#monrepos castle

[postcard-from-the-past]

Monrepos Castle in Neuwied, Rhineland-Palatinate, Germany

German vintage postcard

[enkinaru]

So, went on a vacation to Vyborg last week

Did some very quick sketches of local sights in an extra small sketchbook

First row - MonRepos park

Second row - Vyborg castle and Round tower

Third row - Some Random Cool Old House™ and an abandoned bread factory (my skills cannot even remotely channel an absolutely inhuman aura of that concrete monolith of depression)

[transparentgentlemenmarker]

La chapelle interdite Kapelleninsel und Amorinsel Monrepos, Baden-Württemberg, Allemagne. Quiconque se tient sur la rive du lac du château de Monrepos l'a en vue : la chapelle idyllique située sur une petite île. Il est permis d'en faire le tour en barque ou en pédalo, mais il est interdit d'y pénétrer - l'île est devenue une réserve ornithologique, tout comme sa voisine, l'île de Cupidon. Son histoire le village anglais de Hohenheim était un village artificiel composé de 60 petites architectures (échelle 1:4) sur le terrain du jardin exotique de l'université de Hohenheim. Le village (ou Dörfle) fut construit à partir de 1776 par le duc Karl Eugen et son épouse Franziska von Hohenheim comme "colonie rurale au milieu des ruines d'une ville romaine" et désigné comme "village anglais" car inspiré par les modèles anglais de l'art des jardins. Après la mort du duc en 1793, le village anglais tomba en ruine, et la chapelle néogothique fut déplacée au début du XIXe siècle sur une île lacustre du château de Monrepos à Ludwigsbourg. Si la petite chapelle est bien visible en hiver, on ne peut que deviner en été la nef bombardée pendant la Seconde Guerre mondiale. Depuis longtemps, la nature a pris le relais, les arbres et les buissons ont recouvert les épaisses pierres et donnent à l'architecture l'atmosphère d'un lieu enchanté, mais qui fait aussi un peu frémir.

The Forbidden Chapel Kapelleninsel und Amorinsel Monrepos, Baden-Württemberg, Germany. Anyone who stands on the shore of the Monrepos castle lake can see it: the idyllic chapel on a small island. It is possible to go around it in a boat or pedal boat, but it is forbidden to enter - the island has become a bird sanctuary, just like its neighbour, Cupid Island. Here is its surprising history: The English village of Hohenheim was an artificial village consisting of 60 small architectures (scale 1:4) on the grounds of the exotic garden of Hohenheim University. The village (or Dörfle) was built from 1776 onwards by Duke Karl Eugen and his wife Franziska von Hohenheim as a "rural settlement amidst the ruins of a Roman city" and was designated as an "English village" because it was inspired by English models of garden design. After the duke's death in 1793, the English village fell into ruin and the neo-Gothic chapel was moved to a lake island of Monrepos Castle in Ludwigsburg in the early 19th century. While the small chapel is clearly visible in winter, in summer the nave, which was bombed during the Second World War, can only be guessed at. Nature has long since taken over, trees and bushes have covered the thick stonework and given the architecture the atmosphere of an enchanted, but also somewhat frightening place.

December 16 2022

[little-eccedentesiast]

[allthingseurope]

Monrepos Castle, Germany (by Ralph Oechesle)

[josefavomjaaga]

1805 - Party poopers in Württemberg

Recently we had the memoirs of Margrave Wilhelm von Baden about Masséna. Another prince from a German-speaking country allied with France, Eugen von Württemberg, wrote his memoirs from an enemy's point of view. He was a general in the Russian army, and I assume the Russians here know far more about him than I do.

