#OSONA

[useless-catalanfacts]

Detail in the gallery (galeria de solana, porched area in the top floor, very common in Catalan architecture since the Middle Ages until c. the 19th century) in a farmhouse in Osona, Central Catalonia.

From the veranda and through the blind (little window in the window), we can see a clear view of all the surrounding countryside.

Photos by Marta Lloret, la caçadora de masies, who documents the cultural heritage of Catalan farmhouses on her Instagram and Twitter (posts in the Catalan language).

[joseptrassierraperez]

Osona en Vic

[myneightbourgwifi]

In September last year I had the opportunity to participate in a very interesting project called Osona art i mur in an area of Catalonia that I didn't know and that I found very interesting. It never ceases to amaze me. Special thanks to the @b.murals team for inviting me and treating me so well. Thanks to all the participating artists, volunteers, to Roger for his hospitality, to Cris for his help and good chats. @xavierballaz You can follow my other Instagram account @cementeclipses for more updates. Isaac Cordal intervenes in the urban space of Osona with his figurative sculptures distributed in the municipalities involved in the festival. His interventions create a common thread and allow to outline a unified route between the different municipalities. After his walks through Prats de Lluçanès, Manlleu, Sant Bartomeu del Grau and Sant Julia, the artist identified several places, buildings and surfaces in the public space where he could then set up his pieces.With his character of a white man in a grey suit well identified, he creates ironic situations, bordering on the limits of drama with a hint of dark humour. His existentialism awakens and draws the attention of the passerby to the problems and contradictions of modern society. @osonaturisme @transitprojectes @ajuntamentsbg @ajmanlleu @pratsdellucanes @aj_sjv Ajuntament Alpens #artimurosona #artimur #osona #osonaturisme #osonapaisatgetradiciocultura #turismeenfamilia #isaaccordal #cementeclipses #sculpture #urbanart #landscape https://www.instagram.com/p/Cnj6ADhobp4/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[ernestdescalsartwok]

COLONIA YMBERN-TORELLO-ART-PINTURA-PAISATGES-EDIFICIS-RUINES-HISTORIA-COLONIES-TEXTIL-TER-OSONA-ARTISTA-PINTOR-ERNEST DESCALS por Ernest Descals Por Flickr: COLONIA YMBERN-TORELLO-ART-PINTURA-PAISATGES-EDIFICIS-RUINES-HISTORIA-COLONIES-TEXTIL-TER-OSONA-ARTISTA-PINTOR-ERNEST DESCALS- En la COLONIA YMBERN de TORELLÓ, la antigua colónia textil del Er en la comarca de Osona, Barcelona, Catalunya, he pintando distintos paisajes y escenas en los que reflejar sus ruinosos edificios, aquí estaban las viviendas de sus trabajadores, ahora la vegetación ha inundado el lugar, la arquitectura en estas colonias industriales tenía un señorío especial, eran oros tiempos, se procuraba que cada factoría tuviera su propia personalidad estética, son imágenes plásticas de la decadencia de la industria que floreció el el siglo XX y entos momentos refleja el deterioro de sus antiguas instalaciones pero aún es posible admirar el romanticismo del paisaje, conjunto de parades con puertas y una torre en el extremo. Pintura del artista pintor Ernest Descals sobre papel de 50 x 70 centímetros,el triunfo de la naturaleza sobe las contrucciones humanas. Mi trabajo artístico y documental sobre las viejas industrias textiles me lleva por muchas comarcas catalanas, es mi homenaje a la historia industrial.

[negreabsolut]

Tavertet, entre les Guilleries i el Collsacabra, Osona, Principat de Catalunya. Al fons, els Pirineus.

[howi99]

A story of a Knight and a Yokai (part 1?)

(Btw, if you are a touhou fan, go read Osana Reimu. And if you are not, still go read it. It's the entire reason why i'm writing this)

RK: *waking up on a road* ... Wha... I'm alive? ... Guess the poison wasn't strong enough to kill me. *Get up, still feeling weak* Damn, what DID she put in that soup? It's like being inside a bullhead... *Looks around, not seeing Juniper... Or anything remotely recognizable* Is that... A temple? Where am i?

