I have long been fascinated by the beautiful and terrible images created in the American Civil war, one of my favourite websites www.shorpy.com has a stunning collection of Civil War photographs.
April 1865. "Cold Harbor, Virginia. Collecting remains of dead on the battlefield after the war." Memento mori. Wet plate by John Reekie.
September 1862. "Antietam, Maryland. Confederate dead by a fence on the Hagerstown road." The first major battle of the Civil War on Union territory. Wet plate glass negative.
"1865. Charleston, South Carolina. Vendue Range looking east from near the corner of East Bay Street." Aftermath of the Great Fire of 1861 and bombardment by the Federal Navy. Wet plate glass negative
August 1863. Bealeton, Va. "Capt. Henry Page, assistant quartermaster, at Army of Potomac headquarters with horse." Wet plate glass negative.
He Sleeps Where He Fell 1864 Dead Confederate soldier near Mrs. Alsop's house." Wet-plate glass negative by Timothy H. O'Sullivan. Photos from Grant's Wilderness Campaign, May-June 1864.
1865. "City Point, Virginia. Brig. Gen. John A. Rawlins, wife and child at Grant's headquarters." Wet plate glass negative, photographer unknown.
July 1863. Gettysburg, Pennsylvania. "John L. Burns, the 'old hero of Gettysburg,' with gun and crutches." Burns, born ca. 1793, was a 70-year-old veteran of the War of 1812 when he was wounded in the Battle of Gettysburg, having volunteered his services as a sharpshooter to the Federal Army. He died of pneumonia in 1872. Wet-plate glass negative by Timothy H. O'Sullivan.
April 3, 1865. Petersburg, Virginia. "Dead Confederate soldier in trenches of Fort Mahone." Wet plate glass negative, right half of stereo pair, by Thomas C. Roche. Civil War glass negative collection, Library of Congress.
These amazing images make me think of this Beautiful song 'Hills of Shiloh' sung here by Bud and Travis
Be sure to check out www.shorpy.com for so many more amazing images.
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Showing posts with label american. Show all posts
Sunday, 20 January 2013
Civil War
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Sunday, 1 January 2012
Death of an American dream
Here in northeast Ohio
Back in eighteen-o-three
James and Dan heaton
Found the Ore that was linin' Yellow Creek
They built a blast Furnace
Here along the shore
And they made the cannonballs
That helped the union win the war
Well my Daddy worked the furnaces
kept them hotter than hell
I came home from 'nam worked my way to scarfer
A job that'd suit the Devil as well
Taconite, coke and Limestone
Fed my children and made my pay
Them smokestacks reachin' like the arms of god
into a Beautiful sky of soot and clay
Well my daddy come on the Ohio works
When he come home from World War Two
Now that yards just scrap and rubble
He said 'them big boys did what Hitler couldn't do'
These mills they built the tanks and bombs
That won this countries wars
We sent our sons to Korea and Vietnam
Now we're wondering what they were dyin' for
From the Monongahela Valley
To the Mesabi iron Range
To the coal mines of Appalachia
The stories always the same
Seven hundred tones of metal a day
Now sir you tell me the worlds changed
Once I made you rich enough
Rich enough to forget my name
When I die I don't want no part of heaven
I would not do heavens work well
I pray the devil comes and takes me
To stand in the fiery furnaces of hell.
-Bruce Springsteen
James and Dan heaton
Found the Ore that was linin' Yellow Creek
They built a blast Furnace
Here along the shore
And they made the cannonballs
That helped the union win the war
Well my Daddy worked the furnaces
kept them hotter than hell
I came home from 'nam worked my way to scarfer
A job that'd suit the Devil as well
Taconite, coke and Limestone
Fed my children and made my pay
Them smokestacks reachin' like the arms of god
into a Beautiful sky of soot and clay
Well my daddy come on the Ohio works
When he come home from World War Two
Now that yards just scrap and rubble
He said 'them big boys did what Hitler couldn't do'
These mills they built the tanks and bombs
That won this countries wars
We sent our sons to Korea and Vietnam
Now we're wondering what they were dyin' for
From the Monongahela Valley
To the Mesabi iron Range
To the coal mines of Appalachia
The stories always the same
Seven hundred tones of metal a day
Now sir you tell me the worlds changed
Once I made you rich enough
Rich enough to forget my name
When I die I don't want no part of heaven
I would not do heavens work well
I pray the devil comes and takes me
To stand in the fiery furnaces of hell.
-Bruce Springsteen
Youngstown
home of an unemployed steel worker
Bessie mine, Jefferson County, Alabama
Monongahela ValleyImages From Photographer Ross Mantles series "In the wake of an American dream" depicting the death of an American town, The Monongahela Valley, find more here



Old Youngstown and Bessie mine photographs from the wonderful Shorpy.com
Wednesday, 7 December 2011
Morbid Attraction
Have any of you ever ventured into the London Dungeons 'Creepy Crypt' exhibition? Sounds interesting, if not slightly cheesy. The exhibition has come up in the news this week after one of the prop skeletons on display there was found to be genuine human remains, It is believed the bones could have been there since the attraction opened in 1975. I personally think this is fascinating! You'd think someone would have noticed this sooner, but I guess these 'props' can be very life like!