Württemberg’s Elector, Friedrich, future king Friedrich I., presented a stunning sight: He was 2,11m tall (6 ft 11) and weighed 200 kg (440 pounds). There’s many anecdotes about him, including one stating that a semicircle had to be cut out of his tabletop because otherwise his enormous belly would have prevented him from reaching anything on it, and one that has Napoleon comment on seeing him for the first time: "I did not know human skin could stretch that much." He should have been as unlikely as the Badeners to become a French ally, as both courts had strong family ties to Russia: Baden’s hereditary prince was the brother of the tsarina, and Elector Friedrich von Württemberg, besides having married the daughter of George III., was a brother to the tsar’s mother. Because of these family relations, young Eugen came to live in Russia. His father was a brother to Friedrich von Württemberg, and in September 1805, at the outbreak of the Third Coalition War, 20-year-old Eugen had come to Württemberg with his parents for the marriage of his cousin Paul (Friedrich’s younger son). But then there were party crashers…

Next, the preparations for the wedding celebration took up most of my attention, and the attention of all those present. They gave rise to many interesting and probably also some burlesque scenes; but I will only dwell here on the historical events that immediately followed that celebration.

Sounds like he is depriving us of some fun stuff here.

Monrepos is a summer residence not far from Ludwigsburg, one that my grandfather particularly liked and that often witnessed his rural festivities. It is not far from the road to Heilbronn, which is linked to roads from Baden. Here, on the third day after the wedding, a large ball took place, interrupted right at the beginning by news from Austrian headquarters, described to us as very disturbing. Truely, the Elector did not take the time to enter an adjoining room, but spoke animatedly with his confidants in the hall itself. My cousin Catharina (later Queen of Westphalia), who was just waltzing with me, dragged me by the hand into the vicinity of the circle that had formed around her father and - somewhat immodestly – listened in on the proceedings, whereupon the Elector, although more smiling than annoyed, made a bow and dismissed her with the remark: "On est appelé pour la danse et pas à mon conseil."

One has been invited to the dance and not to my council. - One of course also speaks French to one’s daughter, because one is not an uncivilised peasant.

We then danced on, but not for long; for suddenly the chevaux-legers lieutenant von Landsberg rushed in almost breathlessly and called out to the Elector: "For God's sake, my gracious lord, listen to me! The French are no more than a quarter of an hour away from here!"

The party ended rather quickly then:

The only thing on everyone's mind was to set off in a hurry; but before the long line of equipages could be ready for all those present, it was said that French advance troops were already peering in at the windows.

Which, admittedly, would have been even better: French soldiers looking in through the windows at the dancing Württemberg court, waving at the ladies, ladies screaming and fainting … alas, did not happen, that stupid lieutenant who brought the warning ruined it.

There were no bounds to the haste with which everyone ran towards the coaches; we all arrived in Ludwigsburg safe and sound and unmolested. Actually, this fear was quite ridiculous; for why was the Württemberg court concerned with the quarrel between Austria and France at that time?

Yes, why indeed? It’s not as if there had been secret negotiations with Napoleon for ages, special envoys sent, Napoleon insisting on some Württemberg troops to ostensibly present themselves on his side… But that was surely something that had not been discussed with 20-year-old Evgeny. One was invited to the dance only, after all.

Convinced of this, I slept peacefully, and it was only when the first ray of sunlight hit my eyes that I remembered the French again. Curiosity drove me to the window of my lofty appartment in the castle, which faced the countryside.

The sight, however, was startling. Like ants, countless groups covered paths and fields as far as the human eye could see. All the roads were covered with carts and cavalry. The infantry soldiers seemed to be striding across the fields in heaps, barely in order. It was the whole corps of Marshal Ney that passed Ludwigsburg without touching it; for it seems as if that Marshal had respected the neutrality demanded by the Elector for his residence without protest.

All day long there was great alarm and much concern in the castle. My cousin Catharina ran back and forth from her rooms to my parents ten times and could not hide her mortal fear.

Aw, don’t worry, Catherine. In two years, you’ll get your very own Frenchman.

But even the Elector, when he had got rid of Marshal Ney, was not in a good mood either; for the rougher Lannes, in red hussar uniform at the head of his staff, demanded entry through the barrier, which was blocked to him by a Württemberg guard. My uncle immediately went there himself, and I witnessed an exchange of words in which I only concluded from the loud tone of the Frenchman's speech that he was in an irritable mood […]

Of course Lannes would be on edge. He was facing a guy who looked as if he could eat Lannes whole, and still have room for dessert!

