Certain languages, including French and Bulgarian, have one word for both“time” and “weather.” The French is rendered Le Temps.
One of my treasured moments as a Dad combined weather, time, and beauty. I was sitting on a peak in Arkansas with my son on a Sunday morning singing while watching a thunderstorm roll in not from above but from our flank as it wrapped itself around the mountain and we were, for just a moment, spun into a vortex of time and weather that made my heart skip a beat. The weather became time and time became weather and God seemed very near.
My son taught me to look at the sky. My daughter constantly reminds me of the beauty all around. Brandon is a meteorologist. Lauren, a budding artist and designer. I read some excerpts from this book and thought of them.
Maira Kalman and writer Daniel Handler celebrate in Weather, Weather — the idea of what I saw on that mountain with my son. I only wish I had taken a picture.
There is a picture in Weather, Weather, taken by Carl T. Gosset Jr./ The New York Times: “This Photo Was Made Just before 4 P.M. at Broadway and 43rd Street, Looking East across Times Square.” July 24, 1959
In this picture, time stands still for me even though it was 58 years ago. A man stands with a hand in his pocket looking down at the sidewalk oblivious to the torrent of rain as two women dressed vaguely like my mother dodge puddles and shrink against the elements as they run across a New York street.
I was born the day after this picture was taken. And yet it was only yesterday…
Here are some pictures from Weather, Weather by Maira Kalman and the writer Daniel Handler. Enjoy!
Illustration by Maira Kalman, based on Hatsuo Ikeuchi’s Snowflakes, c. 1950
László Moholy-Nagy: The Diving Board, 1931
Illustration by Maira Kalman, based on Man Diving, Esztergom by André Kertész, 1917
I was in my room wondering what it was like somewhere else.
What’s the weather like?
It’s like summer. It’s like doing nothing.
Illustration by Maira Kalman, based on Alfred Stieglitz’s Apples and Gable, Lake George, 1922
The newspaper said it would be nice today.
What does the newspaper know.
International News Photo: “The Portent of Coming Disaster: A Tornado, Photographed as It Moved across the Sky toward White, S.D., by a Cameraman Who Was the Only Person Who Did Not Take Shelter in a Cyclone Cellar. None of the Buildings Shown in the Picture Was Damaged, as They Were Not in the Direct Path of the Tornado,” 1938
Illustration by Maira Kalman, based on Barney Ingoglia’s photograph for the New York Times article “Rain Raises Fears of Flooding: Pedestrians in Times Square Wading through a Puddle as Heavy Rains Began Yesterday. The Rain Was Expected to Continue Today, Melting Much of the Snow and Causing Fears of Flooding,” January 25, 1978
Clarence H. White: Drops of Rain, 1903
Illustration by Maira Kalman, based on Children Playing in Snow by John Vachon, 1940
Illustration by Maira Kalman, based on Henri Cartier-Bresson’s Alberto Giacometti Going Out for Breakfast, Paris, 1963
I can’t even say what it’s like. It’s perfect, the whole thing. Come with me, take me with you. Let’s go out together and have poached eggs.
Valery Shchekoldin: Uliyanovsk, 1978
4 thoughts on “Le Temps”
One of my favorite poems is “Time Is” by Henry Van Dyke, penned in 1904. It’s brief and thought provoking
Time is too slow for those who wait,
Too swift for those who fear.
Too long for those who grieve,
Too short for those who rejoice.
But for those who love,
Time is eternal.
Thanks for sharing Rudy, great poem!