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Rewriting History: Before Mesopotamia and Egypt

It is a hill that should not have been there.

The first time you see Göbekli Tepe on a map, it looks like a mistake. Southeastern Anatolia, near the modern city of Şanlıurfa, is not where you go looking for the oldest monumental architecture on Earth. For a century and more, the textbooks pointed elsewhere. But the hill is there. It rises gently from the limestone plateau, unremarkable at first glance, just another mound in a landscape full of them. Farmers had been plowing its slopes for generations, knocking stone fragments loose with their plow blades, never suspecting what lay beneath.

The stones began to surface in the 1960s. American and Turkish archaeologists visited, looked at the broken limestone and the scattered flint, and assumed it was a Byzantine cemetery or a medieval outpost. Nobody dug deep. Nobody asked what a T-shaped pillar was doing under a hill that local tradition called ‘the navel of the mountain.’ The assumption was that anything monumental in this region had to be late. Late meant Greek, Roman, Byzantine. Early meant not worth the effort.

Then Klaus Schmidt arrived in 1994. He had been working at Nevalı Çori, a site thirty miles away that had already produced clues — carved stone heads, pillars, enclosures — before it disappeared under the waters of the Atatürk Dam. Schmidt had a sense that Nevalı Çori was not alone, that the region might hold older things. When he saw the pillars and the carved animals on the surface at Göbekli Tepe, he knew he was looking at something that rewrote the calendar. He did not dig for a season or two. He dug for twenty years, until his death in 2014, and every year the site pushed human achievement further back in time.

What Schmidt uncovered was a complex of circular enclosures, the largest of them anchored by T-shaped pillars that stood up to five and a half meters tall, each weighing several tons. The pillars were carved from the local limestone with flint tools. On their surfaces, in shallow relief, were foxes, snakes, scorpions, boars, vultures, cranes, aurochs, and creatures that may be leopards. Some pillars have arms and hands carved along their sides, as if the stones themselves were beings, standing in a ring, facing each other, watching.

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Göbekli Tepe, Şanlıurfa, excavation. Teomancimit, CC BY-SA 3.0, Wikimedia Commons

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This would be remarkable in any era. But the radiocarbon dates put the earliest enclosures at around 9,600 BCE. That is more than six thousand years before the Great Pyramid. It is before pottery. Before metal. Before domesticated wheat. Before what any standard definition of civilization required. The people who built Göbekli Tepe did not live in a city. They did not write. They did not have kings or bureaucrats. They were hunter-gatherers, moving with the seasons, tracking wild game and gathering wild plants. And yet they carved multi-ton blocks, moved them hundreds of meters, erected them in rings, and covered them with animal imagery.

The scale of the accomplishment is hard to absorb. Estimates for a single enclosure suggest that quarrying, carving, transporting, and erecting the pillars would have required hundreds of people working for months. Those people would have needed food, water, shelter, and organization. They would have needed someone to coordinate, someone to feed the workers, someone to resolve disputes. We have no evidence of permanent houses at the site. We have no evidence of agriculture in those early layers. What we have is feasting debris — tens of thousands of wild animal bones, mostly gazelle and aurochs — which suggests gatherings that were periodic, intense, and deliberate.

Klaus Schmidt’s conclusion, which he first published in German before the idea caught international fire, was that the hill represented a place of ritual, a sanctuary built by mobile hunter-gatherers across a wide region. This idea set off a storm in archaeology. Some researchers pushed back. Others rushed to examine their own sites with fresh eyes. But the central finding held: the world’s oldest known monumental architecture was built by people who did not yet farm.

The hill should not be there. Not according to the story we had been telling ourselves. And yet there it was — proof that some of the deepest human impulses, the drive to build, to represent, to gather and to worship, came not after agriculture, not after cities, not after the things we thought were prerequisites, but before. The implications of that single fact would ripple outward for decades, touching every assumption about how civilization begins.

A Region Older Than Its Reputation

Anatolia had been treated for most of the twentieth century as a cultural corridor, a place things passed through — trade goods, technologies, peoples — on their way between the great centers of the Tigris-Euphrates floodplain and the Aegean. Textbooks gave it a chapter, maybe two, tucked between Sumer and Minoan Crete. The Hittites got their due in the Bronze Age, and Çatalhöyük earned a mention as an oddity, a big early village that did not quite fit the model. But as a birthplace? As an origin point? That idea seemed too much to claim.

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Satellite view of Anatolia, present day Türkiye.

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Part of the problem was geographic. The Tigris and Euphrates rivers create the kind of environment that looks, to us, like civilization: flat, fertile, orderly, suited to irrigation, capable of supporting large populations and visible administrative structures. Anatolia is the opposite — dissected plateaus, steep valleys, rocky limestone slopes, a fragmented landscape that invites small communities, seasonal movement, and decentralized ways of life. When archaeologists looked for the roots of civilization, they looked where civilization seemed easiest to see.