Nothing but the wind answered him

RK: Tsk, that's just great. No, really that's just perfect. I so wanted something new in the pile of crap that is my current life. Now i need to find Juniper and go save those kids before the cat can... *As he spoke, Jaune felt like something wasn't right* Uh... *Looking at the sky, something was missing* wait, where's the tree?!

*crack*

RK: *turning to where the sound came from, his broken sword now unsheathed* Ok, seems i'm back in the real world. So Grimm's are back in play. *Small smile* Can't be harder than a manticore or a dragon.

A woman comes out from the forest

RK: ... Or i could also just be paranoid. *Sigh, re-sheathing his sword* Who comes there? And can i also get a direction to the nearest town or city?

The woman looks at him, perplexed

RK: ...! Oh uh yeah, the armor. Don't worry, i am not a bandit, i'm just lo-

Woman: Aren't you afraid of me?

RK: ... Why, you don't really radiate bloodlust or anything, so i don't really get why i should be afraid.

Woman: *looking at him even more perplexed* You... Do you know who i am?

RK: No idea.

Woman: Aren't you from the village?

RK: *look at himself then at her* I look like i just came out of a fantasy book, why would i come from anywhere near here?

Woman: But it doesn't make sense! How did you survive the Yokai?

RK: The what now?

Woman: *roll her eyes* Vampire, ghost and all that.

RK: ... Sorry to ask a weird question, but... Are we on remnant?

Woman: What?

RK: ... And here i hoped i was finally out of hell. *Sigh* Well, can i get the direction of the tree? I need to go kill a curious cat.

Woman: ... What tree? And cat? You mean Chen?

RK: Who the hell is Chen? No i mean the literal curious cat. You know, a trickster psychopath but in a literal cat body?

Woman: I mean... I never heard of him. As for the tree, i mean there's the forest of magic, but it's not like there's one specific magic tree.

RK: Isn't this the ever after?

Woman: ... No? This is Gensokyo.

RK: ... Tell me, is the moon shattered?

Woman: *sigh* Why would it be?

RK: *to himself* So either i'm before the gods left or... *Look at the woman* Last question, are the brother gods still living among men?

Woman: ... Who?

RK: *crestfallen, thinking to himself* I can't believe it... First i have to kill a friend so the world doesn't end. Secondly, i fell through the world and ended up in fantasy land so i could fuck up again by getting sent back in time. Thirdly, i waited centuries to get back to my timeline but discovered i was the hero from a book, try to follow the story only to get poisoned and now this? Is this a joke? Can life stop being a bitch for once?

Woman: *noticing the knight looking unwell* uh... You ok?

RK: *let himself fall face down to the ground, his aura protecting him by reflex* I think i will lay down and let myself die.

Woman: ... *Sigh, then mumble to herself* How low the most feared yokai has fallen. Can't believe him doing this... *Approach Jaune* Oi, get up.

RK: *face in dirt* Lef meh di.

Woman: *sigh again, then knell down to pick Jaune up like a sac of potato* You can't just die in the middle of the road. What would the people coming to the temple would say?

RK: *says nothing*

Woman: Tsk... Name's Rumia, if you were wondering. *Waiting for an answer* ... You are supposed to tell me yours, you know?

RK: ... I don't remember my name.

Rumia: Ah! What a joke! You look no older than 30, no way you forgot-

RK: *sigh* I'm centuries old, my aura kept me young by repairing any damage made to my body.

Rumia: *interested* What's that?

RK: What's what?

Rumia: Aura.

RK: Ah... Of course, new world new rules... Aura is the manifestation of the soul. It can protect, heal and make attacks more powerful.

Rumia: *nods* Seems useful.

RK: Yeah, there's also something called a semblance, which is derived from aura. It's an ability which is unique to every aura user with some exceptions.

Rumia: Hm, we have something similar here. But why would humans need this?

RK: ... *Sigh* Fine, i'll explain to you everything about my world, can you put me down?

Rumia: Will you lay down and wait for death again?

RK: I'll... find a better place.

Rumia: Oh, but can you wait before explaining everything? I know someone who will really want to listen to this!

RK: ... Sure.

