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suetravelblog · 3 months

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Sukiennice Gallery of 19th-Century Polish Art Kraków

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niedzielnyrosol · 2 years

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Władysław Podkowiński, Szał uniesień (Frenzy of Exultations/Extasy), 1893

The painting is considered to be the first work of Symbolism in Polish art. The first exhibition of the work was met with huge interest, evoking both appraisal and criticism from more conservative circles. The negative voices and failure to sell the work for the desired price allegly pushed the author into real moment of frenzy that resulted in cutting the paining in pieces. Speculation about the true meaning of the paintings, reasons for destroying the work and author's untimely death strengthen the legend surrounding the work. Currently, after successful restoration the paining is available for public eye in Krakow Sukiennice (The Cloth Hall), belonging to the National Museum. The cuts are still visible though.

#poland #polish culture #cracow #kraków #polish art #fine arts #polish painting #Symbolism #Podkowiński #Władysław Podkowiński

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drrobertpuffphd · 1 year

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Wladystaw Podkowinski (1866-1895) “In the Garden” 1894 Oil on canvas Photo is taken by: @robertpuffjr This little landscape study entitled “In the Garden” represents the modernity and novelty of the painter’s approach to nature, combining his Parisian experiences with a specific expressionism of form. The work shows a part of a park alley slightly enlivened by a sketchy figure of a woman. The lesson of Impressionism is visible in the treatment of colours, their dependence on sunlight and its reflection and, above all, in the seemingly random choice of a scene: the artist has attempted to capture the fleeting moment without paying attention to the composition layout. (This writeup is taken from the description at the museum.) The Gallery of 19th Century Polish Art in Sukiennice, The Cloth Hall, 1, Main Market Square #historyofart #arthistory #greatworksofart #artmuseum #art #artist #masterpiece #painting #museumvisit #artlover #artists #artblogger #WladystawPodkowinski #Wladystae #podkowiński (at Poland, Krakow) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmXpqtnvDJq/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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randomtimes-com · 2 years

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Rynek Underground: following the traces of Kraków’s identity

Beneath Kraków Old Town's main square lies a hologram-filled medieval market vampire graveyard wonderland.

The market square has always been one of Kraków’s main highlights, with places to visit such as Mariacki church, the Ratusz (town hall), a variety of restaurants with outdoor seating under umbrellas and of course, the Sukiennice (cloth hall). However, standing on the cobblestones of historic square, it would be easy to miss the 4,000-square-meter archaeological site (or high-tech multimedia…

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#archaeology #Europe #human #international #local history #museums #news #oddities #people #Poland #skeletons #stories #tourism #Travel #underground #vampires #world

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rasmasandra · 2 years

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Beautiful Krakow

Krakow is a city in southern Poland near the border of the Czech Republic. The Krakow Old Town is a UNESCO Heritage site. The Market Square has been a place of action since the Middle Ages. Here you can find bars housed in the cellars of Medieval buildings, there are street cafes and restaurants. Among the landmarks are the central Renaissance Sukiennice or Cloth Hall and the Town Hall Tower…

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#easterm eirp[e #europe #krakow poland #poland #sightseeing #tourism #trave;

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nakedinthecity · 2 years

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Sukiennice - The Cloth Hall, Cracow, 24.09.2021

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stumbleimg · 5 years

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Sukiennice

#500px #Sukiennice #krakow #main square #square #cloth hall #old city #cityscape #architecture #popular

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polandgallery · 3 years

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The largest medieval time square in Europe; Main Square (Rynek Główny), Kraków, Poland

■ The main square of the Old Town of Kraków, Poland is the principal urban space located at the center of the city. It dates back to the 13th century, is the largest medieval town square in Europe.

■ The main square is a square space surrounded by historic townhouses (kamienice) and churches. The center of the square is dominated by the Cloth Hall (Sukiennice), rebuilt in 1555 in the Renaissance style, topped by a beautiful attic or Polish parapet decorated with carved masks. On one side of the cloth hall is the Town Hall Tower (Wieża ratuszowa), on the other the 11th century Church of St. Adalbert and 1898 Adam Mickiewicz Monument. Rising above the square are the Gothic towers of St. Mary's Basilica (Kościół Mariacki). Kraków Main Square does not have a town hall, because it has not survived to the present day.