The result was a self-confirming loop. Mesopotamia and Egypt were excavated first because they were expected to be the earliest. What was found there was interpreted as the beginning because the beginning was expected to be there. Anatolian sites, when they were found, were dated later or dismissed as provincial. The few diggers who argued otherwise had an uphill fight. The evidence for early Anatolian monumentality sat in plain view — at Göbekli Tepe, at Nevalı Çori, at sites now under the waters of the Euphrates — but the framework for understanding it did not yet exist.

And then the framework broke. The radiocarbon calibration work of the 1980s and 1990s, combined with new excavation strategies and a growing willingness to rethink the category of ‘civilization’ itself, opened a window. Göbekli Tepe’s earliest levels came in at 9,600 BCE. Çatalhöyük, long known but never fully integrated into origin stories, dated to around 7,100 BCE. Aşıklı Höyük pushed central Anatolian villages back to 8,500 BCE. Boncuklu Höyük, smaller and less famous, suggested the roots of the Çatalhöyük phenomenon reached even earlier, into the 8,000s BCE. All of this predated the first Sumerian cities by thousands of years. It predated dynastic Egypt by more than five millennia.

What made the new picture difficult to accept was not just the dates but the order of the steps. The old model assumed that agriculture came first, creating sedentation, food surplus, and social complexity. Only then could you have cities, temples, art, and organized ritual. But Anatolia’s Neolithic turned that sequence inside out. At Göbekli Tepe, the monumental structures came first, and the wild feasting, the elaborate symbolism, the coordinated labor. Farming arrived later, gradually, over centuries, as one part of a process that had already been set in motion by something else — some prior urge to gather, to build, to mark the landscape with meaning.

The region’s reputation had never matched its actual contents. Nevalı Çori, excavated in the 1980s as a rescue dig before its valley was flooded, produced buildings with embedded T-shaped pillars, carved human heads, and a terrazzo floor made of a concrete-like substance — all from the same era as early Göbekli Tepe. Then the water covered it. Today it is invisible, a lost site in a reservoir, remembered only in excavation reports and museum displays. How many other such sites lie under Turkish dam reservoirs, unrecorded, undiscovered, gone forever? No one can say.

The lesson of Nevalı Çori is that the region’s early achievements were not isolated anomalies. Göbekli Tepe was the most spectacular, but it belonged to a network of communities that shared ideas, techniques, and a symbolic language. The pillared enclosures were not one fluke of genius. They were a regional tradition, repeated across hundreds of kilometers, maintained over centuries, and passed from one generation to the next. That kind of persistence requires infrastructure — not of stone, but of memory, teaching, and shared meaning.

The question, then, is not whether Anatolia was a birthplace. The evidence says it was. The question is why we resisted that conclusion for so long, and what else we have been getting wrong by assuming the origin story we inherited was complete.

The Landscape Before the Builders

To understand what happened at Göbekli Tepe and its neighboring sites, you have to understand the land itself. Southeastern Anatolia is not a stage set. It’s a specific place, with a specific climate, specific stone, and specific rhythms that shaped the lives of the people who lived there eleven thousand years ago. The region sits on limestone, soft enough to quarry with flint but hard enough to hold a carved edge. The hills are bare in summer, dotted with oak and pistachio in wetter years, and the landscape is broken by seasonal streams that flood in spring and vanish in late summer.

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Today’s relativley barren, rocky landscape surrounding Göbekli Tepe. Dosseman, CC BY-SA 4.0, Wikimedia Commons

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The climate during the early Neolithic was different from today’s — slightly wetter, slightly warmer, with more reliable rainfall. Wild wheat and barley grew in the hills. Wild sheep, goats, cattle, and gazelle grazed the steppes. The Euphrates and Tigris rivers, fed by mountain snowmelt, provided permanent water and drew animals in herds. It was a rich landscape, abundant enough to support large gatherings of people for short periods without requiring anyone to plant a field or pen a flock.

This is a crucial point. The builders of Göbekli Tepe did not build in a barren wasteland, struggling for survival. They built in a landscape of plenty. They could afford to take time away from hunting and gathering to quarry stone, carve images, and raise pillars. They could afford the calories. They could afford the risk. Some archaeologists argue that this very abundance is why agriculture was slow to take hold in the region: there was no pressure to intensify food production when wild food was already sufficient.

But abundance alone does not explain the construction. Animal herding, after all, would have been easier than carving a five-meter pillar. The landscape provided the conditions, but the decision to build came from something else — a social or spiritual impulse, a shared idea about what this place was and what it meant. The hill itself seems to have been special. Its name, in the local Arabic dialect, means ‘the navel of the mountain,’ a phrase that suggests it was remembered as a center, a point of orientation, long before any archaeologist arrived to give it a catalog number.

