Armistice
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11th November is Remebrance Day (Australia, Canada, UK), Veterans Day (US), Poppy Day (Malta and South Africa) and Armistice Day (France, New Zealand). On this day remember those of past and present generations who laid down their lives in the cause of freedom and liberty. Forget them not. In Flanders fields the poppies blow / Between the crosses, row on row, / That mark our place; and in the sky / The larks, still bravely singing, fly / Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago / We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, / Loved and were loved, and now we lie / In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: / To you from failing hands we throw / The torch; be yours to hold it high. / If ye break faith with us who die / We shall not sleep, / though poppies grow / In Flanders fields. / - Lt. Colonel John McRae, Canadian Army (1915)
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The title comes from the poem by Lieut-Col. John McCrae. / Click to view my redbubble work by category: Altered Images / Animals, Birds and Insects / Flowers and Plants / Fractal Images / HDR Images / Satin Series
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Find here a selection of Greeting Cards. / The perfect card for any occasion. 1918-2008: Ninety Years of Remembrance is a work of art to commemorate the 90th anniversary of Armistice, running in the days leading up to 11th November 1918. The photograph and message aims to focus on the act of remembrance and brings the image of World War One vividly alive in the present. / A unique opportunity to reflect on lives lost during war. Alternatively check out my Zazzle store and make your own customised card online. Zazzle custom greeting cards are a great way to send a special message. Whether you are sending holiday greetings, announcing a new baby, celebrating a birthday, sending wedding or party invitations, or just need to say “hi”. It’s fun and easy way to design the entire card, adding your photos and messages to all four sides. / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / A selection of products in my Zazzle store: More choices from Zazzle: Wear My Art – Check out Female Contemporary Art on Apparel here: My Images Do Not Belong To The Public Domain. All images are copyright © taiche. All Rights Reserved. Copying, altering, displaying or redistribution of any of these images without written permission from the artist is strictly prohibited / See more of taiche at ZAZZLE / Baby Custom T-Shirts :dress that baby up with a special design on a custom t-shirt, long sleeve or onesize / Kids Custom T-Shirts .from organic t-shirts to long sleeve shirts, boys, girls, and toddlers can fill their fashion needs with a one-of-a-kind custom t-shirts for kids. Check out the latest organic t-shirts, sweatshirts, and girls shirts. And plenty of styles for toddlers too! Aprons / Bags / Buttons / Cards / Hats / Keds Shoes / Keychains / Magnets / Mousepads / Mugs / Postage / Postcards / Stickers / T-Shirt / Ties* Don’t forget to check out my poetry section Selected works of art from my 2009 Portfolio Do not forget to check out my range of fully customisable calendars. Simply let me know your choice of images and months to show them and I will create especaillly for you. You can choose from any of my images. / Dulce Et Decorum Est BENT double, like old beggars under sacks / Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge, / Till on the haunting flares we turned out backs / And towards our distant rest began to trudge. / Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots / But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind; / Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots / Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind. Gas! GAS! Quick, boys!—-An ecstasy of fumbling, / Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time; / But someone still was yelling out and stumbling / And flound’ring like a man in fire or lime… / Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light, / As under a green sea, I saw him drowning. In all my dreams, before my helpless sight, / He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning. If in some smothering dreams you too could pace / Behind the wagon that we flung him in, / And watch the white eyes writhing in his face, / His hanging face, like a devil’s sick of sin; / If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood / Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs, / Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud / Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,- / my friend, you would not tell with such high zest / To children ardent for some desperate glory, / The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est / Pro patria mori. Wilfred Owen
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More of the wonderful poppies up the road. While the French translation is Field flowers, the word Champs is rather appropriate for Remembrance Day. Those Soliders were our champions! The “Amazing Orton Effect” has been applied and the green desaturated a little.
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This life boat carried 28 soldiers onto Gallipoli beach on 25 April 1915. The story of Life Boat No.6 is described in this video from the Australian War Memorial The story of the ANZACS at Gallipoli can be found here For mine, on standing and looking at this boat, I started to realise how treacherous the landing must have been. I have to say that to stand next to and see an actual boat that carried 28 ANZACS ashore that day was almost religious in it’s significance and was, if nothing else, moving.
