"There is nothing in the world like this" says Rabbi Laibl Wolf. "We bring together ancient teachings and tradition with contemporary research to improve people's lives."
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Rabbi Laibl Wolf - an Australian Kabbalist
"There is nothing in the world like this" says Rabbi Laibl Wolf. "We bring together ancient teachings and tradition with contemporary research to improve people's lives."
The NZ Series #3 New Zealand Railways Magazine, August 1930
THE NEW ZEALAND RAILWAYS MAGAZINE, VOLUME 5, ISSUE 4 (AUGUST 1, 1930)
Icy southerlies demand attention from the office girl who has to sally forth to the “scene of action,” wet or fine; for her the weather becomes not merely a useful topic of conversation, but something to be studied carefully. She nearly always has a snug little beret to pull on-comfortable, warm and “chic”–heavy serviceable shoes (perhaps even gum boots), and woollen stockings. But all too often she spoils the effect of her “rough weather” outfit by wearing a good velour coat with fur collar and cuffs—decidedly unfitted for the rain. It has been said that the English girl (and why not her N.Z. sister) looks most attractive
in tweeds. Certainly nothing is smarter or more useful. So make your self a “sporty” rather masculine coat as quickly as you can. You won't find it hard, and there are still three months when you will be really glad to have it.
The coat in the illustration is made from New Zealand tweed, and the whole thing won't cost you £2. Notice the large, useful collar, and the simple, severe cut, with inverted pleat and belt. Patterns are to be had, similar to this, everywhere.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
The NZ Series #2 John Sepie - Wood Artist / Potter
Monday, September 28, 2009
The NZ Series #1 - New Zealand Railways Magazine June 1, 1930
THE NEW ZEALAND RAILWAYS MAGAZINE, VOLUME 4, ISSUE 11 (JUNE 1, 1930)
"WEE MODERNS"
It is vain to squawk at theSQUAWKIES, air our objections to aeroplanes, or ostracise OXFORDS.
The world has always been modern; Jacob was considered slightly futuristic and a bit over the fence when he wore his coat-of-many-colours, and Henry the Eighth was a little before his time. Personally, it is my secret sorrow that I have never worn a beret. Of course you know what a beret is; it is a sort of bedspread for a deadhead, a counterpane to counter brain —a veritable vacuum-screener; but still, envious reader, who is there, here present, who would not amputate his chin-ware, have his face sifted, and throw in his old age pension, to wear a beret? There are few of we moderns who would not be wee moderns.
Make me a child again,
Just for to-night,
Give me a brain again,
Light as a kite,
Singe off my whiskers,
And give me some hair,
Fill up my skull,
With a pint of hot air.
Give me a motor-bike,
Make me a sheik,
Earning a quid and
A quarter a week,
Give me a pillion,
Give me a “Jane,”
Something that's modern,
And not very sane,
Bag me some Oxfords,
An over-size pair,
Give me—oh give me,
A BERET TO WEAR.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
More Covers
Saturday, September 26, 2009
An Irish version of the beret: the Caubeen
A caubeen is an Irish headdress and another variation on the beret (and quite similar to the Scottish balmoral). The name comes from the Irish cáibín, meaning "little hat", or "shabby old hat" and was the headwear of Irish peasants.
The caubeen is first seen in a painting of Eoghan Rua Ó Néill (Owen Roe O'Neill, in English),
leader of the Irish Confederate soldiers in the civil war between Charles I and Parliament in the 1640's.
The caubeen has been adopted by several armies of the
The caubeen is very high on one side and generally carries a black rosette (in the army this is where the regimental badge is placed). It has black tapes in its edge, narrow in the Irish version, wide tapes in the Canadian version.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Roger Gobron
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
The Beret Project in the Media
A Scottish variation on the beret: the Balmoral
The Balmoral is a traditional Scottish bonnet, named after
Dating back to at least the 16th century, it takes the form of a soft, knitted wool beret, originally with a voluminous, flat crown, traditionally blue in color, sometimes with a diced band (usually red-and-white check) around the lower edge and with a colored toorie (pompom) set in the middle of the crown.
Today the crown of the bonnet is smaller, made of finer cloth and tends to be blue or lovat green. Tapes in the band originally used to secure the bonnet tightly are sometimes worn hanging from the back of the cap. A clan or regimental badge is worn on the left hand side with the bonnet usually worn tilted to the right to display these emblems.
I have read that the balmoral actually originates from the Basque beret, brought to
So far I have found no clear evidence of this claim.
From Scotland, the Balmoral found it's way to the former colonies and dominions of the empire and is these days still used by Canadian and Australian Scottish regiments.
I bought my balmorals (the pictured traditional and the Canadian Army balmoral) from Great Highlandwear (custom made and good quality , but there was a 2 month gap between order and delivery...).
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
A rather silly article on another come-back of the beret - 16 years ago
Not a very interesting article, really, but what strikes me is the similarity to a number of articles I have seen in French, British, US and New Zealand papers this year - and the article below is 16 years old! (Faithful followers will remember mentioning recent articles on this Blog).
We keep hearing that hats are out of fashion, but that the beret is making a return - thanks to its versatility, economics, heritage, whatever...
Still, walking the streets of Wellington, I see very few berets (and secretly, I quite like it that way).
Hats Off to the Berets - They're Chic and Cheap and Showing Up Just About Everywhere
January 03, 1993
Monday, September 21, 2009
Billboard Berets
The beret is not completely immune to this phenomenon, but it tends to be more with a wink and less commercially motivated.
One can find the more souvenir-type berets, like this grey one from Arieges Pyrénées
or this one with Montmartre outlined in white:
Plenty of boinas with a variety of Basque symbols, flags and crosses:
Then there are the berets that carry all sort of messages; whether it's about being 'with your head in the clouds' or that 'life is beautiful'
Or you can reinforce the myth that the beret really is a painter's attribute
I personally really like these berets, handmade by U.S. company Hoodlums. It is the Sanskrit syllable "Om" or "Aum", a mystical and sacred sound in the Indian/Tibetan religions (Hinduism, Buddhism, Bön, Jainism and Sikhism).
I wear mine before, during and after meditations and have imported a small number for sale through South Pacific Berets. These are not cheap as these are handmade; cut and sewn out of two berets to create one.
Friday, September 18, 2009
The Basque berets factory Pierre Laulhère
The passion remained. But the motivation has been boosted by the taste for photography and the success of this website (see the Statspage).
So, why such a hobby? We think that abandoned and futureless places are part of our cultural heritage.
So before everything get rotten or disappear, let's explore and photograph them!
This website is like other urban exploration websites. It contains some basic info about the places we explored, so that one can remember and find the keywords to make additional searches on the web if needed.
It allows also the people that cannot or do not want to involve themselves into such visits to get the same adventurous feeling we enjoy when entering into. . . forbidden-places!
The part that did it for me, obviously had to do with berets: an exploration of the abandoned beret factory of Pierre Laulhère in Oloron-Sainte-Marie.
Have a look here.
Touching me most were the comments of one visitor to the site, Werner Joerg from Salt Lake City:
I grew up in the area in the early 60's and vividly remember various beret factories in Oloron. It is sad to see them disappear, one by one and I think that your captivating selection of pictures reflects both fascination and sadness. Fascination because it is/was part of a hidden gem in foothills of the Pyrenees; sadness because the chronic economic difficulties have led to most of my school mates to scatter across the country. I do return to the area about once a year, and every time I make it a point to visit the Friday market and buy some local "stuff", like espadrilles, beret, etc.