Surveys around the site have found no evidence of permanent settlement in the earliest phase. No house foundations, no hearths that suggest year-round occupation. What they have found are massive quantities of animal bones, mostly from wild species, and the remains of large-scale stone tool production. The builders camped nearby, perhaps for weeks or months at a time, then dispersed back into the landscape. They returned seasonally or periodically, adding to the enclosures, filling in old ones, building new ones on top.

The stone itself tells a story. The T-shaped pillars were quarried from the local limestone bedrock, sometimes from pits just a few hundred meters from the enclosures. The limestone is soft enough to work with flint and bone tools, but transporting a ten-ton pillar, even over flat ground, required ropes, rollers, sledges, and a coordinated team. The quarrying scars are still visible in the bedrock, a reminder that this was not built by magic or by aliens, but by human effort, repeated thousands of times.

What we do not find in this landscape is just as telling. No pottery, which would have been invented in the region only later. No metal. No wheel. No writing. No evidence of a ruling class living in palaces. The builders’ toolkit was stone, wood, bone, skin, and sinew. Their social organization remains a matter of debate, but nothing in the archaeological record suggests a coercive hierarchy. What seems to have brought them together was not a king’s command but a shared commitment, a set of beliefs strong enough to organize labor on a monumental scale.

This is the landscape the builders inherited and transformed. A rich, broken, limestone country where the materials for making history were lying on the ground, waiting for a group of people to decide that some places mattered more than others, and that they would prove it in stone.

The Emergence of Ritual and Monumentality

Why did hunter-gatherers build Göbekli Tepe? The question has consumed archaeologists for three decades, and no single answer has satisfied everyone. But the most persuasive explanation, developed by Klaus Schmidt and supported by the evidence on the ground, is that the hill was a place of ritual — a sanctuary where dispersed groups gathered at intervals to feast, to bury their dead, to reinforce social bonds, and to act out shared beliefs about the cosmos, the animals, and the dead.

The pillar carvings are not random. The animals — foxes, snakes, scorpions, vultures, cranes, boars — appear in deliberate combinations. Some researchers read them as clan symbols, totemic animals representing different groups who came together at the site. Others see them as elements of a cosmological system, a vocabulary of creatures with meanings now lost to us. The vultures, in particular, have drawn attention because they are associated with death and the removal of flesh from bones in later Anatolian and Mesopotamian traditions. 

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Vulture Stone, Gobekli Tepe, Sanliurfa. Sue Fleckney, CC BY-SA 2.0, Wikimedia Commons

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Human bones found at the site support the idea that death and memory were central concerns. The bones are fragmentary and often show cut marks, suggesting a multi-stage mortuary practice — perhaps exposure to vultures, followed by defleshing, followed by burial of selected bones inside the enclosures. This is not casual disposal. It is ritual handling of the dead, perhaps intended to keep ancestors close, to honor them, or to incorporate them into the ongoing life of the sanctuary.

The scale of the feasting is staggering. Analysis of animal bones from the earliest levels shows that hundreds of gazelle and aurochs were killed and consumed at the site. The meat was not dried and stored; it was eaten fresh, in large quantities, over short periods. This suggests periodic gatherings of considerable size — hundreds of people, perhaps more — coming together for events that lasted days or weeks. The logistics of such gatherings, from the provision of wild food to the disposal of waste, imply a high degree of social coordination.

Monumentality, in this context, served a function. It made the gatherings visible and durable. It created a place that persisted in the landscape even when the people had dispersed. The pillars, with their carved animals and human-like features, stood as permanent witnesses to the meetings that had occurred. They were not utilitarian; they were symbolic. But their symbolism was the point. They were the reason people gathered, the anchor that called them back year after year.

What makes this remarkable is not just that hunter-gatherers built monuments. It is that monument-building appears to have preceded the other things we associate with complex society. Agriculture, pottery, villages, and ultimately cities all came later. The ritual impulse, the drive to create sacred spaces and to gather around them, came first. This inverts the standard evolutionary story, which assumed that religion was the product of settled life, a luxury made possible by farming and surplus.

At Göbekli Tepe, the sequence is exactly reversed. Religion was not the result of civilization; it may have been one of its causes. The need to gather at the hill, to build and rebuild its enclosures, to feed the crowds who came, may have created the very conditions — intensified resource use, territorial attachment, social complexity — that eventually led people to settle down and to domesticate plants and animals.

This hypothesis remains contested. Some archaeologists argue that the link between Göbekli Tepe and later agriculture is speculative. Others suggest the site may have been built by people who already had some form of incipient cultivation. But the broad outline holds: in Anatolia, monumental ritual architecture came before farming, before villages, before the things we thought were required for such works. The builders were not trying to become civilized. They were trying to honor something, to mark something, to gather around something. And in doing so, they set in motion a chain of events that would eventually produce the very civilizations that later forgot them.

