Thursday, June 14, 2012

fortune faded

This year's Architectural History & Theory Research School field visit:
Bolsover Castle, in Derbyshire.


Bolsover Castle from in the bus, on the road below.


The site of an ancient castle, the present buildings date to the 1600s.


York art historians storm the castle.


Doesn't it look like the sea in the distance ?


It's not, it's just the hazy blue view over the Peak District.


The 17th-century diarist Celia Fiennes wrote in
Through England on a Side Saddle in the Time of William and Mary
:
"All Derbyshire is full of Steep hills and nothing but the peakes of hills as thick one by another is seen in most of ye County wch are very steepe, wch makes travelling tedious and ye miles Long. You see neither hedge nor tree but only Low drye stone walls round some ground Else its only hills and Dales as thick as you Can Imagine..."


Now mostly an empty shell castle...


The "Little Castle," circa 1621, is intact.


It overlooks the beautiful Peak District.


The buildings were built by the Cavendish family.




Lots of trompe l'oeil decoration inside.




An eerie quiet in the empty castle.


Glowing windows.


Beautiful views through the leaded glass.


Elaborate fireplaces.






This was my favourite room.


So Alice in Wonderland.


Amazing ceilings.


Want.


Painted chambers in the next level of the keep.


Cherubs everywhere.


Another painted chamber.












The top level and its window dome.


Emptiness.


In the courtyard.


Faux battlements.


Sometimes I walk by and I look up to your balcony,
just to make sure that you were real.


Leaving the Little Castle.


To explore the ruined range.


A once-grand entrance.


Magical views.




Wherever those walls were...






P.S. 1822.


Fields of gold in the distance.


Fortune faded.


Fortune tellers, fortunes tell her.
xx

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