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Friday, April 18. 2008

Thomas Charles Farrer (1839-1891)

Mount Tom, 1865. That is the Connecticut River in the foreground, near Northampton, MA.

 

Posted by Bird Dog in The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 05:09 | Comments (5) | Trackbacks (0)

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Huh. I remember the Connecticut river from the 1960's. A foul, smelly, dead rivulet of chemical effluent that ran brown, green, red, orange, blue, yellow, basically ever color imaginable.

It is still hard for me to picture the river even today, other than that. I saw it last year on my way up to MV MA for a family reunion and see that it has changed.... but that dead picture is the one that will remain with me until I die. (kinda like the enviromentalists who saw BABMI in the theater and picture real forest life like that. They can't see it any other way except a childhood memory. Wait! That should be the comment for the deer picture.)
#1 JoeC on 2008-04-18 16:39 (Reply)
The river is clean now.
#1.1 BD on 2008-04-18 17:01 (Reply)
Is this a painting or a hand-tinted photograph? In either case, pretty impressive.
#2 Jim on 2008-04-18 19:50 (Reply)
Painting. He was meticulous.
#2.1 BD on 2008-04-18 20:15 (Reply)
I grew up in the shadow of Mt. Tom, almost literally, but i had never seen this painting. Thanks for posting.

And the Connecticut River has been cleaned up significantly.
#3 wph on 2008-04-19 23:16 (Reply)

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