A New Starting Point for Civilization

When you change the starting point of a story, everything downstream shifts. If civilization did not begin with cities and kings, but with sanctuaries and gatherings, then our understanding of what civilization is — and what it is for — has to change too. The Anatolian Neolithic does not just add a chapter to the history books. It rewrites the preface, and maybe the whole first half.

Consider the standard narrative: humans lived as hunter-gatherers for hundreds of thousands of years, then discovered agriculture, settled down, built villages that grew into cities, invented writing and metalwork, and eventually produced the civilizations of Egypt and Mesopotamia, from which tradition often teaches all later history descends. That narrative is tidy. It has a clear sequence. It flatters our sense of progress. But at every step, it takes the outcomes of civilization and treats them as its causes.

Göbekli Tepe and its neighbors break the sequence. They show that complex social organization, monumental architecture, and elaborate symbolic systems existed before agriculture, before pottery, before metal. They show that hunter-gatherers were capable of feats that the old model reserved for farmers and city-dwellers. They show that the urge to build and to worship was not a consequence of settled life but may have been one of the forces that made settled life possible.

This is not a small correction. It is a reorientation. The birth of civilization, seen from Anatolia, looks less like a technological revolution and more like a social and spiritual one. The first builders were not responding to environmental necessity; they were creating something new out of shared belief and collective effort. The great stone rings of Göbekli Tepe were not pyramids in embryo. They were something else — a kind of architecture that had no precedent because it was itself the precedent.

And Anatolia did not stop with Göbekli Tepe. The region that produced the world’s earliest known monumental sanctuary went on to produce some of the earliest known villages, the earliest known pottery in this part of the world, and, millennia later, the Hittite Empire. The thread is not continuous — there are gaps, collapses, and discontinuities — but the region’s role as an innovator is undeniable. What happened there in the Neolithic set patterns that would echo across the Near East and beyond.

For the reader encountering these sites for the first time, the challenge is to unlearn the chronology they were taught. Egypt is not the beginning. Sumer is not the beginning. They are later chapters in a story whose opening lines were written in stone on a hilltop in southeastern Anatolia, thousands of years before the first pyramid rose at Giza. That is not to diminish Egypt or Mesopotamia. Their achievements were real and their influence immense. But they were inheritors, not originators. The origin point lies farther north, farther back, and in a way of life we were taught to dismiss as primitive.

The birth of civilization, seen from this angle, was not a single event but a long, uneven process, marked by experiments, failures, and unexpected breakthroughs. Some of the earliest experiments were built of stone and buried on purpose. They survived precisely because they were buried. And now, after twelve thousand years, they are forcing us to reconsider everything we thought we knew about how the human story begins.

The Living Presence of the Neolithic

The sites described here are not abstract data points. They are physical places, with weather, with dust, with the smell of dry grass and hot stone. You can visit them. You can stand where the builders stood, see the same limestone, feel the same sun. And when you do, something shifts. The Neolithic stops being a chapter in a textbook and becomes a lived reality, a time of real people making real decisions with real consequences.

Göbekli Tepe today is partially excavated, partially protected under modern shelters, and partially still buried. The main enclosures sit in pits dug into the ancient hill, their pillars rising from the clay and rubble that filled them centuries after their builders walked away. You stand on a wooden walkway above the excavation, looking down at stones that have not been exposed to open air since they were buried nine millennia ago. The carvings are faint but readable: a fox leaping, a scorpion crawling, a vulture spreading its wings.

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Credit Radosław Botev, CC BY-SA 3.0 PL, Wikimedia Commons

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There is a particular quality to that experience. It is not like visiting a reconstruction or a museum. The site is raw, partial, still in the process of being uncovered. Some pillars lie where they fell, their carvings worn by the weight of time. Others stand upright, still embedded in the walls that held them. The sense of incompleteness is part of the power. You are seeing a place that is still giving up its secrets, still being argued over, still challenging those who study it.

Reading about these sites is one thing. Being there is another. The distances involved — the walk from the quarry to the enclosure, the sight-lines from the hill across the plain — become tangible. You understand, in a way that a diagram cannot convey, what it meant to move a ten-ton stone across that specific terrain, under that specific sky. You understand the scale of the commitment, the stubbornness, the sheer physical effort.

The Neolithic world is not entirely gone, even now. Some of the wild wheat and barley that the early farmers eventually domesticated still grow in the hills. The patterns of seasonal movement that shaped the builders’ lives persist in the rhythms of pastoralists who still graze their flocks in the same regions. The vultures that may have attended the dead still circle over the plateau. The landscape carries continuity in ways that cities do not.

This book is an invitation to see that continuity, and to see the Anatolian Neolithic as a living presence rather than a dead past. The stones are not just artifacts. They are messages, left by people who wanted to say something about their place in the world, about the animals they shared it with, about the dead and the living and the powers they sensed beyond both. The messages are partial, eroded, sometimes indecipherable. But they are there.