[…] while I gathered from the Elector's words that the possession of Ludwigsburg would bring no military advantages, but that a forced intrusion (contrary to valid diplomatic forms) could become a bone of contention, which the Emperor Napoleon, who only strived for great ends, might wish to avoid. It is certain that my uncle gradually impressed the rude marshal, and that the latter, at last accepting an invitation to the castle, became very polite and ordered his corps to march around the place.

Quick and dirty photo edit for the occasion:

Lannes: Alright, guys. According to this totally reliable map my wife got for me at the thrift shop, we need to go this way!

Friedrich: ...

[tifoti]

The Kapelleninsel and Amorinsel Monrepos are two islands on the lake behind Monrepos Castle near Ludwigsburg . The chapel island has a neo-Gothic church on a smaller scale (chapel). It was built in the English village in 1797 and moved to Chapel Island in 1803. In 1944 the chapel was partially destroyed. Cupid Island used to have a temple with a cupid figure inside. Only the foundations are left of him.

(Wikipedia)

[ruspeach]

SOUND: https://www.ruspeach.com/en/news/9122/ Выборг - это красивый российский город, расположенный в 122 км от исторического центра Санкт-Петербурга. Он находится недалеко от границы с Финляндией. Это крупный экономический, промышленный и культурный центр Ленинградской области, порт на Балтике, важный узел шоссейных и железных дорог. В Выборге сосредоточено более 300 различных памятников: архитектурных, исторических, скульптурных, археологических, среди кото��ых основные Выборгский замок, библиотека Алвара Аалто, парк Монрепо. Vyborg is a beautiful Russian city located in 122 km from historic center of St. Petersburg. It is near a border with Finland. It is a large economic, industrial and cultural center of Leningrad region, port on Baltic, important knot of highway and railroads. There are more than 300 various monuments concentrated in Vyborg: architectural, historical, sculptural, archaeological, among which Vyborg Castle, Alvar Aalto's library, Monrepos Park. экономический [ehkanamicheskij] - economical центр [tsentr] - center российский [rasìjskij] - Russian недалеко [nedaleko] - not far красивый [krasìvyj] - beautiful замок [zamòk] - lock город [gòrat] - city (noun, m.) важный [vazhnyj] - important библиотека [bibliatèka] - library www.ruspeach.com

[art-now-germany]

At the Water, Richard Mierniczak

Impression from lake castle Monrepos in Ludwigsburg. Painted area is less than 19.5x19.5 cm. This landscape is painted in "alla prima" technique. The paint carrier is Canvas on Cardboard primed three times. The materials used for the painting are of a high professional quality, which guarantees a high longevity and color fastness of the painting. The surface of the painting is protected by a dammar varnish.

https://www.saatchiart.com/art/Painting-At-the-Water/295737/4380533/view

[joecambrer-blog]

Ludwigsburg Castle Monrepos

south west germany, near Stuttgart

[in-sain-i]

Redhead Model, make up, hair, outfit: @in_sain_i Pic by @spiegelland_photography Thank you! :) #redhead #lashes #halloween #wig #costume #streaks #dress #fantasy #drag #dragstyle #look #goth #gothic #gothicgirl #monrepos #castle #alternativefashion #alternativemodels #blacklips https://www.instagram.com/p/BqMVF__DjYx/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=13qin04fmtrz3

[lippi1982]

Last sunday we visit the castle monrepos near ludwigsburg to take some photos. Now i wanna show you some of the best pictures.

[princeofwied]

London Society: Early Days of Carmen Silva, 1897

Page 67: The ceremony took place at Monrepos, all the sponsors of the Princess with the immediate relatives and friends being present. After this, days and years of sorrow followed. The Prince of Wied was nearly always in a state of suffering, and little Otto in an agony of pain, so that his mother could scarcely leave his bedside.

