The terracotta army remains unbowed

Two thousand years, burial, erosion, oxidation, thieves and well-meaning bumblers couldn’t defeat Emperor Qin Shihuang Ling’s terracotta warriors, so why should the Sichuan earthquake be any different?

There were no fatalities and only 7 minor injuries.

It looks disconcerting, though, seeing them in what the Chinese press calls “disarray“:

I think the damage to their faces is erosion rather than quakechips. It seems more like a chemical peel gone bad than the cracking or shattering caused by tectonic plate movement.

I could well be talking complete bollocks, though. :chicken:

Putting Axum Obelisk together again

The obelisk is one of seven 80-foot high basalt monoliths erected in the Ethiopian city of Axum to celebrate their adoption of Christianity in the 4th c. A.D.

Mussolini stole it in 1937 and erected it near the Circus Maximus to celebrate his 15th anniversary in power, and although Italy signed a UN treaty in 1947 promising to return the monument, many successive Italian governments had something better to do until 2005.

But even when Italy did get around to it 50 years late, the obelisk’s return to Axum would not be an easy one. They had to cut it into three pieces and commission a specially-built cargo plane to ship them one at a time.

Then once the eagles finally landed, the Ethiopian authorities had to figure out how to put them together and restore the obelisk to its former glory as a royal grave marker without damaging the grave it marks.

Now, at long last, the moment has come. By the end of June, the obelisk should be back in its place.

WWI soldiers exhumed in France

Fromelles is not a very well known battle. It was only engaged to act as a diversion for the German troops busy with the much showier carnage at the Somme, but as was so horrifyingly common in the history of “Someone had blundered” warfare, British General Richard Haking decided that the fake offensive should be an actual frontal attack on the German position.

The weather was crystalline on July 19, 1916. The advancing Australian and British troops were clearly visible running down their own trenches by the German artillery, perched atop a concrete tower. Many died before they reached the battlefield.

It only got worse after that. The 5th Division Australian Imperial Force, fresh troops who had just arrived in France a week before, and the British 61st Division were slaughtered and most lie in unmarked graves.

Tony Pollard, director of Glasgow University’s centre for battlefield archaeology, is excavating the battle site to recover and hopefully identify some of the remains of the fallen.

Some of the bodies were recovered by the allies, more rotted in no man’s land until after the war, but the site of a mass grave dug by the Germans for hundreds of soldiers who fell within their lines was lost. It was wrongly marked on maps and missed in the postwar recovery and reburial of bodies by both sides.

The futile battle, for 400 metres of ground defended by a concrete tower of German machine guns which hours of allied artillery fire had barely scarred, has been called the worst 24 hours in Australian history, with more than 5,500 killed, injured or imprisoned, more casualties than the country lost in the Boer war, Korea and Vietnam combined.

So far he’s found the remains of 6 bodies crammed into a square meter. He expects to find hundreds more in the same area.

“[The Germans] had to work very fast – this was the height of summer, and the bodies were scattered in the open air all across their lines, decomposing very rapidly.”

They have found skeletal remains and webbing from uniforms, and believe that lower in the pits, protected from air in the sodden mud, complete uniforms and human tissue may be preserved.

So far, they have found nothing to identify individuals or allow them to distinguish Australian from British. They know from the records that the Germans removed identifying material from the bodies before burial, but hope they may find cap and shoulder badges.

One Australian soldier, Harry Willis, has been positively identified. The lucky medallion his hometown gave to him when he joined up was found at the site, so even though his remains may never be specifically identified, his grand-nephew Tim Whitford, visiting Fromelle now with his daughter, now knows where his uncle was buried.

The great Ohio-Kentucky rock war

A large boulder that lived for centuries in the middle of the Ohio river serving both Kentuckians and Ohioans as a navigation marker and graffiti carving canvas, has turned out to be a powder keg.

Last September, an Ohio historian decided the rock needed rescuing from its watery bed, so he hauled it out and lovingly placed it in a safe environment for historical preservation: on top of some tires in a corner of the Portsmouth city maintenance garage.

The fact that the rock was a registered protected archaeological object with the state of Kentucky doesn’t seem to trouble our intrepid Ohioan.

The historian, Steve Shaffer of Ironton, Ohio, said people are overreacting. The rock, he said, was neglected and in danger of being damaged or lost forever. […]

Shaffer says he deserves praise for saving the rock.

“They want to punish Portsmouth and they want to punish me and they want to put this rock back in the river,” Shaffer said.

Yeah! Meanie peanie fo-feanie Kentuckians with their anti-tireyardism and desire to preserve a protected object in its proper context. They’ll have to tell it to the judge.

Kentucky’s elected officials also insist that the rock belongs to their state. A Kentucky grand jury is investigating whether criminal charges should be filed and Portsmouth Mayor James Kalb has been subpoenaed to testify. Earlier this spring, Kentucky lawmakers adopted a resolution condemning the rock’s removal and demanding its return.

Ohio lawmakers are considering a counter-resolution calling on Kentucky to abandon its claim to the rock.

New Michelangelo book costs $155,000

For that price I’d expect it to have been a newly discovered Michelangelo original, or at least personally written by the reanimated corpse of Michelangelo himself, but no, it’s just a coffee table book about his work. And it doesn’t even have color pictures!

Using the high standards of the privately published books in the 19th century — an ideal known as the “book beautiful” — as a starting point, FMR sought expert artisans from various fields to create something Ms. Ferrari described as “a work of art in itself.”

Aurelio Amendola’s black-and-white photographs were printed on paper made exclusively for the project. There are detachable reproductions of Michelangelo drawings on handmade folios created according to centuries-old traditions. And then there’s the cover: a scale reproduction in marble of the “Madonna della Scala” (“Madonna of the Steps”), a bas-relief of the Virgin and Child sculptured by Michelangelo when he was still in his teens. The original is housed in the Casa Buonarroti in Florence.

It took two white-gloved attendants to lug around the 46.2-pound book at its City Hall debut.

The dimensions (45×70, 5×8 cm) are inspired by a Fibonacci sequence whose first and final terms approach the golden ratio. The publishers were going for that full-on ancient harmony in the visual arts thing.

There are only 99 copies in the first limited edition, and since it takes 6 months to make one of these books, so you can’t run out and buy me a copy. Better plan ahead for my birthday instead.

You can find more details (in Italian) and film of the book itself on the publishers’ site.