#krakow #cracow #poland #polska #european #europe #Architecture #travel photography #photography #wanderlust #polish #life #culture

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life-of-architecture · 3 years

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Kraków Sukiennice, XIV-XIX w. rzeźbiarz: Stanisław Lipiński foto z 4 listopada 2017

Popiersie damy z datą 1548, wykonane w roku 1878 lub 1879, reprezentuje krakowską modę renesansową. Przypuszcza się, że bezpośrednią inspiracją był wizerunek w grupie dworu królewskiego na karcie 1548-1572 w albumie Ubiory w Polsce 1200-1795 autorstwa Jana Matejki, wydanym w Krakowie w 1860 r. (po lewej). Ten z kolei mógł być wzorowany na jednym z licznych portretów królowej Elżbiety Habsburżanki (po prawej), wykonanych za jej życia.

Obok widoczne godło Królestwa Polskiego za rządów Zygmunta Augusta, którego żoną była Elżbieta. Rzeźba prawie dokładnie odwzorowuje wizerunek orła zygmuntowskiego z tego samego rysunku Matejki - godło wieńczy portrety Zygmunta Augusta i jego drugiej, bardziej znanej dziś żony, Barbary Radziwiłłówny. Dama o wyglądzie Elżbiety - wtedy już nieżyjącej - patrzy na królewską parę z boku.

Sam Matejko natomiast wzorował orła na zachowanych rycinach renesansowych. Być może pierwowzorem była ta winieta otwierająca dzieło De origine et rebus gestis Polonorum libri XXX historyka Marcina Kromera, wydane w Krakowie w 1568 r.

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Kraków, Poland Cloth Hall, 14th-19th c. sculptor: Stanisław Lipiński taken on 4 November 2017

The bust of a dame with a date 1548, made in 1878 or 1879, represents the fashion in Kraków in the Renaissance epoch. It is assumed that the sculpture was directly inspired by a drawing (left) in the Clothing in Poland 1200-1795 (chart 1548-1572; the royal court group) by Jan Matejko, originally published in Kraków, 1860. This one in turn might have been modeled after one of numerous portraits of Queen Elizabeth of Austria (right) made during her life.

Next to the bust is the coat of arms of the Kingdom of Poland during the reign of Sigismund II Augustus whose wife was Elizabeth. The sculpture very closely reproduces the eagle from the very same drawing of Matejko, where it crowns the portraits of Sigismundus and his second, more popular today wife, Barbara Radziwiłł. The dame resembling Elisabeth - dead at that time - watches the royal couple from the side.

Meanwhile, Matejko's eagle follows the design that can be found in original Renaissance prints. Perhaps his model was the shown above title page of De origine et rebus gestis Polonorum libri XXX by Marcin Kromer, historian, published in Kraków in 1568.

#dark academia #Renaissance #history of fashion #heraldry #women in history #sculpture #photographers on tumblr #original photography #Europe #Poland #Polska #Kraków #Krakow #Cracow #stonework #historical figures #old prints #royalty

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etyileiet · 5 years

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Rynek Główny Impression by Claudio_deSat

#IFTTT #500px #Sukiennice #krakow #main square #square #cloth hall #old city #cityscape #architecture #old to

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thegreato1ne · 5 years

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New on 500px : Rynek Główny Impression by Claudio_deSat by Claudio_deSat Main Square, Krakow. from 500px For download Click Here

#500px #arch #architecture #cityscape #cloth hall #cracow #europe #krakow #main square #old city #old town #square #stare miasto #Sukiennice #town square

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we-are-in-gods-hands · 5 years

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Rynek Główny Impression by Claudio_deSat Aerials Harrogate

#TV Aerials Harrogate #500px #Sukiennice #krakow #main square #square #cloth hall #old city #cityscape #arch

