‘Το παιδομάζωμα’ (ή ‘το σκλαβοπάζαρο’) του Νικολάου Γύζη ... ‘The Levy of Christian Children,’ by Nikolaos Ghyzis
Patrick Comerford
This morning [28 December 2013] the calendar of the Church remembers the Massacre of the Innocents at the orders of Herod. Saint Matthew’s Gospel recalls how Herod ordered the execution of all young male children in the area around Bethlehem because he imagined a threat to his throne with the reports of a new-born king (see Matthew 2: 16-18).
Although these Holy Innocents could not possibly have been Christians, yet the Church has traditionally revered them as martyrs for Christ.
On this morning, we should be conscious of the many thousands upon thousands of children who are the innocent victims of war and strife around the world. I think this morning in particular of the distressed and displaced children of Syria, living in appalling conditions this winter in makeshift camps in Syria and in neighbouring Lebanon, Jordan, Iraq and Turkey.
But as news fashions change day-by-day, we are soon going to forget the displaced children of South Sudan, the Central African Republic, Egypt and Libya. Who among us woke up this morning remembering the displaced boy soldiers who wandered for years around the countries of Central Africa? Who knows what has happened to them?
Remembering the innocent children who are caught up in war, I have chosen as my work of Art for Christmas the painting Το παιδομάζωμα (ή το σκλαβοπάζαρο), The Levy of Christian Children, by the Greek painter Nikolaos Ghyzis (Νικολάου Γύζη).
I drew on the imagery in this painting many years ago, as I was preparing a paper, ‘Defining Greek and Turk: Uncertainties in the Search for European identities,’ for publication in the Cambridge Review of International Affairs (Vol XIII, No 2, Spring/Summer 2000).
‘The Secret School’ by Nikolaos Ghyzis on the former Greek 200 drachma note
Nikolaos Ghyzis (1842-1901), from the island of Tinos, is one of Greece’s most important 19th-century painters, and is the major representative of the so-called “Munich School,” the major 19th-century Greek art movement. His painting The Secret School featured on the reverse of the Greek 200 drachmas banknote from 1996 until the drachma gave way to the Euro in 2001.
As part of its educational programme, the National Gallery of Greece brought a collection of significant 19th century Greek paintings to its Sparta annexe in the late 1990s, and the catalogue and poster for the exhibition were illustrated by The Levy of Christian Children by Nikolaos Ghyzis.
The Janissaries were introduced to the Turkish army in the 14th century as a permanent component in an army raised by means of feudal levies. The best of Christian boys, both in brain and brawn, were taken from their families as tribute in the levy known as the devsirme. The Janissaries were feared even by the sultans: Osman II in 1622, and Selim III in 1807 were killed by Janissaries, and it was not until 1826 that Mahmut II had the power and the strength to disband the Janissaries.
The Church of Santa Sophia or the Ibrahim Mosque in Rethymnon … was converted into a mosque by a Janissary (Photograph: Patrick Comerford)
When the town of Rethymnon in Crete was captured by the Turks, the church was converted into a mosque by a Janissary, Yahya Ibrahim (John Abraham). But the innocent children taken in this levy were not all boys, nor did they all end up as Janissaries. Perhaps the most famous Muslim from Rethymnon was the Valide Sultana or Queen Mother Emetullah Rabia Gulnus Sultan, who was born a Christian in the town, the daughter of a Greek Orthodox priest.
Emetullah Rabia Gulnus Sultan (1642-1715) was the wife of Ottoman Sultan Mehmed IV and Valide Sultan to their sons Mustafa II and Ahmed III (1695-1715). She was born Evmania Voria in 1642 in Rethymnon, and grew up here when it was still part of the Venetian empire.
When Rethymnon fell to the Turks, she was taken captive and in 1646 she was sent as a slave to Constantinople. There she was given a Turkish and Muslim education in the harem department of Topkapi, where she soon caught the eye of Sultan Mehmed IV.
However, the blood of Greeks flowed through the veins of Janissaries, the viziers, and even the Ottoman sultans. Despite the subsequent claims by Ataturk in the 20th century to a pure Turkish identity, forced conversions, the wholesale transfer of villages and communities, and the families of the Janissaries and even the sultans themselves are guarantees even today that there are many Turks whose ancestry is Greek.