And the deeper message — the one that emerges when you piece together Göbekli Tepe, Çatalhöyük, Aşıklı, Boncuklu, and the rest — is that the people who built these places were not lesser versions of us. They were not waiting to become civilized. They were already fully themselves, fully human, fully capable of creating meaning on a monumental scale. The birth of civilization was not the moment they became us. It was the moment we began to forget who they were.

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Herculaneum: The Final Hours

No one knows her name.

The hollow cavities that once held her eyes in her last, terrifying, desperate moment of life nearly 2,000 years ago stared back at me in silence. Surrounded by the articulated skeletal remains of family and friends, her bones told a story of a catastrophe that still echoes across time to this day. I was peering into a cave-like construction that once housed fishing equipment — one among 12 of them — neatly arranged, built in a straight-line row along the back perimeter of what is today a flat but stoney surface. It defined the dimensions of what was once an ancient city’s inviting seaside beach…..

 

The Town That Waited for the Sky to Fall

There is a particular hour in Naples, somewhere between four and five in the morning, when the city goes so quiet you can hear the water moving in the bay. I know that hour better than I should. I was awake for it again last night, sitting at a rented kitchen table with notebooks fanned out around me and a rucksack half-packed by the door. Tomorrow the fieldwork begins. Tonight, sleep refuses to come.

I have spent much of my working life traveling to places that are no longer alive. That is not a morbid confession. It is simply what I do. I fly somewhere, rent a room, walk through trenches and depots and fenced-off ruins, and try to write down what I find before the light changes. I have done this in Turkey, in Greece, in Egypt, in a dozen hilltop sites where the wind never stops. The work suits me. It offers the one thing journalism rarely provides: a subject that will never contradict what you wrote.

Over the years I stopped tracking my life by city or by story and started tracking it by ash. I could tell you what I was doing when I first stood in the shadow of a buried wall in Anatolia, or which year I watched a colleague brush dust off a mosaic floor in a trench outside Rome. These are the marks I use now. Layers of ash, one on top of another. Each one holds a season, a decision, a person I was at the time.

People sometimes ask—why ancient sites? They assume it is about escape, or romance, or some private nostalgia for a world that once existed. The truth is closer to the opposite. An ancient site is a place where every comfortable story falls apart. The people who lived there were not waiting to become history. They were making dinner, arguing about money, hiring a contractor, buying a new pair of sandals. Then everything stopped. What is left behind is the most honest record we have of what it meant to be alive when everything stopped.

That is the part of the job I keep returning to. Not the temples or the frescoes, which are beautiful and endlessly photographed, but the interruptions. A pot left on a stove. A door bolted from the inside. Coins dropped on a floor by someone who never again had the chance to bend down to pick them up. These are the details that make the past feel present tense, and they are the reason I keep going to places many people may not think to visit.

When I tell people about my work, I notice they often want the romance. They want to hear about the sunsets over the Forum and the morning coffee in a piazza that has not changed in four hundred years. I understand that. I have felt it too. But the sites that stay with me are never the postcard ones. They are the ones where something went wrong, and where the evidence of that wrongness is still sitting there, patiently, waiting for someone to look.

That is how I came to Herculaneum. Not through a grand plan, not through a research grant, not because a publisher sent me. I came because of a photograph I could not put down, and because a question had begun forming in my mind that no other site could answer. What does a town look like when it is caught in the middle of an ordinary day and never allowed to finish it? I did not know then that I would spend years trying to answer that question. I only knew that I could not stop looking.

The Boat Houses I Could Not Forget

The first time I saw them, I was not prepared. I want to say that plainly, because the experience is the reason this book exists. I had read the excavation reports. I had seen the published photographs. I had even written about the site in a short piece years before, and I thought I understood what was there. I did not understand anything.

Herculaneum sits below the modern town of Ercolano, on the Bay of Naples, about halfway between Naples and the shadow of the mountain that killed it. There is a long ramp that descends from the ticket office into a trench cut through volcanic rock. You walk down, the noise of the city above fades, and eventually you are standing at the edge of what was once a shoreline which now has not seen the sea since the first century.

The boat houses line the edge of that waterfront. They are vaulted chambers, originally built to shelter ships and fishing gear, and they still do the job they were built for: they hold things. What they hold now is people. Dozens of them, crowded into a handful of small stone rooms, pressed together so tightly that the excavators had to work carefully to figure out whose arm belonged to whom.

I remember the posture of one of them more clearly than I can describe. A young woman, turned toward the wall, her hand raised near her face. The forensic work later suggested she may have been shielding herself from the heat, or simply covering her eyes. What struck me was not the science. It was the gesture. It was so recognizably human, so completely ordinary, that for a moment I forgot she had been dead for nearly two thousand years and I was standing in front of her, healthy, well fed, holding a notebook.

