#Vézère valley

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Przewalski's horse

Animal

Przewalski's horse

Przewalski's horse, also called the takhi, Mongolian wild horse or Dzungarian horse, is a rare and endangered horse originally native to the steppes of Central Asia. It is named after the Russian geographer and explorer Nikolay Przhevalsky. 

Chernobyl exclusion zone

Przhevalsky horses in the Chernobyl exclusion zone

At the time of the accident at the nuclear power plant there were no Przewalski horses in Chernobyl. It was not until 1998 when the first 31 arrived in the Exclusion Zone. They were ten males and 18 females from the Askania Nova nature reserve in southern Ukraine, and three males from a local zoo.

The Chernobyl disaster began on 26 April 1986 with the explosion of the No. 4 reactor of the Chernobyl Nuclear Power Plant, near the city of Pripyat in the north of the Ukrainian SSR, close to the border with the Byelorussian SSR, in the Soviet Union.

Lascaux

Cave in France

Aurochs, horses and deer painted on a cave

Lascaux is a network of caves near the village of Montignac, in the department of Dordogne in southwestern France. Over 600 parietal wall paintings cover the interior walls and ceilings of the cave. 

Location: Montignac, France

Area: 34.34 ha (84+7⁄8 acres)

Part of: Prehistoric Sites and Decorated Caves of the Vézère Valley

A herd of wild Przhevalsky horses in the Chernobyl exclusion zone. Photograph: Tatyana Deryabina/University of Porthmouth. & a 17,000-year-old horse painting at the Lascaux cave in France

More: https://thetravelbible.com/top-artifacts-from-the-stone-age/

[jeandibasson]

Following the witch

Once upon a Time in Italy near the comune of Nemi, while walking at a crossroads amidst mystery and melancholy of the street I heard a talking walnut tree and wandered through its holy woods. Carefully stepping through grasses and over mossy stones I came upon a deer path. A trail I tread until nightfall when it led to a lake.

The water’s surface shimmered. Illuminated by the night sky. A cosmic mirror speckled with stars. Overcast on sunken warships of the Emperor sleeping on the lake’s bed. Dreaming of a drowned cat sacrificed in the sea to summon storms. Tempest typhoons and swirling pelagic polymers. So I made my way along its shore ruminating on the reflection and arrived at ancient Roman ruination, where walls had overgrown with weeping ivy and boughs blooming with mistletoe. A sanctuary where worshiped wilderness reclaimed broken bricks as its own. And solus amidst this Dianic scene was a woman whose white skin glowed under the full moon. Reminiscent of marble memorials or statuesque sculptures of Venus.

She had a red mark on her right eye revealed by lunar light like a hand-mirror. And seeing me stare spoke of slipping in the mysterious baths. We talked until the morning about plants and gardening. The family farm and her children. Soon Dawn appeared and touched the sky with roses, and taking hold of my hand she said without speaking to follow her barefoot blind like Oedipus.

Amongst sights we passed like seasons was a field filled with strawberries around a volcano’s fiery tiara. Its harvest stuffed with hay. Crops with cursed qualia. And we meandered beyond the meadow never picking this strange fruit. Nor had we any canned food. Aluminium cans bringing botulism. That icon of modernity growing poisoning inside. An analogy for progress. Instead snacking on seaweed and dried fish flakes from the beach’s liminal palm-shaded shores, where we wandered from for years before arriving at the Alps as mountain peaks soared above. Their beaks jagged cliffs. The domain of Arnheim. As rows of pines sank below. Acting to conceal the uncanny. A furtive forest. A fog-drinking forest. At whose precipice she passed me a pomegranate. And then disappeared. あ あ あ あ あ あ

And as she put space between us whiteness crossing the continent formed a seeping poison fog bleaching creatures colourless. Tolerating no shadow. So I descended to depths below all light. Murmuring to bless darkness. Stepping downwards up the mountain slope as the smell of alpine air surrounded me. Coming across ants in trouble in a puddle who I ignored like a monster. Their ruse read like a book of fairy tales.

And ever after arriving at a river. Her cursive current of calm water flowing under the new moon’s phase for building houses and making marriages in those five years with thirteen months when young salmon swim downstream and the old up-river to breed and die. Singing the same song since Time immemorial. Verses carved in the Vézère Valley: To be we need to know the river holds the salmon and the ocean holds the whales as lightly as the body holds the soul in the present tense, in the present tense.

And I continued beyond the brook while not leaving the life water. Migrating alongside horned gods of old. Black bulls and stags of Lascaux whose hooves painted a forest path away from Pandora’s box like cave walls whose art I read until I found the spot on the map over the border by Briançon in France.

