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By Hole Ousia Posted on January 6, 2022

Glenbardy

Short films by Peter about Glenbardy in Deeside, Aberdeenshire [please click on each image to play a different film]: Glenbardy: What signifies the life o’man? I refuse: The man with … Continue reading Glenbardy

Categories: Architecture, Family history, gardens, Philosophy, Poems, Scotland, This is Not yesterday, Two culturesTags: Aberdeenshire, Antiquary, Deeside, Deeside Tales, Glenbardie, Glenbardy, Goldfrapp, hairt, Hale Bopp, Hole Ousia, Hue and Cry, I refuse, Kate Bush, Omphalos, Omphalos films, Peter and Sian, Peter Gordon, Peter J Gordon, Peter's Hill, poem, rebel antiquary, Social maverick, Strathdon, The Antiquary, The man with the child in his eyes, The Rebel Antiquary, The stories of a small glen, Think I'll go outside, to be humbled, transitional object, transitional objects, we stopped listening and kept on leaping, wooden heart

By Hole Ousia Posted on December 4, 2021

What signifies the life o’man?

Short films by Peter about Glenbardy in Deeside, Aberdeenshire [please click on each image to play a different film]: Glenbardy: What signifies the life o’man? I refuse: The man with … Continue reading What signifies the life o’man?

Categories: Family history, gardens, Omphalos films, Philosophy, Royal Deeside, Scotland, This is Not yesterdayTags: Aberdeenshire, Antiquary, Deeside, Deeside Tales, Glenbardie, Glenbardy, Goldfrapp, hairt, Hale Bopp, Hole Ousia, Hue and Cry, I refuse, Kate Bush, Omphalos, Omphalos films, Peter and Sian, Peter Gordon, Peter J Gordon, Peter's Hill, rebel antiquary, Social maverick, Strathdon, The Antiquary, The man with the child in his eyes, The Rebel Antiquary, The stories of a small glen, Think I'll go outside, to be humbled, transitional object, transitional objects, we stopped listening and kept on leaping, wooden heart

By Hole Ousia Posted on April 9, 2021

Site of Core Stanes

The following account of Alexander Walker [1819-1905] is based on material kindly shared in the Glenbuchat Heritage Archive. It is important to fully acknowledege all credit to this wonderful archive. … Continue reading Site of Core Stanes

Categories: Architecture, Family history, gardens, Scotland, This is Not yesterdayTags: 1905, a lad of pairts, Aberdeen Lunatic Asylum, Aberdeenshire, Alexander Walker, Antiquary, Avochy, Balmoral, Botany, Buckie, Castle Newe, Core Stanes, Deeside Tales, Demolished, emigrated, Fiddle tunes, gardener, Glenbuchat, Hole Ousia, Incorrigibly plural, Inventor, lad of parts, Letterfourie, lost, Mayen House, Meteorology, multifarious learner, multifarious learners, musician, New Forest, Newe, Peter Gordon, Rathven, rebel antiquary, Reels, Robert Glendonwyn Gordon, Royal Cornhill Hospital, Scotland, Scottish Dance Music, Sir Charles Forbes, Site of Core stanes, Social maverick, Strathdon, Surveying, Tap o'Noth, The Antiquary, The Rebel Antiquary, The stories of a small glen, to be humbled, USA, walled garden, Williamstown

By Hole Ousia Posted on March 24, 2021

Who owns the land?

This image, as printed in Scotland on Sunday, 21 March 2021, returned my thoughts to the Cabrach, and a series of films that I made long ago:

Categories: Family history, Philosophy, Scotland, This is Not yesterdayTags: 1854, a modern ruin, A pocket book [found in Cabrach, a scurvy antiquary such as I am, a vulgar eloquence, abandoned, abandoned farm, Aberdeen, actual or potential attitudes, actual or potential selves, Aldunie, Alexander McCall Smith, and feeling the only compass in life, Annalena McAfee, Antiquary, Architecture, Arts, Badly Drawn Boy, bank, beautiful summer, between the scavenger and the philosopher, Blackwater Lodge, Blackwater Shooting Lodge, body, brain, Buck, Built on the Clyde, Bundle and Go, Bursary, Cabrach, Cabrach Post Office, Cabrach Shooting lodge, Caledonian Antisyzygy, Can you unfeel that, Centenarian, Correction Wynd, Craighall castle, cut-in-half, Dauch, death, dialect, Distance and Memory, Distant Sky, divide, divides, Doric, duthchas, Easy Love, family history, farm, Fascaray, films on the Cabrach, Flight of ideas, For truly she is Nature's gentlewoman, frae weans to auld wans, Gaelic, Gamekeeper, gate, gateway, Gauch, Glenbardie, Glenbardy, Gordon bursary, gripped by an intense nostalgia for the present, hairt, Hale Bopp, Hame, he had loved maps since he was a boy, heart, history lessons - we had been taught the big facts not the minor, Hole Ousia, Home for little children, I am part of all that I have met, I was free I was affronted by freedom, Ian Hamilton Finlay, Ian McEwan, If there could be a name, Intensely Local, island, It is by living we learn, James Law, James Ross, Little Sparta, Lordism, Lordism impoverishes the land, magpie, Mary Law, mind, Modern Ruin, Morbus Fascariensis, mountains, murder, My notebook will be better than a doctor, Nan Shepherd, objective, Omphalos, Omphalos films, Ou Phrontis, Paget's disease, Patrick Geddes, Peter and Sian, Peter Davidson, Peter Gordon, Peter Gordon found a pocketbook, Peter Gordon Law, Peter J Gordon, Piano Theme, poet in a landscape, poetry and identity, Poor Old Love, Poor Old Tired Horse, post office, postmistress, Prospects bright for 'Twelfth', Queen Victoria, rainbow, rebel antiquary, Rhynie, Robert Gordon, ruin, ruins, Science, Scotland, Scots, She gangs in brawness, Shenval, shooting, Sian Fiona Williams, Silver darling, Social maverick, St Peter's Seminary, Straloch, subjective, The Antiquary, The Blossoms, The Cabrach Tragedy, the outdoors brought a sense of proportion, the places that loom large in our lives, The present order is the disorder of the future, The Rebel Antiquary, The stories of a small glen, there really was no hurry. I was going nowhere. Nowhere but here, These are the hands, This is not yesterday, to be humbled, Two Cultures, un-scottish style, Vivendo Discimus, watergaw, we have no record of the poet's reaction when he opened the door, Wind farm, write about love, writer, writers, WWI, your far dispatches bring remoteness nea

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