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jandrewphotos · 3 years

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Kraków Cloth Hall @ Kraków . . . . . #Travelgram #Traveller #Instatravel #WorldTraveler #Globetrotter #NextDestination #WorldExplore #ExploreTheWorld #GoPlaces #AdventureSeeker #FindYourAdventure #CityTravel #ExploringTheCity #BeautifulCity #CityShot #CityExplore #AmazingCity #tourism #tourist #photography #photos #travel #travelphotography #poland #krakow #visitpoland #visitkrakow #unescoworldheritage #unesco #sukiennice (at Kraków Cloth Hall) https://www.instagram.com/p/CMkn7-NhRZI/?igshid=1w3h34h3asnfw

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tommeurs · 3 years

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Krakow Cloth Hall (Sukiennice) in Poland was rebuilt in 1555 in Renaissance style

#architecture #design #awesome

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srebrnafh · 3 years

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For the Price of a Charm - Ch 3

After a sweet lunch break, we walked to the southern end of the Cloth Hall and stopped at the remnants of advertisements on the arch of the entrance. "And things like that were sold here? Inks and cosmetics?" "As you can see, cosmetics even have an annotation that they 'recommend themselves' in Sukiennice. Originally, as the name suggests, it was a place of trade in materials, i.e. cloth. International trade, to be specific. Spices, silk and, for example, wax were imported here, and Krakow traders sold textiles and salt. I'd like to show you the salt mine, but it takes a separate day... Anyway, we have a salt mine outside the city, a significant one. And quite an old one, too. So the salt was traded intensively."

