A Young Child Named Maya Rudolph
In 1975 I had just come off a brief tour I was on with a band that was opening for Joe Walsh, when Irving Azoff’s company, Frontline Management, which managed Walsh suggested I’d be a good fit to tour with Minnie Riperton.
They were right; when I met Minnie I felt I’d met a long lost older sibling, and would continue working for her after she left Azoff’s management, and throughout the remaining years of her career.
Besides a voice seemingly from heaven, she had the most delightful family as well. Her two children Marc, and Maya were a joy, and her husband, Richard Rudolph, who still to this day, is one of nicest people you could ever meet.
I was just in my early 20’s, toting around a Hasselblad camera wherever I went. When I was working as Minnie’s tour manager, I rarely had the time, or situation to formally photograph her. Although I always had my camera, I was still a very young photographer, and had not yet developed the skills to capture what it was I saw in her, so my collection of photographs of her is limited.
However, during our off time off from touring, I was often at their home around her family and photographed Maya frequently. Most children get very antsy in front of a camera, but she seemed to be fascinated with the photographic process. She held a firm gaze and always seemed to be studying this photographic process very closely, so I’m not at all surprised that she’s become one the finest comedic actors working in front of a camera today.
I’m also not surprised that Maya found her way into comedy. What few people may know about her mother is that Minnie was one of the most hilarious women you’d ever meet. She had a wry, even ribald wit that would totally disarm the coolest of characters, the biggest record producers, and the most pompous industry executives of the day.
Maya was five or six years old in this photograph. It was taken at their home in Westwood, CA near the UCLA campus. Maya in her swim suit, sitting in front of the TV with a vintage cable TV box, near a baseball bat & glove, while Minnie in one of her flowing dresses steps out of frame right, and “Sparkle” their devoted Standard Poodle slips by behind her.
This photograph captures so much of the special warmth, and familial connection I experienced at their home during those days. They were a very special family, whom I will always appreciate how generously they brought me into their lives.
"Talent is cheaper than table salt. What separates the talented individual from the successful one is a lot of hard work."
2. Pilgrim Badge of Saint Mary of Hal. Belgium or Netherlands, c. 500-1500. Gilded Silver, 1.51 cm.
This gilded Pilgrim’s Badge is the one featured in the portrait above. From the British Museum Curator’s Comments:
St Mary of Hal was an important pilgrim site for the Hapsburgs, especially Charles V, who visited several times, and the Valois kings. Two silver versions of this token survive, another in Munich and one on the binding of HRE Ferdinand’s Book of Hours.
One is shown worn as a hatbadge in Mostaert’s Portrait of a Black African in the Rijksmuseum. See Jos Koldewej, FOi et bonne fortune, parure et devotion en flandre medievale, Arnhem 2006, p. 46 fig. 3.3 and 3.4, for Munich badge and portrait and p., 55 for analysis of its importance in the picture.
His name is Christoph le Mor, and it is a personal frustration that few sources bother to identify him.
"As soon as Charles heard the news in 1519 that he was to be crowned King [of the Holy Roman Empire], he went…on a pilgrimage to Our Lady of Halle, a sanctuary not far south of Brussels. Charles had been there before and had bought badges of silver and gold for himself and his close retinue, as well as pewter and lead ones for the lower ranks. One of his personal guards, a certain Cristoph le Mohr, got such a badge of precious metal.” - p. 199, Jos Koldeweij, “Pilgrim Souvenirs and Secular Badges” in From minor to major: the minor arts in Medieval art history.
Ahh! Thank you! I had seen the name given before, and was hoping someone would have a corroborating source. I’ve griped heartily about the crappiness of attribution, the lack of naming even when the name is known, and have been guilty of misattributing or misnaming paintings before this.
I really wish there was more cooperation between disciplines when it comes to research like this. It also makes me overjoyed that people read medievalpoc and add their knowledge from their specific discipline or field of interest, because that’s how we learn more about these images and texts.
Seven Amazing Photographs That Show Urban Johannesburg Then and Now.
It’s been 20 years since South Africa transitioned from a segregated apartheid state to a democratic nation. Depending on who you ask, much has changed, but much more has stayed the same. However, what you cannot dispute is the physical change that has occurred in the make up of some of the country’s larger cities like Johannesburg, the economic capital.
Here are seven amazing photographs of the Jozi Central Business District (CBD) that show Johannesburg then and now.
"It was a very cool thing to be a smart girl, as opposed to some other, different kind. And I think that made a great deal of difference to me growing up and in my life afterward."
"If you are black you’ve got to look at America a little different. If you’re black, America’s like the uncle that paid your way through college, but molested you."
Chris Rock (via africa-will-unite)
so right, yet so wrong.
BADUIST by QUESTION
A blend of the queen’s best including original breaks & unreleased remixes.
Arrow Through Me
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Love of My Life
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Back In The Day
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