Page 68: Soon after the Princess had returned from Berlin, Professor Busch came to Neuwied for a consultation. His opinion made the mother and child’s hearts die within them. He told them the Prince of Wied and his brave little Otto were both doomed, it was merely a question of time. Of course they had known Otto’s fate before, but they hoped about the Prince, and now this plain matter of fact verdict, brought out into the light of day, seemed more than they could bear.

Page 69: In January 1862 the Prince of Wied became so increasingly ill that he could not leave his bed. The Princess Elizabeth nursed him devotedly. What a picture the Castle of Monrepos must have presented at this time! Two sick rooms, two sufferers, both supposed to be dying. The fair young Princess ministering to her father with the most tender love, and not far away the noble mother, watching night and day beside her little Otto, who was dying in frightful agonies, yet who was strong in faith and made a brave stand to the very last.

Page 70: The Prince of Wied writes: “According to his wish, Prince Otto was buried on a hill not far from Monrepos, under the shade of lime trees. His holy memory will be glorified in our recollection — an incorruptible legacy, which makes us rich, notwithstanding our endless loss.” So deeply and so tenderly was the little Prince Otto beloved, that his loss was ever present with the family. 

It was fourteen years after his death that the Princess Elizabeth at last ventured to write a short and touching history of his life for private circulation. But even then the poor bereaved mother could not bring herself to read it. After Prince Otto’s death the Prince of Wied rallied a little, and the family went to Baden for his health. In the summer, however, they returned to their lovely home at Monrepos on the heights.

Page 71: On account of the health of the Prince of Wied the winters of 1862 and 1863 were spent at Baden, and here the Princess was a little introduced into society.

[shootstreets-blog]

#🏰 #Ludwigsburg, city, #BadenWürttemberg Land (state), southwestern #Germany. It lies along the #Neckar #River just north of #Stuttgart. Ludwigsburg (its name meaning “Ludwig’s #Castle”) was founded by Duke Eberhard Ludwig of Württemberg around his palace (1704–33), the largest #Baroque palace in #Germany, with 18 main buildings and more than 450 rooms. The city was chartered in 1718 and was later enlarged by Duke Charles Eugene. Set in a scenic #park, Ludwigsburg Palace contains a portrait gallery of the rulers of #Württemberg and also their burial vault, a state art gallery and archives, the palace and regional museums, and a theatre. Concerts and an annual garden show are held in the palace and park. Also notable are two other palaces, Favorite (1718) and Monrepos (1760). The city manufactures machinery, iron and wire #goods, organs, and china. It is also a rail junction and convention centre and has an active film industry (including a film academy). Pop. (2003 est.) 87,581. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• #👍 #shootstreets #street_photography #streetshots #architectures #architecture_greatshots #architecture_hunter #reisenmachtglücklich #travelblog #traveldestination #travelnow #voyageursdumonde #rue #straße #strasse #strassenfotografie (at Schloss Ludwigsburg)

[ruspeach]

SOUND: https://www.ruspeach.com/en/news/9122/ Выборг - это красивый российский город, расположенный в 122 км от исторического центра Санкт-Петербурга. Он находится недалеко от границы с Финляндией. Это крупный экономический, промышленный и культурный центр Ленинградской области, порт на Балтике, важный узел шоссейных и железных дорог. В Выборге сосредоточено более 300 различных памятников: архитектурных, исторических, скульптурных, археологических, среди которых основные Выборгский замок, библиотека Алвара Аалто, парк Монрепо. Vyborg is a beautiful Russian city located in 122 km from historic center of St. Petersburg. It is near a border with Finland. It is a large economic, industrial and cultural center of Leningrad region, port on Baltic, important knot of highway and railroads. There are more than 300 various monuments concentrated in Vyborg: architectural, historical, sculptural, archaeological, among which Vyborg Castle, Alvar Aalto's library, Monrepos Park. экономический [ehkanamicheskij] - economical центр [tsentr] - center российский [rasìjskij] - Russian недалеко [nedaleko] - not far красивый [krasìvyj] - beautiful замок [zamòk] - lock город [gòrat] - city (noun, m.) важный [vazhnyj] - important библиотека [bibliatèka] - library www.ruspeach.com