Robert made a questioning sound. "What do you mean by 'quite old'?" Avriel needed clarification. "The first traces of mining are from the thirteenth century." The prince seemed to hyperventilate. "And they are still mining there?" "No, not now. In 1996 the mine was mostly shut down on normal operations, now there is only sightseeing. In recent years, some small quantities were produced, until 2007." "So it's been operating..." "For six hundred years, more or less." "That's five times longer than Lobelia has existed as more than a British colony," Robert said in a slightly changed voice. "Six," the prince corrected him. "Five if we're counting from the governor's escape..." "Six, if we count from the proclamation of the constitution..." "Maybe I'll show you what's inside?" They stared at each other for a moment, silently continuing what appeared to be some much older discussion, but finally, the prince sighed and rolled his eyes. "As older and wiser, I feel obligated to yield to you," he muttered. Robert smiled victoriously and offered me his arm. "In this way, we will certainly avoid the tragic loss of connection with our guide," he remarked. "We wouldn't want to go beyond the security perimeter, would we?" The prince quickly found himself on Robert's other side and allowed himself to be led between the stands. The smell of wood, wax and leather was one of a kind. It worked perfectly not only on my reactions, with my strong memories linked to the place, but also for all first-time visitors to the Cloth Hall. Avriel and Robert were no exception. "At the beginning, in the Middle Ages, there were wooden stalls here, only then they were built of stone, following an order of the king. There were other stands around, but the ones here along the alley were mostly textiles. Then they added a roof... and it became more of a market hall. This was rebuilt again, and in the sixteenth century again, after a fire... And this renaissance form is what we have here now because they added a floor where more retail trade was carried out. More or less. In the nineteenth century, the upper floor was converted into a museum, and the lower floor was given arcades on the exterior. Maybe I'll show you later what it looks like after dark, depending on how much time we have left." "So there's a museum upstairs?" "Paintings. The most important... Well, almost the most important of Krakow's collections. We can have a look, it's not a challenging expedition." "Avi?" The prince just nodded distractedly, looking at the vaulted ceiling above us. "What are these symbols?" He asked finally. "They look like... coats of arms? Robert?" "Coats of arms of Polish cities added at the end of the 19th century. When we leave the Sukiennice later, I will show you the mascarons... As for the stands, this is the main trap for tourists, but unlike many others, fair. In the sense that there are no fakes or anything harmful here. It's just rather expensive, and as you can see, crowded. The jewellery is mainly amber," I pointed to the left, "glass beads and real coral beads, but also wooden beads. On the right you also have wood decorations, dolls are rather more Russian than Polish when it comes to tradition, but here you will find those painted in Polish folk costumes. The icons... well, they're not real. I doubt that an actual icon painter had anything to do with them. Boxes..." Well, a stand with boxes. Boxes, chests and pencil cases prove that not only teenage girls have a lot in common with magpies. "Are those boxes? Or dishes?" Robert picked up one of the round containers and peered inside. "I would assume rather boxes because I don't know if I would like to risk eating from something so decorative." "Boxes. I myself use a similar one to hold jewellery... Larger, smaller?" The gentlemen looked at each other. "Three larger and three smaller," Avriel offered. "Sallah, my mother..." Robert immediately turned to me. "Will you help?" We had a long consultation on the colours, sizes and types of ornaments that the recipients might appreciate. Avriel was staring greedily at the stand two places over, so I sped up our decision process, and when Robert finally carefully put the packet of boxes into his backpack, the prince was already standing by the pendant display. "Thank you," I just heard as he stood behind me, craning over Avriel's shoulder. "You're welcome...?" I looked away from the yellow and cream teardrops that had so caught the prince's attention and glanced at Robert and... He was not looking at the amber at all. He was quite definitely looking at me. He smiled when he noticed that I noticed. "Robert? For your mum?" We looked at what Avriel was pointing to. It was a beautiful piece, with air bubbles and some kind of plant shard inside, almost red, framed in plain silver. "You think? Wouldn't something brighter be better?" "To the black dress? Irena, what do you think? Robert's mother has a black velvet dress, so, would this match well with a black one...?" "I would wear it with anything," I confessed, laughing. "But yes, a black dress will be a good match. This kind of red will be best for dark colours or white. It will either clash or blend with other things, so the effect will be wasted. I would pick some of the creamy ones to wear with more colourful clothes so that there would be a contrast, but without conflict... And they are often in gold alloys. Or alone, on a chain, without a frame." Avriel had picked up three more pendants efficiently, each one different, and I couldn't quite understand why he was even asking for my opinion... He seemed to have good taste, and he matched them with some appropriate earrings and bracelets with no help from my side. The final amount to be paid was quite cosmic, so I was glad that the Cloth Hall was current-year one and the gentlemen could pay themselves. Zygmunt could claim that the office's money was available for all expenses and so on, but he might baulk at that sum. "Are these local folk costumes?" Robert's question threw me out of my momentary reflection on what Zygmunt would look like if I showed him this kind of a bill. "Yes, local, Krakow region. For women, there is a wreath, beads, a white blouse, a floral skirt and an embroidered corset, and striped trousers for men, a caftan mid-thigh length, a white shirt and a Kraków hat. Oh, here you can see a corset embroidered with beads and sequins... And the other one is just pure thread. The absolute must is the flower embroidery and a dark background." "And everyone has a similar one...?" "Oh, no, but most of the girls had one or a similar one in kindergarten or when in primary school. At least in my childhood. Mine was the prettiest..." I