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Rome: Layers of Time -Galleria Doria Pamphilj

The great doors of the Doria Pamphilj Gallery opened, and I stepped into another world.

At first, I noticed the paintings. They seemed to be everywhere. Lining walls, rising above doorways, filling corridors and galleries with colour, light, and story. Ornate ceilings stretched overhead, their frescoes drawing the eye upward. Gilded frames caught the sunlight that filtered through tall windows. Around me, visitors moved quietly from room to room, pausing before masterpieces and then continuing on.

Like many visitors, I had come to see the art. What I did not expect was to become fascinated by the people.The Palazzo Doria Pamphilj is not simply a museum. It is still a family home and remains one of the largest privately owned palaces in Rome.

I imagined what life must have been like within these walls. Long before tourists arrived with cameras and guidebooks, children ran through these corridors. Families gathered beneath these painted ceilings. Servants carried messages through rooms now filled with visitors. Important decisions were made here. Celebrations took place here.

Galleria Doria Pamphilj was a palace filled with the sound of voices and stories long past. Every step I took, I walked with history. One of the narratives belongs to a young cardinal named Camillo Pamphilj. His uncle was Pope Innocent X, one of the most powerful men in Europe. Camillo appeared destined for a distinguished career within the Church. Then he did something unexpected. He gave it all up for love.

Rather than continue as a cardinal, he chose to marry Olimpia Borghese. It was a decision that shocked many in Rome and angered some members of his own family. Yet that choice helped shape the future of the palace itself. Through their marriage, families were united, properties combined, and the palace expanded over the following decades.

Behind every grand building lies a series of very human decisions. Some are political. Some are practical. And some are matters of the heart.

As the palace flourished, generations of the family added their own contributions. New rooms appeared. Ceilings were painted. Collections expanded. Architects, artists, craftsmen, and patrons all left their mark. What survives today is not the achievement of a single person but the accumulated efforts of many generations, each adding another layer to the story.

Then I entered a small room. Compared to the grandeur surrounding it, the space felt surprisingly intimate. Yet visitors seemed drawn toward it with quiet purpose. On the wall hung a portrait that many consider one of the greatest ever painted. Diego Velázquez’s portrait of Pope Innocent X commands attention immediately. The Pope sits in his red robes, looking directly at the viewer. There is nothing idealized about the image. Velázquez did not soften the face or disguise the personality behind it. The expression is intelligent, watchful, and powerful.

The story goes that when Innocent X first saw the portrait, he exclaimed, “Too true!” Across nearly four centuries, it felt like one of the most human moments in the entire palace. Here was a man accustomed to authority and influence suddenly confronted by an artist who had seen him clearly. Not as a title. Not as an institution. But as a person.

The portrait has occupied a special place within the collection ever since. Visitors continue to seek it out, standing silently before a face that belonged to a man who died more than three hundred and fifty years ago. The power of the painting lies not in its historical importance but in its humanity. We are not looking at a symbol of the past. We are looking at another human being.

Every room I entered seemed to contain traces of people who had once believed these walls would always belong to them. They could not have imagined visitors from around the world wandering through their home centuries later. Yet here we were. A family palace had become a shared inheritance. And the story has not ended. Unlike many historic houses, the Palazzo Doria Pamphilj is still connected to the family that preserved it through generations of change.

The collection was first opened to the public in the twentieth century through the efforts of Princess Orietta Doria Pamphilj and her husband, Commander Frank Pogson. Their work helped ensure that these paintings, rooms, and stories could be experienced by others. Today, visitors enter not simply to admire art but to step briefly into a living history.

Stepping out the palace and onto the busy streets of Rome, I realized I had spent far less time thinking about paintings than I expected. Instead, I had spent the afternoon in the company of people. A pope whose face still watches visitors from a small room. A young cardinal who chose love over power. Generations of families who built, expanded, preserved, and passed on what they had inherited.

That is one reason Rome captivates so many travellers. The city constantly reminds us that history is not made of buildings alone. It is made of people. Their choices, their ambitions, their relationships, and the stories they leave behind.

And if we listen carefully, those stories are still being told.

Rebecca

Rome: Layers of Time

“The past is never dead. It’s not even past.” William Faulkner

When I first arrived in Rome, I expected to be overwhelmed by history. After all, Rome is a city that wears its past openly. Ancient columns stand beside busy streets. Churches rise from the foundations of older temples. Palaces contain the memories of powerful families whose names have long since faded from everyday conversation.

