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serenamlc · 1 year
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St Cwyfan's Church, Aberffraw, Anglesey, Wales, UK.
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denhugh · 11 months
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lymphomalass · 1 year
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Today, I'd like to share with you my painting of St Cwyfan's Church on Cribinau Island near Aberffraw, Ynys Môn /Anglesey and tell you what brought me to paint it.
My watercolour was inspired by Sir Kyffin Williams's magnificent monumental square oil painting of the same subject in it's matching frame, which I was privileged to spend some time with as a teenager. My photo of it here just doesn't do it justice.
This painting stuck in my mind, and made me want to visit the church. Sir Kyffin gave it such a significance for me through his painting. And now I've painted my own interpretation of this incredible place in watercolours.
The sea weed, boulders, wobbly stones and damp sand I had to cross to get to the church are accentuated in my version, with the church beyond on it's island, and the sky around it, an ethereal idealised vision in the distance, reflecting it's original beatific purpose - to bring a piece of Heaven down to the local congregation of farmers and labourers.
The church in the sea was built during the 12th century and largely reconstructed in the 14th. It's position on an island was not planned but instead caused by the sea washing the land away around the church, St Cwyfan's originally having been built on the end of a peninsula..
Access is across the beach and rocky shore at low tide. You can find Cwyfan Church at Ty Croes near Aberffraw LL63 5YR on Ynys Môn Anglesey, but please be careful not to be cut off by the tide!
The unframed A4 original is available from me for £75 including UK postage. Please just message me to arrange purchase. And it's also available printed on all sorts of lovely things, including larger canvases, at: https://www.redbubble.com/shop/ap/138010105
Thanks!
Sam aka LymphomaLass xx
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tishfarrell · 1 year
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Winter Sea
Finishing the year with a photo that began it, taken during our New Year break at Aberffraw on the North Wales island of Anglesey. It’s a place you can always rely on for some stunning light effects, even in winter. Last January did not disappoint, though we had some gales too. Here are some of the more peaceful on-the-beach moments. * Here’s wishing you glowing horizons, whatever your…
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Hello I am going on a holiday to Eryri next month & I like to read up about an area before going there... do u have any reading or documentary or podcast recs? I'm particularly interested in the ecology & minority language activism & like. Peoples history & rural lives! I know this is stuff u know about in Wales but idk if north Wales is ur region! Míle buiochas ón Eireann!
Fáilte go dtí an Bhreatain Bheag! Or croeso i Gymru. Exciting! Keep an eye on the notes for others chiming in with good recs for documentaries and the like, I'm going to just give a super quick guide
Okay, pronunciation guide for place names and that is here in written form and here in video form. I cannot recommend strongly enough that you try to use the Welsh place names rather than the English translations. Duolingo is flawed but serviceable if you want to hear and learn some basic phrases. If you can at least throw out a 'bore da' to people you pass/shopkeepers, you'll be very well liked. You don't need to be fluent by any means, but Making An Effort is seen as, like, the nicest and politest and most wonderful thing in Wales, and particularly in regions like Eryri.
Because! It's one of the biggest remaining Welsh language strongholds. If you look at language maps over time in Wales, a pattern emerges:
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And the current (2021) figures show this:
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And you are going to this bit:
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So you're heading into the Welshest bit in all of Wales! And the bit with the strongest and longest history of Welsh, too.
Which also means there's a lot of activism-related stuff in that area. It's probably worth you reading up on the history of Tryweryn (which was a bit further east, but sets the scene well); there was also a BIG thing a couple of decades ago where activists would burn down English-owned holiday homes (while they were empty in winter, not, like, with the English in them). This is because, in addition to the usual issues with the social impacts of holiday homes (driving up prices meaning locals can't live there, eroding communities, etc), holiday homes in Welsh language heartlands are a significant and tangible threat to the language. Even today, the issue of holiday homes is an extremely touchy subject, as is the issue of (mostly-English) people moving into the area because "It's so pretty!!!" and then not learning the language.
(Yet another reason they will love you if you Make An Effort)
Historically speaking, you'll be in a chunk of the country that was the ancestral seat of the last kings of Wales (Gwynedd). The final one, Llywelyn ein Llyw Olaf, was ambushed and murdered in 1282, which was the beginning of the end for fighting off English rule. In fact, Owain Glyndŵr later crowned himself king of Wales for about two years, but weirdly, no one acknowledges this as real kingship for some reason - if you google his name, he's always listed as a soldier or military commander, which really opens up a whole "Who gets to say when someone is royalty" debate, but he did actually claim descent from the House of Aberffraw anyway, so ultimately it still links back to Llywelyn.
