zijn dankbaar voor het venster in zijn wereld dat hij ons heeft nagelaten.
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Cornelis de Jong
Read More: Cornelis de Jong1928 – 2025 Preface by Henry de Jong Cornelis de Jong was a quiet, unassuming man, not easily drawn into arguments, but always ready with a story or two from his life experiences. Like my own father, my father-in-law had a checkered career that made him more worldly wise than most and cultivated his observant…
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Welcome to Middledom
Read More: Welcome to MiddledomI’ve committed to buckling down for a while to translate and reissue the collected works of Herman de Jong in an accessible format and adding in what family histories I have.
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Dutch
Read More: DutchMemoirs van Cor de Jong (1928-2025). We zijn dankbaar voor het venster in zijn wereld dat hij ons heeft nagelaten.
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Cupido
Read More: CupidoA Tale of Deconstruction: He is alone. The dyke is still wrapped in morning mist and the sheep that keep looming up are standing motionless, except for one pleading lamb
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The Nature of Things
Read More: The Nature of ThingsThe photographs in this exhibition of objects from my mother’s home are equally happy accidents, revealing the nature of things
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Terschelling – A Place in the Heart
Read More: Terschelling – A Place in the HeartPerhaps my father was lucky. There is a place in the world that he called his own. It’s a wonderful place that he could visit and remember and which never lost its essence throughout his own variegated life. That place is Terschelling