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Remembrance Day – also known as Poppy Day, Armistice Day (the event it commemorates) or Veterans Day – is a day to commemorate the sacrifices of members of the armed forces and of civilians in times of war, specifically since the First World War. It is observed on 11 November to recall the end of World War I on that date in 1918. The day was specifically dedicated by King George V, on 7 November 1919, to the observance of members of the armed forces who were killed during war, this was possibly done upon the suggestion of Edward George Honey to Wellesley Tudor Pole, who established two ceremonial periods of remembrance based on events in 1917 / info taken from Wikipedia This is dedicated to my grandfather Henry E Cottrell a civilian killed during WWII and to all the other casualties of war.
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Woodville Town Hall, Adelaide. The 11th November is known as Remembrance Day, also known as Armistice Day. It is, of course, the anniversary of the end of World War I, and it is a day for remembering those who died in the wars. In November 1997, then Australian Governor-General Sir William Deane formally proclaimed November 11 Remembrance Day and urged all Australians to observe one minute’s silence at the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month each year to remember those who died or suffered for Australia’s cause in all wars and armed conflicts. While Remembrance Day is thus observed in Australia, the better-known “remembrance” day in Australia (and New Zealand) is actually Anzac Day on April 25 each year.
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In the 11th hour, on the 11th month and 11th day each year the US celebrates, honors and remembers it’s Veteran’s of War… / Last year in an attempt at balancing the power to creatively express my peaceful self, as a previous anti-war activist who had never truly delved into the depths of ‘casualties of war’, learning even more that they went beyond the physical or deceased sense of the term. Creating a series called PEACE CANDLES that began with the importance of our votes, I was soon inspired by the real reasoning behind some of our holidays. This series brought on an amazing series of collaborations, but the Veteran’s Remembrance (III) one had to be the most profound of these experiences, as it inspired this poetry and a whole new way of looking at ‘Warriors’... Singing for Heroes Unsung heroes of time and eternity gone by, / upon eagle’s wings please hear harmony’s cry; I know of the courage in your brave, purple heart’s, / the valor that runs deep through all body parts; No medals or ribbons could suffice true zeal / of facing the devil, declaring “NO DEAL!” Senses denatured to the ills of humankind, / focusing on ‘cause’ without losing one’s mind; War, we were taught, is freedoms price tag, / for waving or planting the colors of our flag; Laying claim to faith and dignity to rites / for victim nations, to empower from plights; A noble choice to risk one’s life and limb, / while ignorance decides whether to sink or swim; My promise to you from this moment on, / your memories heard in ephiphenomenon; With love and honor, respectfully I’ll close - / each dawn sound the bugle, each eve with a rose. TK Rosevear 11/11/07 Sound the Bugle by Bryan Adams / There were Roses written by Tommy Sands are the two pieces of music that inspired the last line of this poem, and each day I hear the first song, while each evening I hear the latter. In remembrance of all Veteran’s of all wars and to all those still walking with the memories and all who have been lost… Peace Candles III includes interviews with soldier’s requests on how they wish to be remembered… /
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The subdued light is a beacon for humanity lost in a world wide orgy of unadulterated madness. / / They met each other and their fate in muddy trenches, spiritually degraded and morally confused. Senseless murder did not discriminate, it made them all victims of a crime whose magnitude numbs your logic, turns your love into a still nature of sort. Just a thought of a civilization buried below my feet fills my head with panic. The souls who live in other people’s hearts live forever. They are still around, one more reason to remember to care. This candle is for them, and only for them. The ones who raped their ideals have found their own fires already.