History is everywhere. Yet as the days passed, I began to realize that Rome was offering something more than history. It was offering perspective.

Walking through Rome, I found myself moving through layers of time. One moment I was standing before a work of art created centuries ago. The next, I was watching tourists take photographs, children laugh, and families gather in cafés. The past and present seemed to exist together, each illuminating the other.

What resonated with me was not simply what happened here. It was the realization that every generation believes itself to be living in the centre of the story. Yet time moves on. Great families rise and fall. Empires flourish and disappear. Artists, rulers, saints, merchants, and ordinary citizens all leave traces behind. And somehow those traces continue to speak.

This series, Rome: Layers of Time, is not intended to be a history course. Others can tell the dates and battles far better than I can. Instead, I hope to explore Rome as a conversation between past and present.

Together, we will visit galleries, palaces, museums, churches, and streets. We will encounter works of art that have survived centuries. We will meet the people who commissioned them, preserved them, and passed them forward. Along the way, we will ask what these stories might still have to say to us today.

Because beneath the beauty and grandeur lies a more personal question. What remains after power fades? What remains after success passes? What remains after a lifetime has been lived?

Perhaps that is why people continue to travel from every corner of the world to stand before ancient stones and centuries-old paintings. We are not simply looking at the past. We are looking for ourselves.

Rome reminds us that our time, too, is brief. Yet it also reminds us that beauty, kindness, creativity, and memory can travel far beyond the span of a single life. These are the layers of time I hope to explore.

I invite you to walk with me.

In my next post, our first stop is the Galleria Doria Pamphilj, where a family collection becomes a doorway into the larger story of memory, power, art, and what remains.

Rebecca

In the category rabbit-holes-I-definitely-won't-go-down-in: map pins as cartoskeuomorphs.

https://makingmaps.substack.com/p/map-pins-as-cartoskeuomorphs

This one a propos of some seminars on place, space, memory and memoir that I'm preparing for one of our Liberal Arts modules. If anyone has any relevant ideas, suggestions or resources in this rather wild topic, do let me know.

#space #place #culturalmemory #memoir #humanities

Cliff Potts: Time in the Frequency of a Nation

By Cliff Potts, CSO, and Editor-in-Chief of WPS News

Baybay City, Leyte, Philippines — July 4, 2026 —

Introduction

Two hundred and fifty years ago, a small group of men signed a document declaring independence from empire. Today, from Baybay City in the Philippines, I write as one American citizen who has lived through a slice of what that declaration became.

This is not the story of a public figure. It is the story of a participant. A boy shaped by California lift, a teenager formed in Chicago bleachers, a man who watched systems rise, harden, and strain.

History is not only written in marble halls. It is carried in memory.

California Lift

I was born into early-1960s California. You did not need to hear the word “Gemini” to feel the rockets. Aerospace optimism was atmospheric. Highways grew. Suburbs spread. The future felt engineered.

Songs on AM radio carried that lift. “Up, Up and Away” floated everywhere in 1967, just as we returned from Peru. It was sunlight set to melody. It was motion upward, literal and cultural.

“California Dreamin’” had already framed longing and geography in song. Even before the counterculture defined itself, there was a sense that the West Coast was a place where something was beginning.

In 1966, we left. In 1967, we landed in Chicago. The contrast was immediate. California was horizon and expansion. Chicago was density, machine politics, industry, and winter. The country revealed its internal weather systems.

Prosser and the Rowdies

I attended Prosser Vocational High School on Chicago’s Northwest Side. When I arrived, it was an all-boys school. No cheer squad. Barely a football team. So we built our own energy in the bleachers. We became the Prosser Rowdies.

It was not rebellion for its own sake. It was tribe.

Across the street sat Nicky’s. During study hall, I sometimes signed myself in as office help and crossed over for donuts and coffee. The jukebox became a timestamp.

“Rock On.”
“Life Is a Rock (But the Radio Rolled Me).”
“Play That Funky Music.”
And above all, “Long Tall Glasses (I Can Dance).”

That Leo Sayer track seemed to play every time I walked in during 1974. To this day, when it comes on, I bounce in my chair. I could never dance well. I could fake a twist. I once nearly injured someone attempting the bump. But that bass line still moves me.

High school was not defined by grades. It was defined by structure and belonging. I understood what I was supposed to do, even when I did not execute perfectly. College later became the place where I proved to myself that I could perform within academic systems.

I loved school because it made sense.

The Soundtrack of Becoming

The late 1960s and 1970s unfolded in music.