Its is thought the remains could date from the early days of anatomical research when bodies were regularly smuggled in from the Far East, or maybe a victim of grave robbing to supply scientists and doctors. Staff at the dungeons now believe a second skeleton which they call Twiggy may also be real, staff have decided to get their 'props' checked as real human remains have to be licenced by the Human Tissue Society for up to £2,000 a year.

I find it fascinating that real human remains have been unknowingly veiwed by hundreds of people at a tourist attraction. The story reminded me of another incident I remembered hearing about in which a real preserved corpse was used unknowingly as a prop in a haunted house attraction at a fair.
The incredible story was discovered when a television company was filming at the 'Laff in the Dark' funhouse in Long Beach California. A member of the cast accidently knocked the arm off what he thought was a spooky dummy, but on closer inspection he saw a bone inside the arm and realised this was a real corpse!
More interestingly when the body was being examined a 1924 penny was found inside its mouth along with a ticket from Sonney Amusement’s Museum of Crime in Los Angeles.
These artifacts helped piece together the corpses story and indentify him as Elmer Mccurdy.
Mccurdys story began with his birth in Maine in 1880, from here he moved to the Midwest where he lived as a drifter before enlisting in the army in 1910 where he did little of interest. After his time in the army he became a train robber.
He was shot dead after a standoff with the police on October 7 1911.
His body was not claimed, so it ended up in a funeral home in Oklahoma where the owner mummified him as a display piece (this was actually quite common at the time)
In 1916 A man came to claim him, saying he was a family member wanting to give him a proper burial, this man was in fact from the 'Great Patterson Shows' and then took the body to be displayed as the 'oklahoma outlaw' in his show.
For the next 60 years he was passed between shows and carnivals once even ending up in a theatre lobby for opening night of a gangster film.
In the 1940s he ended up in a museum of crime, by this time his true nature had been forgotten and he was thought to be a macabre waxwork. Sold on as a waxwork in the 1970s to a museum and ending up in the California Funhouse where his indentity was discovered.

He was finally laid to rest and buried in Summit View Cemetery in Guthrie, Oklahoma. To make sure his corpse stayed put, 2 cubic yards of cement were poured over the coffin before the grave was closed.

Elmers story is one of the most Bizarre and Amazing things I've ever read. I wonder what he would have made of the amazing journey his body was to go on!
This brings to mind another story I've recently read from another part of the world, in Northern Mexico, in a city called, Chihuahua we find the legend of 'La Pascualita'.
75 years ago a dummy appeared in a Bridal shop in Chihuahua, locals peered through the windows at the veiny hands and sinister smile and remarked how the dummy resembled the owner of the shop and over time her legend grew.

rumours began going round that she was infact the preserved corpse of the shop owners daughter, who had died from a black widow spider bite on her wedding day. She was receiving abusive phone calls accusing her of hiding her daughers death and embalming her body. She issued a formal denial, but the story stuck.

In more recent years stories have been told of the figure shifting position in the window in the dead of night, and that her eyes follow customers round the shop.
Some of the shop workers are too frightened to change her dress, with one reporting that she has varicose veins on her leg! The shop assistants certainly feel that she is a real person, she is always changed behind a curtain to retain her modesty.
Tourists come to the shop from all around the world and leave offerings by the window to La Pascualita'. Candles, rosaries, sugar skulls and flowers are left there, especially on mexico's day of the dead.

When asked about her true Nature the current shop owner simply shrugs and says 'I could't say'.
Who knows where she came from, but the legend that has built up around her is amazing. I wonder if any more 'props' will be discovered to be just a little too convincing to be fakes.

Its is thought the remains could date from the early days of anatomical research when bodies were regularly smuggled in from the Far East, or maybe a victim of grave robbing to supply scientists and doctors. Staff at the dungeons now believe a second skeleton which they call Twiggy may also be real, staff have decided to get their 'props' checked as real human remains have to be licenced by the Human Tissue Society for up to £2,000 a year.