The base of Bacchanalia. With black and white blazing banners marking the Mont Genèvre pass summit. Saturnalian site of the sabbat. Twelve camps of carnivalesque cruelty creating crescents around a bright bonfire mirroring the dark moon above. Where estries and elves danced counter-clockwise turning their backs to each other and birds jumped over the flames unburned. The fanatics. While just outside this ring’s reach a jester jigged dressed as Koko the Clown coloured in blue, red, green and yellow. A diabolical festival at which Demodocus sang serenading attendees with tinnitus. All presided over by the Lady of the Game who pointed to the pyre and promised hell’s nine circles would similarly not sear. Nine not denoting suffering but opposing ordinary schadenfreude. Paradise as a balcony where the saved watch the damned being cooked. If there is a Tertullian heaven, it must be men watching their enemies burn.

I stood to the side where the Lady espied me. She screamed as if answering a sphinx, a man! Such a shocking shriek my sight became black— awaking afterwards amidst barrels on the checker-tiled floor of a wine-cellar in Bordeaux. Under the gaze of a bartender in a butler’s tuxedo attire. Where I regained my balance and being transported and parched I reached to grab a goblet when the barkeep said beware. The tap water is unsafe for drinking and bathing. Being awash in urine and female hormones from mermaids up-river. He suggested instead a sugar-free sports drink for electrolytes and avoiding diabetes. A sports drink for the Game of Huntsman and Hare.

So I took a sip and sought a seat bumbling along the basement’s brick wall while admiring adorning art. A canvas created by Caravaggio. Judith Beheading Holofernes hanged in baroque framing. And soon after seeing three sisters gossiping about Elizabeth Francis laming a man’s leg by planting her toad in his shoe. Swelling his foot like a Theban tyrant’s. And the woman from Nemi was one of the three who even now in the dimly lit room seemed to me like Aphrodite; mother of Time and daughter of Destruction signing sunrises and sunsets in the sky. Eternal, infinitely repeatable presence. She held salt in her hand and apologized for bringing it to cure a cavity caused by a tampering tooth faery.

Everyone knows it’s bad manners to bring salt to a sabbat. Like everyone knows to eat your vegetables, or at least take vitamins, unless you want to get sick. Like it’s just part of a story, actually quite a lot of stories. Like don’t believe everything you see or hear. Watching whiteness, staring at a little screen. Like witches spoil milk and poison food and cheese gives you nightmares. Like it's in the water supply. If the sacred river shall conquer someone. Which is when cold keeps things clear. Like Iceland is green and Greenland is white. And to love the earth, green and blue. Like the devil leaves his mark on your inner thigh, unless new clothes are washed before being worn. Like a child can be a form of chains. An incubus’ or succubus’ semen shackles. Like in the world bewitched a demon baker made those new shoes. Like don't leave your boots by themselves or outdoors, because a planted toad will take its toll.

Like animists don't believe in a supreme being. Sensing the sacred through different ways of knowing. Like Oregon grape cures shellfish poisoning. Indigenous medicine for the beach. Like mushrooms at the end of the world are a bad trip in anything but small doses. Like apothecaries dispense poison pills. Contaminated capsules. Sift amphetamines from soilage with a sieve. Like progress comes with colonialism. Bad blankets draped in disease. Like to dissociate or meditate is death. Buddhistic negation of the will. Like the needle is today’s noose. An injection of infection. Of serenity. Like soap and shampoo keep you clean and anhedonic. Like above all else is lowering stress. Alleviating anxious tension and guilt. Avoiding over-exertion. Like it matters wherehow ouroboros swallows its tail, again.

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[globetrottingwino]

Wine Tourism in Southwest France

Wines of Southwest France

Wines of Southwest France (in French Sud-Ouest) won the 2017 Wine Region of the Year by the Wine Enthusiast Magazine. South West France with its vast territory and diverse soil types also grows approximately 300 grape varieties, of which 120 are native, making the region one of great biodiversity.

The Southwest can be divided into three distinct regions:

Wines of the East (including Fronton,…

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la grotte de lascaux

The cave Lascaux is located in the town of Montignac in Dordogne, in the Vézère Valley, France. It is one of the most important Palaeolithic caves decorated by the number and aesthetic quality of its works.