Ecology! Temperate alpine. There actually isn't a global scientific distinction between hill and mountain, but most countries set an arbitrary height standard. This means it varies from country to country depending on how tall their topology is. Wales, however, bucks this trend, and instead decides based on what is formally referred to as 'land use' and colloquially referred to as 'Vibes'. If it's a hill, it's tamed - if it's a mountain, it's wild. This means Eryri is fairly short by the standards of tedious foreigners who regard mountains as a sort of geological dick waving competition, but it's in fact a whole mountain range; it's also older than Saturn's rings. And, crucially, it's very much sufficiently above sea level to have an alpine ecosystem.
There are three endemic (i.e. not occurring anywhere else in the world) species in Eryri, to whit:
The Snowdon lily. A small and delicate flower growing in protected and inaccessible spots on yr Wyddfa (formally known as Snowdon). Excessively vulnerable to trampling, so the national park keeps sections where it grows fenced off.
The Snowdon beetle. RAINBOW BEETLE.
The gwyniad. A sub-species of whitefish until recently exclusively found in Llyn Tegid (Bala Lake), trapped there after the ice age and now developing its own genetic profile distinct from other whitefish. Some dickhead in the 80s introduced the ruffe to the lake for fishing, and the ruffe eats the gwyniad's eggs, so they've now transplanted eggs to Llyn Arenig Fawr nearby as a conservation measure.
There's also feral goats. And Welsh mountain ponies. Ooh, and, red kites - in the UK red kites were so heavily persecuted they eventually fell to just 7 breeding pairs in Wales. We established a protected zone and hired Nepalese Gurkhas to guard the nests and thus saved it from extirpation so successfully they later translocated Welsh birds to other spots in the UK. It's a big conservation success story, and now red kites are considered to be the national bird of Wales. They have a very distinctive silhouette, too, look for the forked tail.
Oh, and, we have a unique habitat type called ffridd, which you see a lot of in Eryri.
Final wildlife pictures to close:
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Anyway - have a great time! Enjoy muchly.
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writingkitten · 6 months
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Desserts in general, but here we gooooooooo
Ricky: rebanadas de fresa con coco (basically strawberry pound cake topped with coconut)
Robert: Boston crème doughnut
Harold: Victoria sponge cake
Otto: tiramisu
Doc Ock: dark chocolate mousse
Harding: lemon tart
Edelweiss: funnel cake
Chandler: blood orange sorbet
Big Boss: dixies (kinda like a buttery blonde brownie)
Andres: borrachos
Boris: aberffraw biscuit
Dunlop: sticky toffee pudding
Arden: cheese danish
Jim: chocolate chip cookie
Jimmy: lemon bar
Armand: cinnamon roll
Manuel: Zeppole di San Giuseppe
Maxim: blackberry tart
Hank: baklava
Oswald: Yorkshire pudding
Dick: pumpkin bread
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allquiet · 1 year
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1. Nightmare.
This is the first in a series of short writing exercises based around my OC warboys during the First World War. I'm using this list and this list for prompts. It's not much, but I'm just easing back into writing. If you like it, stay tuned - there will be more, including more info on my actual characters.
Prompts: breathing in the dark; unable to breathe.
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When Nat wakes tangled in soft cotton sheets, he fights them. It doesn’t feel right, it doesn’t feel real. In his dream, he sat at the bottom of a deep, flooded shellhole, soaked and shivering. Clutching his rifle tight and ready to spring into action, he stared upward at a sky that glowed green. He was waiting for something, muscles taut, teeth gritted, but he can’t remember what. It doesn’t matter. The sodden, clammy weight of his soaked uniform felt more real than the bedding he drags with him as he tumbles to the floor now. His nails scrape against wooden boards sanded smooth, carefully polished, not slick and rough, half-rotted. It doesn’t feel right. It doesn’t feel real.
Nat kicks the last of the sheets away as they cling to his ankles, try to wrap around his calves, and he gets to his feet. The room tilts, unfamiliar shadows looming at the edges of his vision. He knows where he is. He’s not mad, he knows where he is: Nat knows that he is at home, in Aberffraw, that this is bedroom, that these looming shadows are the books and toys and collected treasures of his childhood, but it doesn’t feel right, it doesn’t feel real.
Breathing short and sharp against the barbed wire wrapped unseen around his ribcage, Nat clings to the bannister as he lurches down the stairs. The house is silent all around him, sleeping or dead. His feet creak on the stairs, his breath saws through the tepid night air. The gloom changes colours and warps shapes and — this could be the dream, if it didn’t hurt so much. If his head wasn’t pounding and his lungs weren’t collapsing, this could be the dream, the nightmare.