“Kicks” warned.
“White Rabbit” experimented.
“Aquarius” announced an age.
“American Pie” autopsied a decade.

“Color My World” meant prom lights and awkward slow dances. “Ballroom Blitz” meant raw energy without ideology. “Barracuda” meant defiance.

And for my tribe in the 1970s, “Dust in the Wind” became a quiet anthem. Even as we gathered to study the Book of Revelation, even as we spoke of prophecy and permanence, we felt the fragility. All we are is dust in the wind. It was not nihilism. It was recognition.

Time moved.

“Fly Like an Eagle” named it. Time keeps on slipping into the future.
“In the Air Tonight” captured the tension that followed. Something unresolved. Something suspended.

Music was not my obsession. It was my barometer. It marked the shifts in atmosphere.

Faith, Work, and Institutions

I moved through religious movements, countercultural remnants, and corporate structures. I saw idealism institutionalize. I saw institutions calcify. I saw protest give way to management. I saw corporate systems consume youth and energy.

The lesson was not despair. It was clarity.

Systems require vigilance. Culture requires renewal. No generation escapes responsibility for maintenance.

From Chicago to other states and eventually to the Philippines, I carried that awareness. Distance sharpens contrast. Watching the United States from Southeast Asia is different than watching it from within.

America at 250

In 1976, the bicentennial arrived. My family largely ignored the fireworks. Today, in 2026, the 250th anniversary arrives under strain.

The United States is older now. Heavier. Divided. Questioning itself again.

The language of liberty remains. The practice of it is contested.

From here, it feels like something is still in the air tonight — unresolved, suspended, waiting for a release that has not yet come.

I do not write this as condemnation or nostalgia. I write it as record.

I was there for California lift.
I was there for Chicago grit.
I was there for bleacher chants and jukebox quarters.
I was there for faith and doubt.
I was there for time slipping.

At 250 years old, the United States is still asking fundamental questions about power, responsibility, and freedom. I am one ordinary citizen who lived through a fraction of its arc.

I did not shape history in dramatic ways. I participated in it quietly. I studied. I worked. I believed. I questioned. I observed.

That is enough to archive.

For more social commentary, please see Occupy 2.5 at https://Occupy25.com

This essay will be archived as part of the ongoing WPS News Monthly Brief Series available through Amazon.

Monument of Geoffrey Chaucer as pilgrim, High Street, Canterbury (Kent) | April 2023

#Chaucer #CanterburyTales #literaryheritage #culturalmemory #monument #photography #blackandwhitephotography #monochrome #Nikon

More of me: https://www.clickasnap.com/profile/wvmierlo

Prints for sale: https://www.saal-digital.net/profiles/wim_van_mierlo/

Today's blog post: Pandemic music was not always about remembrance. Sometimes it was about distraction: parody songs, TikTok dances, sea shanties, Boccaccio, and the long, liminal hours in the shade of crisis. Plus a Kermit the Frog reference.

https://silencesandsounds.blogspot.com

#PandemicMusic #Musicology #CulturalMemory #SoundStudies #blog #research #distraction #CulturalAmnesia #Boccaccio #TikTok #parody

Indigenous Communities Report Dramatic Loss Of Large Bird Species Over 80 Years

"As the global avian extinction crisis accelerates, the loss of large-bodied birds is destroying local biodiversity and ecology, and eroding the cultural memory of Indigenous Peoples."

#SciComm by @GrrlScientist

#ExtinctionCrisis #birds #ornithology #IndigenousPeoples #CulturalMemory #Ecology #Environment #conservation https://www.forbes.com/sites/grrlscientist/2026/02/26/indigenous-communities-report-dramatic-loss-of-large-bird-species-over-80-years/

Indigenous Communities Report Dramatic Loss Of Large Bird Species Over 80 Years

"As the global avian extinction crisis accelerates, the loss of large-bodied birds is destroying local biodiversity and ecology, and eroding the cultural memory of Indigenous Peoples."

#SciComm by @grrlscientist

#ExtinctionCrisis #birds #ornithology #IndigenousPeoples #CulturalMemory #Ecology #Environment #conservation https://www.forbes.com/sites/grrlscientist/2026/02/26/indigenous-communities-report-dramatic-loss-of-large-bird-species-over-80-years/

International Conference

THE ARCHIVAL TURN IN MUSIC SOCIOLOGY
60 Years of Music Sociology @ mdw

🗓️ 5–7 February 2026
📍mdw – Universität für Musik und darstellende Kunst Wien
& online (Zoom)

Conference Programme & Info:
👉 https://www.mdw.ac.at/ims/events/the-archival-turn-in-music-sociology

This conference explores archives and historiographies in music sociology through feminist, queer, grassroots, and decolonial perspectives and draws attention to ethics and care, lived experiences, cultural labour, methodological questions, and the challenges of digitalisation and platforms.

