Showing posts with label Oldest shipwreck with story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Oldest shipwreck with story. Show all posts

Monday, May 24, 2010

tangled lines & pure Imagination

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from letters of Amedeo Modigliani:


Hold sacred all which can exalt and excite your intelligence... (and) seek to provoke ... and to perpetuate these fertile stimuli, because they can push the intelligence to its maximum creative power.


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Harker's Island: Oyster bed
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I have been exploring and learning the history of some of the small towns out along the NC coast. 
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Unearthed--a possibly 300 plus year old shipwreck off the Outer Banks of North Carolina.  Its long sunken ribcage of hand-hewn beams fastened entirely with wooden pegs was exposed after winter storm and surge currents.  Beach combers have found artifacts around the wreck, including coins from the early 1600s marked with King Louis XIII and King Charles 1.
Preservation is underway. (*see videos below for visuals.)

Archaeologists believe this could be the HMS Swift, a British ship about 70 feet long and 16 feet wide that ran aground off Point Comfort in the Chesapeake Bay in 1698.

Back then, the British sent officials down to the Carolina's to reclaim the ship and prosecute those who had plundered it. Nine were arrested, including a Capt. Anthony Dawson, the leader. Six were found not guilty. Dawson's sentence of hanging was commuted to exile from the colony.

One man was branded with a "T" - for thief - on his left thumb and given 30 lashes. British authorities were angered at the North Carolina leniency for most of the defendants.
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*So glad I am not branded for picking up beach glass and other things! My thumbs are free!
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More images and video of Ship's removal from the beach @ the Virginian Pilot  article here
& Video with relic images Corolla NC shipwreck.
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Anything you want to ...
do it; want to change the world
there's nothing tooo it!

Gene Wilder: Pure imagination    & version by Maroon 5
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Peace and Blessings to all who enter here...
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Its summer, so i will be between ... my home here and my home in Boston... my father is not well either. For months his memory won't manage a paragraph but things are getting slowly worst...
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If I am quiet, i am stretched between all the inner things i am processing. I am ready for a deep silence, a deep cleaning of outer flashes of bird wings and voices and photos the eye takes without permission but with grace.  A retreat...

I hope you all enjoy your summer or autumn, depending on where the earth tilts for your life at any given time.
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only 30 wee weeks till Christmas. :)
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and yes, Thank you all.