I did not write anything down that afternoon. I took a few photographs, walked back up the ramp, and sat in a cafe near the station for two hours without ordering anything. That image followed me home. It followed me to the airport. It followed me to my desk at home, where I sat down to work on other stories and found myself opening the same mental folder on Herculaneum again and again.

What I could not shake was not the horror of it. I have seen horror in other places, and I can usually file it away. What I could not shake was the intimacy. Those skeletons were not arranged for display. They were not posed. They were exactly where the people had placed themselves when they understood there was nowhere left to go. I was looking at a decision. Not a symbol of one. A decision.

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Above, Herculaneum, showing boathouses lining what was once an ancient shore.

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The unforgettable scene within one of the boathouses.

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I began reading everything I could find. Excavation bulletins, volcanology papers, forensic anthropology monographs, the letters of eighteenth-century diggers written in Italian and almost illegible handwriting. I ordered books I could barely afford from university presses. I learned terms I had no business knowing, and I noticed that the more I learned, the more the empty spaces in the story bothered me. There was so much that we did not know, and so much that we had once known and lost. Something in me wanted to fill in the gaps.

Eventually I understood that I was not going to put this down. This experience had become a project. The project had become a question. The question was simple and enormous: what happened here, hour by hour, to the people who lived in this town? I had read many accounts of Pompeii, and I will say more about that in a moment, but Herculaneum had never been given the same treatment. It had the better-preserved remains, the stranger fate, and the smaller audience. That imbalance is the reason this book exists.

The Problem This Book Confronts

There are two famous towns on the Bay of Naples, and almost everyone is familiar with only one. Pompeii appears in textbooks, in films, in children’s books, in the brochures that fan out across hotel lobbies. Herculaneum appears in parentheses. It is the smaller name, the lesser sibling, the town that gets mentioned when the conversation is running long.

This is not because Herculaneum is uninteresting. It is because Pompeii has a better story for retelling. Pompeii was buried in falling ash, which is dramatic and easy to picture. People fled through the streets, and some of them died in those streets, and their bodies left hollows in the ash that excavators were later able to fill with plaster. Those plaster casts are among the most recognizable images in the world. They travel well. They reproduce beautifully on a coffee-table book cover.

Herculaneum had a different ending. It was not buried by falling ash. It was buried by something much more violent, much hotter, and much faster, and the result is a town that was simultaneously destroyed and preserved in ways Pompeii was not. If I explain the science here, I will be stealing from a later part of the book. What matters for now is this: the two towns experienced two different catastrophes, and the town that experienced the more unusual one is the town that gets the shorter chapter in most histories.

I want to correct that. Not because Pompeii is overrated, and not because Herculaneum deserves a kind of archaeological revenge. Pompeii is extraordinary, and I have spent long hours there too. What bothers me is the way one story crowds out the other. When we reduce this eruption to a single image, we lose the fact that it happened differently in different places, at different times, to different people. We lose the human texture. We lose the girl in the boat house with her hand near her face.

There is also a practical problem. Much of what was once possible to recover from Herculaneum was destroyed centuries ago by people who meant well and did terrible damage. The earliest excavators came for statues and marbles and anything they could sell or display in a royal collection. They tunneled through walls, cut through floors, and dumped what they considered rubble into the sea. Whole rooms vanished before anyone thought to photograph or draw them. There are things we will never know because someone with a lamp and a chisel got there first.

That loss shapes everything I write in this book. I am not working with a complete archive. I am working with fragments, some of them magnificent, some of them barely legible. Every claim I make about the last day rests on evidence that survived a series of accidents. When I describe what a room looked like, or what a person was doing in it, I am describing the best reconstruction that the surviving evidence will support, and I am trying to be honest about where the gaps are.

What I am not going to do is pretend the gaps do not matter, or fill them in with imagination and call it history. There is a genre of writing about the ancient world that does exactly that, and it produces beautiful books that mislead their readers. I have no interest in that. My job is to take the fragments seriously, to follow them as far as they go, and to stop where they stop. The people of Herculaneum deserve that much. They cannot correct me, but I can at least decline to invent them.

The problem this book confronts, then, is twofold. The first problem is that Herculaneum’s story is under-told. The second problem is that the version we do tell is often incomplete, or wrong, or softened in ways the evidence does not support. I am trying to write a book that is honest about both. That means telling a story most readers have not heard in full, and telling it with the seams showing.

My Method

I am a journalist, not an archaeologist. That distinction matters, because it shapes what I can see and what I cannot. I do not have the training to read a stratigraphic section on my own, and I do not pretend otherwise. What I do have is the habit of asking people what they do and then listening carefully to the answer. I have spent years interviewing archaeologists, volcanologists, forensic anthropologists, conservators, and guards. This book is the product of that habit, applied over a long period to a single town.