Keynote Speakers:
› Kate Eichhorn (The New School, USA)
› Uchenna Ngwe (Trinity Laban Conservatoire of Music and Dance & Royal Academy of Music, UK)
› Nick Prior (University of Edinburgh, UK)

Organisers:
Tianyu Jiang, Rainer Prokop, Rosa Reitsamer
Department of Music Sociology
mdw – University of Music and Performing Arts Vienna

#mdw #musicsociology #archives #archivalturn #musicsociology #culturalsociology #sociology #popularmusicstudies #culturalstudies #genderstudies #socialsciences #humanities #music #socialinequalities #inequality #class #race #ethnicity #gender #feminist #queer #culturalmemory #culturalheritage #culturalidentity #identity #Vienna

Symbols move when people move them. Does the meaning of the Caduceus depend on history or on how we use it today? #Caduceus #Hermes #Mythology #AncientSymbols #CulturalMemory #TradeAndTravel #Symbolism #History
https://www.linkedin.com/pulse/caduceus-staff-hermes-sanjay-k-mohindroo--mhmfc

A Name Too Many: When Ego Tries to Rebrand History

https://jtwb7689.wordpress.com/2025/12/26/kennedy-cntr-renaming/

20 years of love...

https://www.saatchiart.com/en-fr/art/Painting-Tribute-to-Ennis/403533/3087397/view

#contemporarypainting
#figurativeart
#fineartpainting
#contemporaryart
#artcollector
#galleryart
#curatedart
#visualart
#cinemainspired
#culturalmemory
#modernmythology
#queerart
#representation
#identityandart
#artandmemory

🎅 Santa has looked much the same on the page for generations. Preserving periodical covers like this one helps carry those familiar images forward, connecting how the season ❄️ was pictured then with how we recognize it now.

See more vintage images in our Holiday 2025 Periodical Art collection ⤵️ https://archive.org/details/%40iasocial/lists/6/holiday-2025-periodical-art

#HolidayArt #PeriodicalArt #Archives #CulturalMemory #ChristmasHistory #PrintCulture

Celebrate vintage winter style with these "The American Girl" magazine covers, published by the Girl Scouts. Left: December 1929 cover depicting three young women in colorful winter clothing. Right: December 1928 cover depicting a young woman with a billowing scarf, walking a dog as snow falls around them.

View more in this holiday collection ⤵️
https://archive.org/details/%40iasocial/lists/6/holiday-2025-periodical-art

#HolidayArt #PeriodicalArt #Archives #CulturalMemory #ChristmasHistory #PrintCulture

It’s the holiday season. Santa Claus is an icon of that history, but he wasn’t always reaching for a soda. 🎅

Covers, ads, and illustrations like these are part of our shared cultural heritage, and their preservation lets us experience not only Christmases past but also the media that shaped them.

Unwrap more vintage Holiday magazine art & more in our collection ⤵️
https://archive.org/details/@iasocial/lists/6/holiday-2025-periodical-art

#HolidayArt #PeriodicalArt #Archives #CulturalMemory #ChristmasHistory

International Conference

THE ARCHIVAL TURN IN MUSIC SOCIOLOGY
5–7 February 2026
mdw – University of Music and Performing Arts Vienna
Fanny Hensel-Hall
& online

Conference Programme & Info:
👉 https://www.mdw.ac.at/ims/events/the-archival-turn-in-music-sociology

Keynote Speakers:
› Kate Eichhorn (The New School, USA)
› Uchenna Ngwe (Trinity Laban Conservatoire of Music and Dance & Royal Academy of Music, UK)
› Nick Prior (University of Edinburgh, UK)

Organisers:
Tianyu Jiang, Rainer Prokop, Rosa Reitsamer
Department of Music Sociology
mdw – University of Music and Performing Arts Vienna

#musicsociology #culturalsociology #sociology #popularmusicstudies #culturalstudies #genderstudies #socialsciences #humanities #music #archives #archivalturn #socialinequalities #inequality #class #race #ethnicity #gender #feminist #queer #antiracist #migrant #postmigrant #histories #culturalmemory #culturalheritage #culturalidentity #identity #mdw #Vienna

