Looking at these kinds of objects inevitably gets me thinking about things like wealth, poverty and the accident of birth. I think about my comfortable place between the two extremes, and the accident of my own birth. Why somebody gets a life that's a sweet ride, and somebody else gets a nightmare, and I'm one of the (lucky) ones in between...I don't know. (And of course, even the extreme of luxury can turn nightmarish in a second).
I don't know the answers to the questions of poverty and inequality, but when I visited Buckingham Palace, I saw these things. They were very pretty, and I took pictures to show you, because I like you a lot...and here they are. They are a couple of sweet rides, I'm telling you.
|Original paintings, incredibly well-preserved.|
|The details here are poppies, thistles, shamrocks and palm trees--England,|
Scotland, Northern Ireland, and India. Symbols of strength, a painful history...
symbols of The Empire.