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Two days of the year Lezay comes out to Thank and Remember family members and friends who lost their lives during the Great War – today the 11th November 2008 the orchestra marched and Les Anciens carried their flags and Flowers and the school children joined the parade with flowers and words of commemoration to say… May 8th is another day in the Calander…....Liberation Day… This is the soldier that stands in the middle of Lezay to commemorate the war to end all wars! Living here in France brings it just that little bit closer to home – how it must have been and how the countryfolk lived…..last night there was a documentary about Albert Kahn and his colour photos of the great war – seeing them made us realise just how awful life would have been for the people here in the middle of it all…. I would like to share this with you – My daughter Chloé came home from Lycée today and said that they had to write a prose as if they are talking to the object or person this is her translation into English from French she is worried it will not make sense so I have also posted in a Journal in both languages I think it fits this photo and is our first Collaboration of which I hope we have more :) Untitled / Oh War, you are the enemy of mothers, / you take our brothers, our sons and our loved ones, / you destroy the countryside, which echoes / with the cries of soldiers,and nobody understands / what you are doing here, / we have had enough already, / don’t you think so? / We lose our lives,our spirits,our reason for living / because who wants to live after seeing / the horror in the fields / the blood which runs / like a river who never stops, / brothers massacred, who will never again wake up. / You bring death upon us, with your malicious spirit, / to see a woman dissolve in tears, / that pleases your vicious mind / who is overjoyed to see / our men trembling, who know that soon / they will die. by Chloe May Smith 12 November 2008 / Chloe’s Work Featured on the Home Page 11 November ‘09 / featured in Images with Words Jan 09 / featured in Statues and Such Nov 08 taken on canon 400d using sigma lens on full zoom at 300mm on P program
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As I post this photo, the QE2, the most famous ship in the world, will be departing my home city and her home port for the last time, to become a floating hotel in Dubai. This is purely a documentary shot, captured before 9am this morning as the Queen waits for her big day. The day started off badly when strong winds caused the ship to run aground on a sandbank at the entrance to Southampton Water, but no damage was done and a fleet of little tugs pulled her into deeper water so she could sail home for the last time. Southampton is home to the greatest ocean liners in the world, but this old lady who is over 40 years old and has sailed 5.9 million miles will be sorely missed. Note the red poppy in the midground – the QE2 became a troop ship in the Falklands War (I was even there to see her leave) and Armistice Day is a perfect choice for her farewell.
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With the Anniversary of D Day upon us, i’m reposting an image of a former soldier, paying tribute to those who paid the ultimate price for our ability to live our lives the way we do. Thank you. Llandudno Cenotaph, North Wales.
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Located in Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island – Canada The Charlottetown Cenotaph commemorates Islanders who died serving in the WWI, WWII and The Korean War. First completed on July 16, 1925 to remember the lives lost in WWI, recognition of the lives lost in later conflicts were added as circumstance demanded. The words inscribed say: “Erected by the citizens of Charlottetown in memory of those from Prince Edward Island who gloriously laid down their lives in the Great War and in honour forevermore of all who served therein / / 1914-1918 / 1939-1945 / Korea 1950-1953” Nikon D-90 / VR 18-105MM, f/3.5-5.6G f/9.5 / 1250 sec / iso-200 / 105mm
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This was shot during a brief fuel stop in the tiny hamlet of Moose Creek in the Yukon last year. This poppy in a little window garden was a bold splash of colour, despite the autumn frost. A few metres to my left was a huge sign proclaiming: “Moose Creek, population two great guys and gals and a friendly dog.” The sight of a poppy always reminds me of my father, who would wear a poppy in his buttonhole each year on Armistice Day. I do not crop, edit or enhance my images in any way. Shot with a Pentax K100D, using a standard Sigma 18-125mm lens. F 5.6, 1/125 sec, ISO 200, focal length 125mm. Featured in ODD ONE OUT, August 2009. Canada08-MooseCreek-7887
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The naked earth is warm with Spring, / And with green grass and bursting trees / Leans to the sun’s gaze glorying, / And quivers in the sunny breeze; And life is colour and warmth and light, / And a striving evermore for these; / And he is dead who will not fight; / And who dies fighting has increase. The fighting man shall from the sun / Take warmth, and life from the glowing earth; / Speed with the light-foot winds to run, / And with the trees to newer birth; / And find, when fighting shall be done, / Great rest, and fullness after dearth. Poem written Julian Grenfell, Into Battle, April, 1915 Julian Grenfell, the son of Lord Desborough, was born in 1888. Educated at Eton and Balliol College, Oxford, he joined the Royal Dragoons in 1910. During the next four years Grenfell served as a cavalry officer in India and South Africa. Grenfell was badly wounded when he was hit by shrapnel during action near Ypres. Julian Grenfell was taken to a hospital in Boulogne but died on 26th May 1915. / A few days later his poem, Into Battle, was published in The Times. It later became one of the most popular poems of the First World War. In memory of them all. Music – Barber – Agnus Dei Painting was inspired by Julian Grenfell Using acrylics, graphite and copper pigment / 102×42cm on textured paper. September, 2nd 2009