My method has four sources. The first is the excavation record itself: the reports, the drawings, the photographs, the daybooks kept by the people who dug. These are not neutral documents. They reflect the assumptions of whoever was holding the trowel and the budget of whoever was paying for it. But read carefully, and read alongside each other, they form the closest thing we have to a continuous account of what was found and where.

The second source is volcanology. In the last several decades, a great deal of work has been done on the deposits around Vesuvius, and that work has given us a timeline of the eruption that earlier scholars could only guess at. Ash layers act as timestamps. Different deposits correspond to different phases of the event, and the order of those deposits tells us what happened when. This is the part of the book where I lean most heavily on other people’s expertise, and I try to represent their conclusions accurately, including the places where they disagree.

The third source is forensic anthropology. The skeletons at Herculaneum have been studied in ways that would have been impossible a century ago. We can now say a great deal about the age, health, and living conditions of the people who died, and in some cases about the final moments of their lives. This research is unglamorous and painful and slow, and it has changed the way we understand the last day more than any single excavation. I owe a debt to the specialists who do this work and who agreed to explain it to me.

The fourth source is the town itself, in the expanded sense. Not just the buildings, but the objects, the graffiti, the tools, the food residue, the repairs made to a floor after a leak, the extra lock on a door that suggests somebody had been worried about theft. This is the material that lets us date the moment of destruction precisely and that shows us what real people were doing when the eruption caught them. It is also the material that most rewards patience. A single object, looked at closely, can carry more information than a paragraph of speculation.

My job is to bring these four sources into the same room and see what they say to each other. Most of the time they agree, and the picture sharpens. Sometimes they conflict, and I say so. Occasionally they leave a hole in the story that no amount of careful reading can fill, and I say that too. The result is not a seamless narrative. It is a reconstruction with visible joints, and I would rather show you the joints than pretend they are not there.

There is one more thing I should mention, because it affects how this book reads. I have walked the site many times, at different hours and in different seasons. I have stood in the same rooms the people died in, and I have tried, without much success, to feel what they felt. I do not trust that feeling. It is too easy to project, too easy to confuse my own discomfort with their experience. But I have not stopped walking. The physical experience of a place is not evidence, but it is a way of noticing evidence. It keeps me attention to details a photograph flattens. I use it as a tool, and I do not confuse it with a source.

The Promise

This book tells the story of Herculaneum’s final twenty-four hours in the order the town experienced them. That is a simple promise and a demanding one. It means starting the clock before most accounts do, in the ordinary hours when nothing seemed wrong, and stopping it only after the last residents had been sealed inside the place they had lived. It means resisting the temptation to open with the dramatic images, even though I could. It means earning the eruption before I describe it.

The order matters because the people of Herculaneum did not know they were living on the last day of their lives. They awakened that morning the way they always did, with errands to run and customers to serve. Any account that begins in the middle of the catastrophe is an account that has already cheated. It has given the reader knowledge the residents did not have, and in doing so it has made them into victims before it has made them into people. I want to do it the other way around.

There will be a mountain in this story, and ash, and heat, and waves of destruction that I will describe in their proper place. There will also be bread, and baths, and a town that was, by every account we have, pleasant to live in. That last detail is the one I keep circling back to, because it is the one that makes the story hard to hold in my head. The place was good. People liked it there. They had no reason to expect the sky to fall.

I have been asked more than once why I would spend years on this when there are living disasters to write about. The answer is not that the ancient dead are more important. The answer is that distance can make us honest. When the event is recent, we argue about blame and prevention and politics. When the event is two thousand years old, we can finally see the simplest fact about it, which is that ordinary people did everything right and still did not survive. There is something in that fact that I have not been able to put down, and I do not think I am alone.

What I am offering here is not a complete history of Herculaneum. Others are better qualified to write that book, and some have. What I am offering is a single day, examined as closely as the evidence allows, with the sources named and the uncertainties acknowledged. If I have done my job, you will close this book knowing more about the Roman world than you did when you opened it, and also knowing more about what it feels like to be a person in a place that is about to end.

I do not know how the girl in the boat house felt. I never will. She left no journal, no letter, no last words carved into a wall. What she left was her position, her hand near her face, and the fact that she was there. That is not much. But it is not nothing. It is a fragment of a person, and the whole work of this book is to take that fragment seriously, alongside thousands of others like it, until they add up to something we can almost see.

So the promise is this. I will start at the beginning of the day. I will move at the speed of the town. I will not invent what I cannot support, and I will not look away when the evidence becomes difficult. Where the record ends, I will say so. Where the record surprises me, I will say that too. And when the last page comes, I hope you will understand why a working journalist with a rented apartment in Naples and a folder full of photocopies could not stop thinking about the boat houses, and why he decided, after all this time, to try to bring them back into the light.