I wonder whether in generations to come, will the descendants of the Syrian children who are fleeing war be found among the descendants of the people who failing them politically today?
Tomorrow: ‘Rest on the Flight into Egypt’ by Luc-Olivier Merson.
28 December 2013
The storm eases but the winds
churn up the waves in Bray
Sea breeze and waves beneath a rainbow on the beach in Bray this afternoon (Photograph: Patrick Comerford, 2013)
Patrick Comerford
The storm that is causing havoc across these islands for the past few days has disrupted travel everywhere, and must be distressing not only for people whose homes and businesses have been damaged, but for people trying to get home or to return home after visiting families and friends.
I imagine it is frustrating too for people who feel the need to get out for a walk in fresh air after sitting around at home yesterday, having eaten too much, had too much to drink, and watched too much second-rate television.
It seemed the storm had eased a little around noon, and the red alert was being reduced to an amber alert. Two of us headed south to Bray for a brisk walk on the beach, to watch the remains of the storm in the waves and to allow the sea breeze to blow refreshingly through our heads.
The breaking waves were beautiful to watch as the winds blew the spray along the coastal water (Photograph: Patrick Comerford, 2013)
The breaking waves were beautiful to watch as the winds blew the spray along the coastal water. A few fathers with children were walking along the promenade, but only one or two were brave or foolhardy enough to step down onto the pebbles and on the shore.
There was only a few white clouds in the blue skies, but to the north-east a full rainbow seemed to be embracing the scene in a promise of better weather ahead.
A sign on the old bandstand on the Promenade is recruiting volunteers for the Bray Charities’ Sea Swim on New Year’s Day. If this weather continues, you would have to be very hardy to volunteer ... but it could be very rewarding.
We stopped briefly in Gusto Italiano in the town centre for two double espressos before heading back.
On the M50 there was a long, senseless queue of cars trying to leave at the exit for the shops at Dundrum. Why do people do this on a day like this? They would have found it more rewarding to continue on the M50 and go for a walk along the beach in Bray ... not only would it have cost less, but it would have brought a breath of fresh air, truly, to their minds and their souls.
The waves beat against the rocks on the shoreline in Bray this afternoon (Photograph: Patrick Comerford, 2013)
Patrick Comerford
The storm that is causing havoc across these islands for the past few days has disrupted travel everywhere, and must be distressing not only for people whose homes and businesses have been damaged, but for people trying to get home or to return home after visiting families and friends.
I imagine it is frustrating too for people who feel the need to get out for a walk in fresh air after sitting around at home yesterday, having eaten too much, had too much to drink, and watched too much second-rate television.
It seemed the storm had eased a little around noon, and the red alert was being reduced to an amber alert. Two of us headed south to Bray for a brisk walk on the beach, to watch the remains of the storm in the waves and to allow the sea breeze to blow refreshingly through our heads.
The breaking waves were beautiful to watch as the winds blew the spray along the coastal water (Photograph: Patrick Comerford, 2013)
The breaking waves were beautiful to watch as the winds blew the spray along the coastal water. A few fathers with children were walking along the promenade, but only one or two were brave or foolhardy enough to step down onto the pebbles and on the shore.
There was only a few white clouds in the blue skies, but to the north-east a full rainbow seemed to be embracing the scene in a promise of better weather ahead.
A sign on the old bandstand on the Promenade is recruiting volunteers for the Bray Charities’ Sea Swim on New Year’s Day. If this weather continues, you would have to be very hardy to volunteer ... but it could be very rewarding.
We stopped briefly in Gusto Italiano in the town centre for two double espressos before heading back.
On the M50 there was a long, senseless queue of cars trying to leave at the exit for the shops at Dundrum. Why do people do this on a day like this? They would have found it more rewarding to continue on the M50 and go for a walk along the beach in Bray ... not only would it have cost less, but it would have brought a breath of fresh air, truly, to their minds and their souls.
The waves beat against the rocks on the shoreline in Bray this afternoon (Photograph: Patrick Comerford, 2013)
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