Rumia: *putting him down* By the way, if you forgot your name, what should we call you?

RK: *shrug* I don't really care anymore. But the book i'm from called me the Rusted knight.

Rumia: *looking at his armor* Doesn't look that rusted to me.

RK: *shake his head* Well, they meant my sword... I assume.

Rumia: The broken piece of junk? Why didn't you throw it away?

RK: *thinking back at what he did* Long story and a part of my life i will never forget.

Rumia: Yesh, not a fan of talking about your past i see.

RK: Oh i don't mind talking about all my adventures, just... Not what came before.

Both of them start walking

Rumia: ... I think i should tell you that i'm technically a dangerous Yokai who eats humans.

RK: ... I see.

Rumia: You don't see surprised or upset.

RK: Well, you didn't try to eat me and i can see you are trying to make me less... Hateful toward myself? So i'm guessing the technically mean either you eat bad people, which i don't care for or you stopped... Which i'm fine with.

Rumia: *placing her arms behind her head* Second one. Got beaten half-dead by the drunkard who runs the place *sigh*

RK: *nods* Sounds rough. So she got you on a leash or-

???: Rumia!

RK: *look at the top of the stairs, seeing a woman wearing... A box for a mask?* ... I assume she's the drunkard?

Rumia: *smile* Yep, she's the one.

Crazy Woman?: *sigh, shaking her head* And here i was wondering where you were. Reimu was panicking when you bolted away. *Now noticing Jaune* Oh? You brought company? I never saw you in the village.

RK: I'm not from around here.

Crazy Woman?: Yeah, like half the village.

RK: Half the village comes from a world where animals talk, fruit make you travel in time and a giant tree keep bringing people back from the dead with a better body but no memory?

Crazy Woman?: ... Uh... N-no?

RK: *shrug* Eh, was worth a shot.

Crazy Woman?: *look at Rumia* Is... Is he... You know....

RK: I'm not mad... *Seems to think a bit* Nevermind, i meant i'm not that crazy. Living with no human interaction for centuries did drive me a bit crazy. Just enough to accept a lot of weird things as normal. Like your head accessory... Is that a donation box?

Crazy Woman?: Speaking of! *Walk down the stairs* You got money for the temple?

RK: *look inside his pockets* I got a copper piece, two silver drakki, a couple of gold coins and... Well, now i know where she found the poison. *Take the silvers and give them to the miko*

Crazy Woman?: *take them quickly* Oh oh! Nevermind the first impressions, i think i already like you, now!

Rumia: *getting impatient* Can we get going?

Crazy Woman?: Oh yeah, of course! *Goes back the stairs, humming a happy song*

RK: She seems happy.

Rumia: Well, you just gave away the equivalent of what she gets in a month.

RK: ... *Shrug then start walking up the stairs* Fair enough, i'd be happy too... I think? I completely forgot the value of money since silver was the least valuable in the ever after.

Rumia: *following him* Then what's the most valuable?

RK: Mithril, but i didn't have any on me. At least in money form.

Rumia: You got some?

RK: *point at his armor* It's mostly made of it. It takes years to rust and even then it only takes a bit to get rid of it. It's a good insulator, so it keeps me warm when it's cold and fresh when it's scorching hot. It's not really stronger than steel, but with my aura, i don't need it to be.

Rumia: *nods*

RK: It can also repair itself. Slowly, but it's better than having to wait for a smith to be available, you know?

Rumia: I honestly can't since i don't wear armor.

RK: Speaking of, what is the technology level here? We have scroll or?

Rumia: Scroll?

RK: Phone?

Rumia: In the human world, i think they have those? I'm not sure.

RK: Electricity and heated water?

Rumia: oh yeah, we got those.

RK: *sigh in relief* After all these years, a nice hot bath would be nice...

[ax-ky]

[sheltiechicago]

Osona Artimur Festival in Barcelona, Spain

Wedo Goas in Prats de Lluçanès.

[clairity-org]

Rodrigo de Osona the Elder and Assistant, The Adoration of the Magi, Oil on pine panel, 11/21/23 #legionofhonor by Sharon Mollerus

[useless-catalanfacts]

Autumn in a beech tree forest in Osona, Central Catalonia.