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Oslikane pećine u dolini Vezera, Francuska – Painted caves in the Vézère Valley, France — Myrela

Oslikane pećine u dolini Vezera, Francuska – Painted caves in the Vézère Valley, France — Myrela

Penjanje uz brdo nad selom Montinjak na lijevoj obali Vezera u Dordonji trebalo je da bude samo zabavan izlet za Marsela Ravidara, Žaka Marsala, Žorža Anjela i Simona Kankasa. A onda se iz toga izrodilo jedno od najčuvenijih arheoloških otkrića dvadesetog vijeka. Dvanaestog septembra 1940. godine četiri dječaka, opremljena samo slabim baterijskim lampama i urođenom […]Oslikane pećine u dolini…

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Visiting Prehistoparc - Parc préhistorique en Périgord Noir

ENG : In the middle of trees and located between two cliffs in the Vézère Valley, you can discover in this astonishing Prehistory Park. Daily life of the first Neanderthal hunter-gatherers and men of Cro-Magnon is represented. Throughout the course, you will dive into lifestyles and uses during Prehistory with multiple prehistoric animals. The explanatory panels along the route allow a scientific and educational approach. FR : Niché dans un havre de verdure et situé entre deux falaises au cœur de la Vallée de la Vézère, vous allez découvrir dans cet étonnant Parc de la Préhistoire des scènes grandeur nature de la vie quotidienne des premiers chasseur-cueilleurs Néandertaliens et des hommes de Cro-Magnon. Au fil du parcours, vous allez plonger dans les modes de vie et coutumes des Hommes de la Préhistoire sur les lieux mêmes où ils vécurent il y a 35 000 ans, et vous pourrez y observer la diversité des animaux de la Préhistoire. Les panneaux explicatifs qui jalonnent le parcours permettent une approche scientifique et éducative du quotidien de la présence de l’homme préhistorique en ces lieux. Adresse : La Faure Reignac, 24620 Tursac Music : Under CC - bensound.com - - - Thanks for watching this video Check out my channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCbaSATSOPdEa7wEIZkE4byQ - - -

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38,000 year-old engravings confirm ancient origins of technique used by Seurat, Van Gogh

A newly discovered trove of 16 engraved and otherwise modified limestone blocks, created 38,000 years ago, confirms the ancient origins of the pointillist techniques later adopted by 19th and 20th century artists such as Georges Seurat, Vincent Van Gogh, Camille Pissarro, and Roy Lichtenstein.

"We're quite familiar with the techniques of these modern artists," observes New York University anthropologist Randall White, who led the excavation in France's Vézère Valley. "But now we can confirm this form of image-making was already being practiced by Europe's earliest human culture, the Aurignacian."

Pointillism, a painting technique in which small dots are used to create the illusion of a larger image, was developed in the 1880s. However, archaeologists have now found evidence of this technique thousands of years earlier—dating back more than 35,000 years. Read more.

[theparisreview]

Has this ever happened to you: you invent a whole new kind of painting, and you’re feeling really proud of yourself and super accomplished, and then you discover that some prehistoric people actually beat you to it by 38,000 years? Okay, well, Georges Seurat is dead, but he may be exasperated in the afterlife: scientists at Abri Cellier, a cave site in the Vézère Valley of France, have discovered early evidence of pointillism there, evidence that far predates him, of course. As Joanna Klein writes, “They found sixteen limestone tablets left behind by a previous excavation. Images of what appear to be animals, including a woolly mammoth, were formed by a series of punctured dots and, in some cases, carved connecting lines. Combined with previous images from nearby caves in France and Spain, the tablets suggest an early form of pointillism, and a very early point on art history’s timeline. ‘Imagine the first time a human convinced someone else that a line, or a group of lines is an animal,’ said Randall White, an anthropologist at New York University who led the excavation … It is impossible to say that this was a magical moment when humans invented art. But in these tablets, he thinks he and his team may have gotten close.”

This and more in today’s culture roundup.

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Archaeologists Unearth Ancient Clay Pot Shards From Dwelling Of Earliest Known Klutz

VÉZÈRE VALLEY, FRANCE—Hailing the discovery as an extraordinary insight into the clumsiness of primitive man, archaeologists with the Université Paris-Sorbonne announced Tuesday that a recently unearthed trove of clay shards indicates they have found the dwelling of the earliest known klutz. “Based on their size,…

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Archaeologists Unearth Ancient Clay Pot Shards From Dwelling Of Earliest Known Klutz

Archaeologists Unearth Ancient Clay Pot Shards From Dwelling Of Earliest Known Klutz

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VÉZÈRE VALLEY, FRANCE—Hailing the discovery as an extraordinary insight into the clumsiness of primitive man, archaeologists with the Université Paris-Sorbonne announced Tuesday that a recently unearthed trove of clay shards indicates they have found the dwelling of the earliest known klutz. “Based on their size, their distribution throughout the dwelling, and the sheer number of clay…