Europeana’s EUreka3D is reconstructing Europe’s cultural legacy in 3D and making it interoperable across institutions.
By merging archives, models, and metadata, it’s turning scattered memory into a shared spatial archive, usable for research, education, and public storytelling.
https://pro.europeana.eu/project/eureka3d-european-union-s-rekonstructed-content-in-3d
#DigitalHeritage #3DReconstruction #CulturalMemory

CONFERENCE CALL FOR PAPERS
› Extended Deadline for Abstract Submission: 12 October 2025

THE ARCHIVAL TURN IN MUSIC SOCIOLOGY
5-6 February 2026
mdw - University of Music and Performing Arts Vienna

Keynote speakers:
› Kate Eichhorn (The New School, USA)
› Uchenna Ngwe (Trinity Laban Conservatoire of Music and Dance & Royal Academy of Music, UK)

Organisers:
Tianyu Jiang, Rainer Prokop, Rosa Reitsamer, Lis Vovka

More info:
👉 https://www.mdw.ac.at/ims/events/the-archival-turn-in-music-sociology

#musicsociology #culturalsociology #sociology #culturalstudies #popularmusicstudies #music #archives #archivalturn #socialinequalities #inequality #class #race #ethnicity #gender #feminist #queer #migrant #postmigrant #histories #culturalmemory #culturalheritage #identity #mdw #Vienna

We’re not planning for a digital future: we’re living in a digital present. Can libraries, archives & museums build a just, sustainable & healthy cultural memory?

📖 Trevor Owens & Shannon Mattern discuss how in the #booktalk AFTER DISRUPTION.

🗓 TOMORROW, Thurs, Sept 25
🕖 10 AM PT / 1 PM ET
📍 ONLINE
🎟️ https://www.eventbrite.com/e/book-talk-after-disruption-a-future-for-cultural-memory-tickets-1633230118249

@tjowens #culturalmemory #digitalpreservation #libraries #archives #museums

“memory does not rest forever in the cast sculptures of the great and good. It changes, renewed with each generation, so that monuments take on new meaning and scrutiny”

—Dr Craig Lamont on Remembering RLS: Stevenson & Cultural Memory

https://www.thebottleimp.org.uk/2022/06/remembering-rls-stevenson-cultural-memory/

#Scottish #literature #RobertLouisStevenson #Victorian #19thcentury #memory #culturalmemory #commemoration

Experimenting with pattern layout. A new work about #culturalmemory.

It's made from 84 individual #origami #cyanotype images ( #metamorphogram ).

Combined they make new patterns and represent ideas of shared #memory, particularly of #Portuguese blue tiles ( #azulejos ).

Also, the connections they make show that shared memories are the building blocks of families, communities and cultures.

#blueprint #porto #PortoArt

“Either they don’t know, don’t show, or don’t care…”

Today’s #TonysTimelessThursdays revisits Boyz n the Hood — John Singleton’s masterpiece of pain, truth, and prophecy. Still urgent in light of the May 7, 2025 verdict.

🖤 https://wix.to/OMpBbVp

#BoyzNTheHood #JohnSingleton #BlackJustice #UrbanFilm #CulturalMemory #blackmastodon #Memphisverdict #justice4TyreNichols

An example of how institutionally-curated memories can create a perfect, yet completely fake, cultural identity for an entire nation.

Really thought-provoking.

https://www.theguardian.com/news/2025/jan/30/israel-and-the-delusions-of-germanys-memory-culture

#philosophy #PhilosophyOfMemory #CulturalIdentity #Memory #CulturalMemory #Fascism #Israel #Nazi #Germany #TheGuardian

Archaeoethnologica: Strategies of of Remembering
- Book / Estrategias da Lembrança - Livro

+INFO in: https://archaeoethnologica.blogspot.com/2024/11/estrategias-da-lembranca-livro.html

#Archaeology #AncientHistory #Greece #greeks #Identity #Rome #culturalmemory #politics #Antiquity #ClassicalArchaeology #Religion #epigraphy #Books #openaccess #sculpture #Art #monuments

Archaeoethnologica: Strategies of of Remembering
- Book / Estrategias da Lembrança - Livro

+INFO in: https://archaeoethnologica.blogspot.com/2024/11/estrategias-da-lembranca-livro.html

#Archaeology #AncientHistory #Greece #greeks #Identity #Rome #culturalmemory #politics #Antiquity #ClassicalArchaeology #Religion #epigraphy #Books #openaccess #sculpture #Art #monuments