tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811556140606524073.post1602444102497280599..comments2024-03-24T01:57:23.238+08:00Comments on 漁人碼頭的戰爭 - The Battle of Fisherman's Wharf: Memories of 濱栗 and more...Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811556140606524073.post-49036815282540395122009-03-28T11:08:00.000+08:002009-03-28T11:08:00.000+08:00I found this report on 楊佐三郎's house:http://www.geo...I found this report on 楊佐三郎's house:<BR/><BR/>http://www.geocities.jp/skytenky/1/h05x06.html<BR/><BR/>So it may even become a memorial site. Which is good. Maybe Danshui has more artists than other cities and towns, one fewer makes no difference. Just kidding. He is most definitely part of Danshui history.EyeDochttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00406602265159523372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811556140606524073.post-1314509727994318062009-03-28T10:50:00.000+08:002009-03-28T10:50:00.000+08:00Yes, I remember his house very well, in the right ...Yes, I remember his house very well, in the right hand side of street going toward 神社.<BR/>I do not know why 楊佐三郎 is not in the famous Tamsui residents listing. He is considered resident of 中和 than Tamsui since his art museum is located at 中和. BTW, his son-in-law is writing a book called “両個楊三郎”. Odd enough, there are two artists, painter and musician, with the same name from same town, 中和.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811556140606524073.post-58644880020742614642009-03-28T07:47:00.000+08:002009-03-28T07:47:00.000+08:00Yes, we all know Mr 楊三郎. I believe his house was n...Yes, we all know Mr 楊三郎. I believe his house was next to the British Mission (its huge gates were always shut) near Fort San Domingo. He moved away after the 228 Incident. If I am not mistaken, the 柯/Ke family (one of Dr Mackay's daughter's family) also lived there, might have moved in after. I remember seeing oil paintings all over but am not sure whether they were left behind by Mr 楊 or the 柯 kids were also artists. The latter was also quite possible. One of the kids was in my elementary school class so I visited his house often. And in art class, while we were all just doing simple piggies and duckies, he was drawing the most realistic and intricate locomotive engines. That kid could really paint. And presumably his older brother was even better at it.<BR/><BR/>We should all post more on Mr 楊佐三郎.EyeDochttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00406602265159523372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811556140606524073.post-12200197152805508232009-03-26T11:54:00.000+08:002009-03-26T11:54:00.000+08:00Sorry, post on the wrong place. Let me post again....Sorry, post on the wrong place. Let me post again.<BR/>The greatest piano teach that Tamsui ever had is Miss Taylor, being called 徳姑娘. Her student, Mr. Tan Sue-Chi陳泗治 teaches piano at his home in Shi-Lin士林 before becoming principal of Tamsui High School. His daughter was my daughter's piano teacher in Tamsui, though most of the time her mother was teaching. Nobody can afford to have piano at their own home, so they come to teacher's home and get lessons and use the piano to practice. Mr. Chin has passed away few years back in Southern California.<BR/>There are many artists living in Tamsui, before Kau-Fun 九份 becomes artist's colony. Do you remember the house belongs to 楊佐三郎, the famous oil painter?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811556140606524073.post-59106682992835313262009-03-26T10:32:00.000+08:002009-03-26T10:32:00.000+08:00The source of E coli (Escherichia coli, literally ...The source of E coli (Escherichia coli, literally colon bacteria) is human wastes. The ancient sewage system of Boston cannot handle the overload when it rains, and the overflow gets into the bay and circulated onto the South Shore. News reports do mention the "E coli counts", probably a provincial thing.<BR/><BR/>So by now you'd have found out everything about Quincy. What you won't find is that it has become a second Chinatown (the original is located within Boston City limits and Malden being the third) where we sometimes go shopping for Chinese groceries.<BR/><BR/>Now that is a wonderful suggestion: Danshui's contribution to Taiwan's literature. Thanks. Actually music as well. Growing up, we hear people practicing piano and violin near where we lived, not to mention the local sponsorship of Taiwanese opera. One of the performers participated in the Battle of Fisherman's Wharf.EyeDochttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00406602265159523372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811556140606524073.post-61458099479268327362009-03-25T23:01:00.000+08:002009-03-25T23:01:00.000+08:00E coli in the water - that's the strangest thing I...E coli in the water - that's the strangest thing I've ever heard of.<BR/><BR/>We must have six degrees of disconnection. I was just on NPR today, then Wikipedia, trying to figure out this place called Quincy. They were running a story on John Cheever (not to be mixed up with the great Boston Bruin goalie Gerry Cheevers), the interesting American writer who hails from Quincy, MA. You could probably get another blog going on important American writers that have lived within an hour of your MA doorstep. Anyway, I'll look forward to reading about Danshui's contribution to Taiwan's literature.Patrick Cowsillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12904899672214340947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811556140606524073.post-83571188387288519222009-03-25T02:58:00.000+08:002009-03-25T02:58:00.000+08:00That is a Great White all right. The ones hanging ...That is a Great White all right. The ones hanging around in Danshui River, however, were tiger sharks - the main ingredient of fish balls of the past. <BR/><BR/>The ships packed with stones deliberately sunk at the mouth of the river in 1884 may have contributed to the pollution issue. It made the sedimentation problem worse and slowed the water outflow. Then the familiar story: 50 years of industrialization upstream plus over-development of the town itself eventually did it in. Crabbing up the north shore is still quite active, probably the only saving grace. There is a sparsely used bike path up that way, BTW.