Reaching the door, Nat stumbles outside, his arms wrapped tight around his chest to stop it ripping apart, bare feet numb to the small stones underfoot, the dewy grass. It’s quiet. The lazy summer breeze whispers through the dark trees, rustles gently in the bushes. A cricket sings. The earliest birds flit silent and black across the lesser dark of the deep blue sky. In the distance, the river gurgles. No artillery, no gunfire, no hissing flares, no whispers in the dark. The ground is lifeless, limp beneath his feet without the ravenous growl of war humming deep in the belly of the earth.
It doesn’t feel right.
It doesn’t feel real.
Nat shuts his eyes and screams.
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berianbis · 10 months
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Aberffraw, Ynys Mon, Cymru.
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closingwaters · 3 months
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Sent to the cabin this morning along with a bundle of honeysuckle, lavender, and dandelion teas, some messy- clearly homemade- teacakes and a loaf of bara birth, a box of Aberffraw biscuits, and some local honeys and jams. "Happy birthday, Teags.<3 I adore you, and I'm so grateful to have you in my life. Dinner tonight on me? -A"
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[user cries and hovers her hands over everything. She especially eyes the baked goods and puts a kettle on the stove to dig in. She feels very loved and not so bad about her birthday.]
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the-divided-kingdom · 9 months
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After the fall of the United Kingdom Britain was divided into 3 nations, the Kingdom of Wales being one of them with King Pawl at its head. The Capital was to be Cardiff, although no-one in this Wales today calls it by its English name as the German Kaiser wanted to ensure that the United Kingdom would never unite again, therefore he mandated the use of English to be entirety destroyed.
Wales today, however, does have a small democratic government under the King, the Senedd Breiniol, as it is known, was set up in the small village of Aberffraw, this was chosen simply to ensure that the government had the idea of legitimacy while being away from any actual influence in the urban South where the King resides. This parliament is merely a formality as the King has dissolved the power several times since its establishment.
There have been calls for King Pawl to let the parliament have greater powers, though with his German allies, this has never been an issue for the monarch. Until reform comes, the Welsh Government is merely an empty simple under a puppet monarch.
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photosharpwales · 10 months
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The Beach at Aberffraw.
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denhugh · 2 years
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Aberffraw, Anglesey 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿
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lymphomalass · 1 year
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St Cwyfan's Church near Aberffraw, Anglesey
The mounted canvas print of this piece is available from £25.31 (including UK shipping) but there's also all kinds of other lovely things featuring my watercolour painting at: https://www.redbubble.com/shop/ap/138010105
Please contact me direct (via private messaging) to purchase the unframed A4 original for £75 (including UK postage).
Thanks!
Sam aka LymphomaLass xx
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tishfarrell · 2 years
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Monochrome Favourites
Ash trees at St. Brides Castle, Pembrokeshire * This week Cee says we can pick our own black and white images. These are some of my favourite shots of Welsh winter scenes. Llanddwyn Island, Anglesey * Farm fence, Aberffraw, Anglesey * Winter dawn, Menai Strait, Anglesey * Family gathering, Penmon Point, Anglesey * Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: favourites
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metaphormoose · 3 years
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Aberffraw Bridge by @metaphormoose 🔬  Swipe to view close up shots of details! 🔬 Instagram shrinks this image! To see a full sized scan and get a look at the detail, visit: https://www.deviantart.com/metaphormoose/art/Aberffraw-Bridge-882349790 --------------------------------------------- I had to keep reminding myself this was a straight landscape, as I kept seeing little creatures and faces in the stone and water patterns and wanting to emphasize them. So glad to be done with this one. Caran d'ache watercolour pencils on hot pressed watercolour paper Approx. 17 x 10 cm. 11 June, 2021 --------------------------------------------- http://www.facebook.com/Metaphormoose/ http://moosemama.deviantart.com/ http://society6.com/moosemama https://www.redbubble.com/people/Metaphormoose/shop --------------------------------------------- #newart #artistsofinstagram #britishartist #ukartist #art #artwork #carandache #watercolour #watercolor #artstagram #drawing #scenic #scenicart #bridge #landscape #cymru #wales #aberffraw #walesart https://www.instagram.com/p/CQi-0PgH8Ly/?utm_medium=tumblr
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lockettay · 6 years
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When the farmhouse you're staying with family in is just so damn cute you need to take pictures.... Had to sneak this one! #sneaky #family #farmhouse #aberffraw #weekend #weekendbreak (at Aberffraw Bay)
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