broke off because the stand next to it was extremely kitschy porcelain and Avriel looked as if he had been injured by the intensity of the pink. "Let's move. Not everything is worth the prices listed, and in general, you shouldn't buy everything right at the entrance." We passed a few more exhibitions, adding only a string of painted beads to the backpack because it was all quite repetitive. Wooden Easter eggs have a limited usefulness, and somehow none of my guests was really keen on buying the tree baubles. Only in the second half did Avriel stop at a chessboard stall. "For Sallah..." He ran his finger along the dark wood inlaid with almost white amber. "Such a gift will be much better than some boxes or beads." "Sallah is Avriel's fiancée," Robert explained quickly. "And he loves to play chess. Yes, Avi. They are very pretty. And in your favourite colour combination." "They are for Sallah, not me," growled the prince. "Is there a similar set available, but more colourful? I translated and explained to the saleswoman that it was for the fiancée and that the "friend" was looking for something special. Her eyes lit up, but I adjusted the ID badge on my coat lapel, not so discreetly, so that she wouldn't try to swindle Avriel out of any more money than any other tourist. "I have cherry wood and white amber," she offered. "And the second set, dark green wood and pale green amber..." The green and green set won, especially as she also showed us the figures themselves. Beautifully decorated in light and dark wood, with contrasting accents. Avriel looked infatuated. Hm. I gently touched the key of Honesty in Trade. A minor charm, but an important one in such situations, because, unlike the jewellery stand, this one did not have the amber certificate of origin visible. However, it appeared that there was no exciting legal problem with the board. Or with the saleswoman. "We'll take it. Anything else, gentlemen?" From under a pile of other things, Robert fished out a pencil case that looked like it had been cut from a single piece of wood with the rings perfectly aligned. Very nice and modest, compared to Avriel's purchase. Well, probably a budget difference. We walked out into the Main Square and I checked my watch. It was just half-past eleven. Perfect, darling. You have the skills. You won't even have to jump to yesterday. Thank you, my dear. I try my best. "St. Mary's Basilica," I pointed. "There are several legends associated with it, at least one YA novel and various traditions. First, the main altar will open in twenty minutes. Secondly..." I explained about the trumpet call, the trumpeter, the attack and the way the melody breaks, as I was leading them to the side entrance for tourists. With my ID, I only had to show my key to the security guard at the entrance and I was able to get the guests in without buying an entrance pass separately, which saved us a lot of time. The interior was cool and quiet. In the main part of the church, the parishioners were praying, so we sat on one of the side benches, waiting for the ceremony, while I finished my recapitulation of the church's origins. "Later they said that the younger brother, and less skilled, saw that his tower was rising slower," I whispered so as not to disturb anyone around. "And he cursed his older brother, which caused that one to stumble into a knife, or so the wounds looked like. The guards could not find the culprit, and even the skilful Charmers hired by the city councillors could not figure out how the murder was committed, so they cast a general Remorse charm. Very energy-intensive, but very effective." "And what happened?" "The younger brother threw himself off the tower. Death on the spot, of course. It is commonly believed that this was the result of the charm." Robert nodded slowly, staring at the altar. "Sounds probable enough. The history of law and magic detection is full of such cases. Most countries no longer use similar methods due to the disproportionate severity of the penalty to the offence committed." "I've never seen it in use, so it's hard to say. For us, this is mainly an explanation of why the towers are of different heights. I'm afraid I never went into detail... Oh, look." Slowly, carefully, the altar opened. My distinguished guests watched with their mouths open. Just like everyone else I brought to the opening of the altar. No wonder, the local intensity of emotions in the aura amps up the very impression associated with the altar as a work of art. Hardly any art object is so saturated with the artist's own magic that it remains virtually undamaged for hundreds of years, but the Altar of Wit Stwosz was one of the blessed ones. Generations of restorers dealt only with superficial repairs and oiling of the hinges, and the occasional refurbishment in the event of deliberate damage. Unfortunately, there were still vandals who tried their hand even in St. Mary's Church. Interestingly, rumour had it that the last hooligan who tried to steal one of the figures from the altar threw himself off the lower tower. Nobody knew exactly why. We waited to hear the trumpet call and I redirected us westward, avoiding most of the Fair on the northern side of the Market Square, and only popping by the chocolate shop. They were easily persuaded to buy chocolate-covered gooseberries and rhubarb. Avriel watched his bodyguard with obvious amusement as he added their latest purchases to his backpack. "Isn't this a bit too much?" he mock-worried, smiling impudently. "Of course not. Besides, you should follow what the guide suggests, right? He looked at me up from over the already well-loaded backpack. Raising an eyebrow. Come on, lady. Someone's flirting with you. If you wish to call it that. The boy is trying. Give him a chance. He's a client. Get a grip. "You got everything? Then come on. Hold on to me now until I say it's safe to let go."

#original writing #original in Polish #original novel #srebrna writes #own translation #long post #magical reality #magical cracow #urban fantasy

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czarnika · 4 years

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Kraków - Stary Rynek, Kościół Mariacki, Sukiennice.

Cracow - Old Marketplace, St. Mary Church, Cloth Hall.

Photo by Przemek Czaja.

Last time I have been there was last year in the summer. After staying there for a month for a summer school years ago I have to visit this city once in a while and visit my favourite places, museums and book shops.

#kraków #poland #Przemek czaja #Cracow #Polska #Slavic #photography #City #Polish #Sukiennice #Kościół Mariacki #Stary Rynek #Pigeons

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