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Archaeologists Unearth Ancient Clay Pot Shards From Dwelling Of Earliest Known Klutz

VÉZÈRE VALLEY, FRANCE—Hailing the discovery as an extraordinary insight into the clumsiness of primitive man, archaeologists with the Université Paris-Sorbonne announced Tuesday that a recently unearthed trove of clay shards indicates they have found the dwelling of the earliest known klutz. “Based on their size,…

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38,000-Year-Old Engraved Image Discovered, Earliest Graphic Image Found in Western Europe

An international team of anthropologists has uncovered a 38,000-year-old engraved image, above, in a southwestern French rockshelter—a finding that marks some of the earliest known graphic imagery found in Western Eurasia and offers insights into the nature of modern humans during this period.

“The discovery sheds new light on regional patterning of art and ornamentation across Europe at a time when the first modern humans to enter Europe dispersed westward and northward across the continent,” explains NYU anthropologist Randall White, who led the excavation in France’s Vézère Valley.

More: http://bit.ly/2jiFVra

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Cahelo & Pandhora - Dust | Live @ Château de Commarque | Art Vibes by Pandhora Today, we’re happy to present a live version of ‘Dust’ produced together with Cahelo 🇫🇷 🔔 Subscribe to be notified of new videos: https://bit.ly/pandhora-sub 🦋 Enter The Quest: https://ift.tt/BZqwlPb The memories of that beautiful day at Chateau de Commarque still linger in our minds, as we recall the echoes of our live set bouncing off its ancient walls. This day was a highlight of the 2021 season, and we can't wait to return to the castle in June for the second edition of the Sparklers Festival 🎪 We are eternally grateful to Le Voyage des Koumoul for preserving that moment in time through their stunning filming, and to Oudy for bringing our music to life through his magnificent paintings. And of course, we couldn't have done it without the tireless efforts of our booking agency Sparklers Tribe, who coordinated every detail to perfection. 🎬 As we look forward to the next chapter in our journey, we will always cherish the memories of that day at Chateau de Commarque, where art and music came together in perfect harmony. ✨ The Château de Commarque is a hillside castle located between Sarlat and Les Eyzies, in the commune of Les Eyzies in the Dordogne department in southern France. It stands on a rocky outcrop in the valley of the river La Beune in the Vézère valley region. ➤ Learn more about Commarque : https://ift.tt/f72xCYZ Video : Le Voyage des Koumoul : https://youtube.com/c/LeVoyageDesKoumoul Editing : Nicolas Nouhaud Live painting by Oudy: https://ift.tt/4lrceOP Production by Sparklers Tribe: https://ift.tt/BdKD2W5 🦋 Enter The Quest: https://ift.tt/BZqwlPb Cahelo & Pandhora - Dust | Live @ Château de Commarque | Art Vibes ➘ Connect here: Instagram: https://ift.tt/IBnjbGv TikTok: https://ift.tt/6DLgaSy Facebook: https://ift.tt/YDNMkZh ➘ Listen on your favorite music platform: Spotify: https://ift.tt/tHCI16w Apple Music: https://ift.tt/3DjymS6 Soundcloud: https://bit.ly/pandhora-soundcloud Anghami: https://bit.ly/pandhora-anghami Deezer: https://bit.ly/pandhora-deezer Amazon music: https://amzn.to/3RoRp9r #pandhora via YouTube https://youtu.be/TGTTcnMydTI

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Archaeologists discovered 15,000-year-old wall carvings in a Spanish cave.

A team of archaeologists discovered previously unknown prehistoric wall carvings in a cave in northern Spain, some of which are believed to be 15,000 years old. Among the carvings are depictions of horses, bulls, and deer, as well as more abstract patterns, all of which are carved into a stretch of the Cave of Font Major, a nearly two-mile-long system of caverns located 60 miles outside of Barcelona.

The oldest art in the cave is believed to have been created in the Late Stone Age. In comparison to other European cave art discoveries, however, this site is relatively young. The cave paintings at Altamira, for example, are around 36,000 years old, while the engravings at Abri Blanchard in France’s Vézère Valley, discovered in 2017, are estimated to be 38,000 years old.

--- Justin KampFeb 18, 2020 at 12:52pm, via artnet News

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La grotte de Lascaux

La grotte de Lascaux, oftewel de grot van Lascaux, is gelegen bij de plaats Lascaux in de vallei van de Vézère, in de gemeente Montignac. Onderzoekers dateren de oudste rotsschilderingen in de grot op 15.000 jaar voor Christus. Deze grot geldt als de rijkst beschilderde prehistorische grot die tot nu toe is ontdekt.