I find it fascinating that real human remains have been unknowingly veiwed by hundreds of people at a tourist attraction. The story reminded me of another incident I remembered hearing about in which a real preserved corpse was used unknowingly as a prop in a haunted house attraction at a fair.
The incredible story was discovered when a television company was filming at the 'Laff in the Dark' funhouse in Long Beach California. A member of the cast accidently knocked the arm off what he thought was a spooky dummy, but on closer inspection he saw a bone inside the arm and realised this was a real corpse!
More interestingly when the body was being examined a 1924 penny was found inside its mouth along with a ticket from Sonney Amusement’s Museum of Crime in Los Angeles.
These artifacts helped piece together the corpses story and indentify him as Elmer Mccurdy.
Mccurdys story began with his birth in Maine in 1880, from here he moved to the Midwest where he lived as a drifter before enlisting in the army in 1910 where he did little of interest. After his time in the army he became a train robber.
He was shot dead after a standoff with the police on October 7 1911.
His body was not claimed, so it ended up in a funeral home in Oklahoma where the owner mummified him as a display piece (this was actually quite common at the time)
In 1916 A man came to claim him, saying he was a family member wanting to give him a proper burial, this man was in fact from the 'Great Patterson Shows' and then took the body to be displayed as the 'oklahoma outlaw' in his show.
For the next 60 years he was passed between shows and carnivals once even ending up in a theatre lobby for opening night of a gangster film.
In the 1940s he ended up in a museum of crime, by this time his true nature had been forgotten and he was thought to be a macabre waxwork. Sold on as a waxwork in the 1970s to a museum and ending up in the California Funhouse where his indentity was discovered.

He was finally laid to rest and buried in Summit View Cemetery in Guthrie, Oklahoma. To make sure his corpse stayed put, 2 cubic yards of cement were poured over the coffin before the grave was closed.

Elmers story is one of the most Bizarre and Amazing things I've ever read. I wonder what he would have made of the amazing journey his body was to go on!
This brings to mind another story I've recently read from another part of the world, in Northern Mexico, in a city called, Chihuahua we find the legend of 'La Pascualita'.
75 years ago a dummy appeared in a Bridal shop in Chihuahua, locals peered through the windows at the veiny hands and sinister smile and remarked how the dummy resembled the owner of the shop and over time her legend grew.

rumours began going round that she was infact the preserved corpse of the shop owners daughter, who had died from a black widow spider bite on her wedding day. She was receiving abusive phone calls accusing her of hiding her daughers death and embalming her body. She issued a formal denial, but the story stuck.

In more recent years stories have been told of the figure shifting position in the window in the dead of night, and that her eyes follow customers round the shop.
Some of the shop workers are too frightened to change her dress, with one reporting that she has varicose veins on her leg! The shop assistants certainly feel that she is a real person, she is always changed behind a curtain to retain her modesty.
Tourists come to the shop from all around the world and leave offerings by the window to La Pascualita'. Candles, rosaries, sugar skulls and flowers are left there, especially on mexico's day of the dead.

When asked about her true Nature the current shop owner simply shrugs and says 'I could't say'.
Who knows where she came from, but the legend that has built up around her is amazing. I wonder if any more 'props' will be discovered to be just a little too convincing to be fakes.
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Tuesday, 6 July 2010
Mid West
I just had to make something with todays new scans, I did a postcard style pictures based on American Ghost towns again, something I am so into at the moment.
I had songs like "The Ballad of Hollis Brown" in mind for this one

You looked for work and money, and walked a rugged mile,
Your children are you hungry that they don’t know how to smile,
Your babies crying louder now, its pounding on your brain,
your wifes screams are stabbing you like the dirty, driving rain,
I had songs like "The Ballad of Hollis Brown" in mind for this one

You looked for work and money, and walked a rugged mile,
Your children are you hungry that they don’t know how to smile,
Your babies crying louder now, its pounding on your brain,
your wifes screams are stabbing you like the dirty, driving rain,
Wednesday, 30 June 2010
North Country Blues

Come gather round friends
And I’ll tell you a tale
Of when the red iron pits ran plenty
But the cardboard filled windows
And old men on the benches
Tell you now that the whole town is empty
In the north end of town
My own children are grown
But I was raised on the other
In the wee hours of youth
My mother took sick
And I was brought up by my brother
The iron ore poured
As the years passed the door
The drag lines an’ shovels they was a-humming
’Til one day my brother
Failed to come home
The same as my father before him
So the mining gates locked
And the red iron rotted
And the room smelled heavy from drinking
Where the sad, silent song
Made the hour twice as long
As I waited for the sun to go sinking
The summer is gone
The ground’s turning cold
The stores one by one they’re a-foldin’
My children will go
As soon as they grow
Well, there ain’t nothing here now to hold them
- Bob Dylan
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Thursday, 18 February 2010
Beautiful house
I came across this picture of the most stunning house I have ever seen. I want this, its just so beautiful, I dream of what is inside places like this.

I imagin that I will one day mysteriously inherit a place like this, and it will be full of magical, wonderful things. I'll be able to go through a dusty attic full of old toys and vintage clothes.
I would live here and be known as the neighbourhood 'weird woman' and all the local kids would be scared to get their toys from my garden, oh and i'd have lots of cats.

I imagin that I will one day mysteriously inherit a place like this, and it will be full of magical, wonderful things. I'll be able to go through a dusty attic full of old toys and vintage clothes.
I would live here and be known as the neighbourhood 'weird woman' and all the local kids would be scared to get their toys from my garden, oh and i'd have lots of cats.
Tuesday, 16 February 2010
I seriously love American Indians
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