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This was taken in the forecourt of the Shrine of Remembrance on Melbourne’s St Kilda Road exactly three years ago, on 11 November 2006. While there were real poppies growing in a special commemorative area less than 100 metres away, this was one of a sea of synthetic poppies in front of the Shrine, each bloom with a personal hand-written message. This poppy bore the inscription: “In memory of Robert Mills, Australian Machine Gunner Battalion. Remembered on this day by all his family.” So after I had photographed the never-ending poppies, I got down on my knees and lay completely prone to take this shot, so that the poppy was in sharp focus while I used depth of field to include the distinctive columns of the Shrine in the background. We shall never forget them …. I do not crop, enhance or post-edit my images in any way. Shot with a Pentax K100D, using a Sigma 18-125mm lens. F8, 1/500 sec, ISO 200, focal length 125mm. 13a-185
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We should never forget to Honour those Men and Woman who fought and fight to protect us against tyranny. I’d like to say thank you to Stuart Chapman ( The Tide Is Often Out ) and Philip Golan Remember Them for allowing me to use their images Thank you soo much. FOR THE FALLEN With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children / England mourns for her dead across the sea, / Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit, / Fallen in the cause of the free. Solemn the drums thrill: Death august and royal / Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres, / There is music in the midst of desolation / And glory that shines upon our tears. They went with songs to the battle, they were young, / Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and aglow, / They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted, / They fell with their faces to the foe. They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: / Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn / At the going down of the sun and in the morning / We will remember them. They mingle not with their laughing comrades again, / They sit no more at familiar tables of home, / They have no lot in our labour of the daytime, / They sleep beyond England’s foam. But where our desires and hopes profound, / Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight, / To the innermost heart of their own land they are known / As the stars are known to the night. As the stars shall be bright when we are dust, / Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain, / As the stars that are stary in the time of our darkness, / To the end, to the end, they remain. Laurence Binyon
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A soldier falls and lays in the sand, / his comrades cannot help him, / as he is now in Gods comforting hands. Like many before him, / and many more will follow, / the horrors of war, death, brings so much sorrow. © Richard Veal. October 2009. A late flowering Poppy lying alone in the wet sand on a beach. / Just like many brave young men who have fought and died for freedom. Soon after I took this shot, I was inspired to write the short poem above. All proceeds from any sales of this picture will be donated the the Royal British Legion Poppy Appeal. Thank you for looking. / I hope you like it. Please View Large. Pentax K110D. / Pentax 18-55mm lens.
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In honour of the 11th day of the 11th month; the day that recalls the end of World War I, I fold 11 poppies from 15×15mm pieces of paper. The cross is also made from paper. Remembrance Day – also know as Poppy Day, Armistice Day or Veterans Day – is a day to commemorate the sacrifice of members of the armed forces and of civilians in times of war, specifically since the First World War. It is observed on 11 November to recall the end of World War I on that date in 1918. Source: Wikipedia The poppy’s significance to Remembrance Day is a result of Canadian military physician John McCrae’s poem “In Flanders Fields”. This poem has also been adapted as a song: In Flanders fields the poppies blow / Between the crosses, row on row / That mark our place; and in the sky / The larks, still bravely singing, fly / Scarce heard ‘mid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago / We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow / Loved and were loved, and now we lie / In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe / To you from failing hands we throw / The torch; be yours to hold it high. / If ye break faith with us who die / We shall not sleep / Though poppies grow / In Flanders fields. For a better idea of scale: / Taken Nov. 4, 2009 with an Olympus FE-340 / / / / Also available at Zazzle
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France, 1917. / A plaque that was carved for my Grandfather, Jimmie Gillies, by his men. The family story is that the shell head is from one that landed beside them while they were in the trenches, but didn’t explode. / The medals were my Dad’s, Denis Oxley, who was in the Royal Navy and Royal Indian Navy both during and after the Second World War. If you have time, please check this video out. It’s called “A Pittance of Time” by Terry Kelly. Thanks, / Mike.
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“In Flanders Fields the poppies blow…” / Lest we forget. Poppy – Cornwall, Ontario, Canada / Cannon – Fort Wellington, Prescott, Ontario, Canada
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In anticipation of Remembrance Day … 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month … See here for more information. We will remember them …
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/ Armistice Day is the anniversary of the symbolic end of World War I on 11 November 1918. It commemorates the armistice signed between the Allies and Germany at Rethondes, France, for the cessation of hostilities on the Western Front, which took effect at eleven o’clock in the morning — the “eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month”. While this official date to mark the end of the war reflects the cease fire on the Western Front, hostilities continued in other regions, especially across the former Russian Empire and in parts of the old Ottoman Empire.
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