Photos by Marc Sellés Llimós (marcselles on Instagram).

[spacespheal]

Inktober day 4: Jamil Viper // Serpent de Manlleu

El Serpent de Manlleu (Manlleu's Serpent) is a myth from the city of Manlleu (Osona) about a big snake who lived in the forest of la Devesa, near the town. The serpent had long hair and a big shiny diamond on its forehead, which it took off anytime it went to drink at the river. One day, a boy who wanted the diamond waited until the snake went to drink, then he stole the diamond and fled. The snake followed him imediately after and the boy decided to hide in a random home where he hid the diamond inside a mortar so the snake couldn't pick it up. When the snake entered the home it went directly to the mortar and curled itself around it to try to break it by exerting pressure, unfortunately the snake only exhausted itself to death and the boy got to keep the diamond for himself.

[ernestdescalsartwok]

ARC-PORTAL-PONT-ART-PINTURA-COLONIA-CALVET-YMBERN-TORELLO-PELUT-ARQUITECTURA-COLONIES-TEXTIL-TER-OSONA-HISTORIA-PINTOR-ERNEST DESCALS- por Ernest Descals Por Flickr: ARC-PORTAL-PONT-ART-PINTURA-COLONIA-CALVET-YMBERN-TORELLO-PELUT-ARQUITECTURA-COLONIES-TEXTIL-TER-OSONA-HISTORIA-PINTOR-ERNEST DESCALS- Pintar la historia y la arquitectura de las antiguas Colònies del Textil en el Ter, comarca de Osona en Barcelona, Catalunya industrial, el Arco del Portal con el puente de piedra por el que se accede a la COLONIA YMBERN en TORRELLÓ, también conocida como Colónia Calvet o el Pelut, paisajes históricos bajo un cielo muy cargado de nubes, estamos en tiempos de lluvias, incierta luz que se muestra capaz de iluminar con suavidad la construcción. Repaso permanente a las Colonias Industriales que fueron un motor para la economia en tiempos anteriores, documentar el listado de estas factorías con obras de arte que nos llevan a la Memoria histórica a través de la plástica paisajista con atención a los detalles y las señas de identidad. Pintura del artista pintor Ernest Descals sobre papel de 50 x 70 centímetros.

[shintachief]

Bon dia !!! / Buenos días !!!

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#Osona #osona_imatges #osonamenamora #cat_imatges #cat_hdr #catalunya_imatges  #catalunya_fosca

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[opelman]

SUZUKI 1000 / MANUEL GARCIA GEA / ESP / Escuderia Osona by Artes Max Via Flickr: CAMPIONAT DE CATALUNYA DE MOTOCICLISME 2023 / Circuit de Barcelona

[negreabsolut]

Mapa dels comtats catalans a finals del segle X. Borrell II posseïa els comtats de Barcelona, Girona i Osona (947-993), i també el d'Urgell (948-993). Oliba I era comte de Berga i de Ripoll (998-1002). Oliba Cabreta era el comte de Cerdanya (965-988), amb els pagus de Berga i de Conflent, i comte de Besalú (984-988), amb el pagus de Vallespir. Després d'ell, Guifre II de Cerdanya i Berga fou comte de Cerdanya i Conflent (988-1035) i de Berga (1003-1035). Després d'Oliba Cabreta, a Besalú fou comte son fill, Bernat Tallaferro (988-1020). Al Rosselló foren comtes Gausfred I (931-991) i Guislabert I (991-1014). El Vallespir era vescomtat, part del comtat de Rosselló. N'era vescomte Guillem I (991-1028). A l'Urgell, després de Borrell II de Barcelona, hi governà son fill Ermengol I (993-1010). Al Pallars hi governaren en condomini els germans Ramon III i Borrell I (948-995). A la mort d'aquest darrer foren succeïts per son fill Ermengol I de Pallars (995-1010), que hi governà en condomini amb Sunyer I de Pallars (948-1011), fill de Llop I de Pallars (920-947). A la Ribagorça hi governaven Unifred (970-979), succeït per son germà Arnau (979-990), succeït per son germà Isern (990-1003).