<BR/><BR/>My other hometown Boston has the same problem. You cannot swim in the Charles River until recently, after years of aerating the water near Longfellow Bridge. Actually no one does still. And the Wollaston Beach in Quincy has to be closed a few times each summer for high E coli counts. The last I heard, a few lobsters were spotted in Boston Harbor. The news was regarded as a sign of hope that the war on pollution was being won - apparently a beer-soaked opinion.EyeDochttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00406602265159523372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811556140606524073.post-70140851304203948772009-03-24T23:39:00.000+08:002009-03-24T23:39:00.000+08:00I have to respond as it was my comment on the old ...I have to respond as it was my comment on the old guy telling me he used to swim the Danshui to save money on ferries that provoked this interesting commentary. First of all, when I hear about swimmers or fisherman on the Danshui, I have to juggle it with what I know today. The Danshui is so polluted it has become a dead river. In a way, it's beautiful as a dead river. There's no visual clutter to mess up its workings. The Danshui has the best long views in the city. Sometimes, I sit at Ma Chang Ting with a cold beer or two and watch Taipei glimmering across its waters at night. And the fish still jump from time to time. A couple of days ago, as I was riding to Guangdu (關渡), I saw a guy with a fish he'd pulled out from the water - a good two to three pounder. I was wondering if he'd eat it, especially considering what a friend from Canada's dad told me after testing the river; he's a biologist and he advises a tetanus shot if we are so much as to dip a hand in the water. I also had a nice breakfast at this new cyclist cafe out in Guangdu. We ate chocolate and banana waffles and drank strong coffee, and pondered how Taipei's main river gets so vacated in the space of 50 years. <BR/><BR/>Eyedoc, as a scuba diver, I would've scoffed at your comments about people getting chomped on down round the Danshui by sharks. Man-eaters do not have much use for warm waters such as those around Taiwan. You'll normally find them either more south, like in Australia or South Africa, or up around the Bay Area in California. The only sharks I've seen around Asia in my dives are sleepy reef sharks. Then I saw this a few months back: http://www.taiwansurfshack.com/blog/archives/162Patrick Cowsillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12904899672214340947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811556140606524073.post-71728652895354501022009-03-24T20:00:00.000+08:002009-03-24T20:00:00.000+08:00The honor is entirely ours. Your memories bring ba...The honor is entirely ours. Your memories bring back so many of my own. <BR/><BR/>It is amazing, I can almost taste the pearly broth of the big clams by just looking at the picture. Such a distinct and wonderful flavor, too. Indeed we did use a rake to harvest the clams and fish only at high tide. <BR/><BR/>Most kids used a literally 10-ft long skinny bamboo pole, maybe 0.5-inch in diameter at the base with a nylon string tied to the end. Another shorter string was used to tie the hook and there was an olive-sized/-shaped lead sinker as well. All three were joined onto a tiny 8-shaped metal ring. The knot-tying was a skill all by itself. Also the hook line must not be too short or you'd be fishing for bottom-feeders. The hooks came in different sizes. Usually the smallest one was used to catch the bite-sized 金錢仔 (Gim Jhi-a). For bigger and better fish, you'd have to get on a small 舢舨 and fish in the middle of the river. The most prized one was 沙梭 (Sua saw) for reasons unknown (didn't taste all that special). The fishing poles were similar to the ones seen in the US, short with a reel and maybe a hundred feet of nylon strings. For the bait, the best was the sea worm (海蟲, Hai-tang, which looked like a centipede) found in the muddy beach during low tide.<BR/><BR/>Swimming in Danshui River was too risky (the sharks), did that in a tiny brook behind the Danshui Golf Course.EyeDochttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00406602265159523372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811556140606524073.post-71409339116699687692009-03-24T05:29:00.000+08:002009-03-24T05:29:00.000+08:00You are right, we saw the same boat, wither it was...You are right, we saw the same boat, wither it was gunboat or U-boat.<BR/>It is honor to allow participating on your site.<BR/>Thank you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811556140606524073.post-84991858876338179342009-03-23T11:54:00.000+08:002009-03-23T11:54:00.000+08:00U-Boat - you mean the torpedo boat? I remember a s...U-Boat - you mean the torpedo boat? I remember a small gunboat docked behind the post office. That was probably the same one that you saw. The Chiangs had a villa or something deep inside the forbidden zone. The latter included the now Fishermen's Wharf and other now popular sandy beaches. Their motorcade used to zip through Chung Cheng Road around sunset. One policeman once asked my grandmother not to air-dry cucumbers on top of a pillbox (concrete machine gun nest now replaced by Dr Mackay's sculpture) because it might not look good to President Chiang when he passed by. His advice was naturally ignored and we got to enjoy the most delicious pickled cucumbers in this corner of Taiwan.EyeDochttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00406602265159523372noreply@blogger.com