MARTIN HÜBSCHER PHOTOGRAPHY © AUGUST 2022
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Self-isolation? No problem
The Cardboard Throne photograph by Martin Hübscher ©2018
The Power of Loneliness or The Loneliness of Power? I think it’s the former.
There’s a value in social distance and self-reflection that we humans have been overlooking.
We are not all herd animals, and the pressure to conform has been damaging.
Self-isolation is the least of our national problems at the moment.
This cat is king, and he’s not getting palliated by any crackpot, incompetent, nihilistic human government.
He will live and die as he wants. A free cat.
Silent, upon a peak in Darien
photo © 2020 Martin Hübscher Photography
Despite his soul-piercing look of reproach, hope springs eternal while King Cat surveys
the ruins of his kingdom left by human occupation.
Destiny of the People
Photo by Martin Hübscher [EU National resident and paying taxes in GB]
© 2018 MHPhotography
Cat © 2018 CAT Citizen of Nowhere/Everywhere
Battle and Booty
Unknown Woman with Spear by Antoine Trouvain, French engraving late 17th Century
© Victoria and Albert Museum, London.
Dagger of Henry IV of France c. 1599 on permanent display at The Wallace Collection and one of the ancient global artifacts displayed in Sir Richard Wallace: The Collector, gleaming in an atmospheric new exhibition space which is like a sacred temple of riches, just off tacky Oxford Street. Entry is free, because Sir Richard wasn’t just a rich collector in the Imperial British tradition, or schmoozing art dealer eyeing his chance, he was a cosmopolitan Europhile philanthropist, whose legacy was bequeathed to the nation by his French wife. Photo © Martin Hübscher Photography
Running the Gauntlet of the Arts London, 2018
The Levee of the Great High King
The Universe, O my brothers, is flinging wide its portals for the Levee of the GREAT HIGH KING.
Thomas Carlyle, THE FRENCH REVOLUTION
After the attrition of thirty humdrum years, he no longer loved her for her human qualities. He still found her attractive because she was as self-possessed as a cat. Observed or unobserved, wherever she was, she behaved the same, with the same rhythm and attention, a graceful selfishness, true to herself, if not to him.
He was as absorbed in her as she was in herself. Watching her brushing her hair, applying ineffable creams to her face and body, swiping her tablet as if it were a mirror to her other, secret selves, or eating her small helpings of balanced meals at the same table as him without once looking at him, he felt he barely existed. He was not offended. He admired her independence and indifference to other people’s petty jealousies. When she came home in the small hours, without telling him where she had been, he knew better than to ask.
She was her own damned cat.
On balance, he suspected that she wasn’t having sex with anyone else. She felt entitled to go where she pleased and would despise him for thinking badly of her.
Honi soit qui mal y pense. Showing his age, he thought of the ancient chivalric motto as translated by Sellar and Yeatman in his grandfather’s bent and faded paperback copy of 1066 And All That. He murmured it aloud: “Honey, your silk stocking’s hanging down”.
Though she barely listened to a word he said at the best of times, allusions and non sequiturs, messages from the spaces in between, were catnip to her, and she smiled at him.
Noëlle Mackay, HUMAN RITES
….anything self-conscious is lousy.
You can’t try to do things. You simply must do things.
Ray Bradbury
You can’t try to do things. You simply must do things.
Ray Bradbury
Well, it all comes to this, there’s no use trying to live in other people’s opinions. The only thing to do is to live in our own.
L.M. Montgomery, EMILY CLIMBS
THE PRIVATE LIFE OF KING CAT
The Loneliness of Power/The Power of Loneliness
Photo © Martin Hübscher Photography
The photographer is an EU National, married to a British citizen, residing and working in the barely United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, and wondering every day if he is going to be deported.
He also love cats.
The cat has Freedom of Movement that no mere human can take away.
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THE KING ALFRED JEWEL,
a symbol of everything we value in our country:
State protection of social and economic rights, education and National Health service, enshrining British unity, freedom and fairness,
where our true sovereignty lies
On Christmas Day in the Morning
Christmas Comet Photo © MHP 2017
The moment we finally failed
William Hogarth Tail-piece or The Bathos. Image: Wikipedia
Brexit could be “the moment we finally failed as a great nation and became a second or third tier nation”. George Freeman, Chairman of the Conservative Policy Forum, Theresa May’s chief political adviser (The Independent)
BREXIT CAN BE REVERSED BY REVOKING ARTICLE 50
“You should never be ashamed to admit you have been wrong. It only proves you are wiser today than yesterday.” Jonathan Swift
“It is the right of those of us who voted to remain to continue to speak for what we believe is in our country’s best interest and not allow ourselves to be cowed into silence.” Ian McEwan
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