Chapter 1: A Town in the Shadow of a Mountain

Wealth, Leisure, and the Sea

Dr. Lucia Ferrante keeps a plastic tray of broken glass in her lap, like a dinner guest who has overstayed her welcome. The depot where she works outside Ercolano is not the glamorous museum floor most people imagine when they hear the word archaeology. It is a converted warehouse with fluorescent lights, metal shelving, and the faint smell of damp cardboard. She is cataloguing fragments of Roman windowpanes, thin discs of glass that once made a seaside villa sparkle above the Bay of Naples. Each shard is smaller than her thumb.

“Everyone wants the skeletons,” she says, not looking up. “They come off the tour bus and ask where the bones are. They want the horror. What they miss is that this town was rich enough to put glass in its windows. That fact alone tells you more about who lived here than any pile of skulls.”

She is right, and it took me a long time to understand how right. Herculaneum was not Pompeii’s poor cousin or its industrial neighbor. It was a resort town, a place where wealthy Romans kept second homes and where the air was believed to be good for the lungs. The town sat on a gentle slope above the water, catching the breeze off the bay. Its streets were narrower and quieter than Pompeii’s, and its houses featured better views with elaborate gardens.

What made Herculaneum pleasant is precisely what made it doomed. Wealth concentrates. It builds fine houses. It draws people who can afford to live well and who have no reason to keep a pack animal saddled by the door. When the crisis came, the residents of Herculaneum had invested everything in the beauty of the place. Villas with mosaic floors. Baths with heated walls. Wine cellars stocked with vintages from across the empire. Shops selling perfumes and garum and imported oil. The very refinements that made the town worth living in also made it heavy and slow to leave.

I asked Lucia whether she thinks the town’s prosperity made its people less able to read the warning signs. She set down her tray and considered the question for a long moment. “That assumes they knew what to read,” she said. “We look back with two thousand years of hindsight and call them blind. They called themselves lucky. There is a difference.”

The difference matters. Herculaneum’s residents were not fools. They were people who had chosen to live in one of the most beautiful places in the Roman world, and who had every reason to believe that beauty was permanent. Their houses looked out on the sea. Their neighbors were senators and merchants and retired military men. Their children played in gardens with fountains. When they heard a rumble in the earth, they did what most of us do when we hear a rumble in the earth. They waited for it to stop.

Lucia showed me a small storage room where she keeps what she calls the town’s “domestic voice.” Lamps. Cooking pots. A child’s wooden toy shaped like a bird. A set of bronze tweezers. A loaf of bread that had been carbonized in the heat and preserved, absurdly, in the shape of a loaf. These are the objects that make her indignant when visitors ask about the skeletons. They are the evidence that Herculaneum was not a graveyard. It was a neighborhood.

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Household objects of Herculaneum preserved by the eruption, as exhibited in the Archaerium, Herculaneum’s onsite museum.

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I left the depot that afternoon thinking about the glass. Window glass in the ancient world was a luxury, and most Roman towns went without it entirely. But Herculaneum had it in abundance, in wide panes that let in the morning sun and the sea air. That glass means the town was comfortable. It means the residents could see out and the light could come in. It means they were thinking about the quality of their days. They had no reason to think the sky was about to fall, and every reason to believe tomorrow would be as luminous as today.

When a society grows comfortable, it stops rehearsing the worst. There are no emergency drills in paradise. There is no plan for the morning the mountain wakes up. There is only the view, and the glass, and the belief that both will last forever.

The Mountain Nobody Feared

To understand what the residents of Herculaneum saw when they looked up, you have to forget what you know about Vesuvius. You have to unlearn the postcard image of a smoking cone towering over a doomed city. The mountain that rises above the Bay of Naples today looks like a threat. It looks like the reason Rome fell. It looks like the shape of disaster. But two thousand years ago, before the eruption, the landscape told a different story.

The geographer Strabo visited the region and wrote that Vesuvius was covered in fields. Not lava fields. Farm fields. He described it as a mountain with good soil and fruitful slopes, and he noted that the summit was flat and barren, as if the mountain had burned long ago and settled into sleep. Most Romans read Vesuvius the way we read a dormant bank account. The balance had been sitting there for a long time. Nobody expected it to move.

The fertile soil should have been a clue. Volcanic ash enriches the earth, and the wine and grain that grew on the slopes of Vesuvius were praised across the empire. Farmers planted those slopes because they were productive, and they were productive because the mountain had erupted before. But human beings are good at forgetting. We see the harvest and not the harvest’s cost. We see the vines and not the volcano underneath.

There were earthquakes. There are always earthquakes before a major eruption, and the region around Vesuvius had been shaking for years. In 62 CE, a powerful quake damaged Pompeii, Herculaneum, and several other towns on the bay. Temples cracked. Homes collapsed. The Emperor Nero sent funds to help with repairs, and builders were still at work during the eruption. But no one linked the earthquakes to a coming eruption, because no one had learned to read the sequence. This was not a people who were warned and ignored it. This was a people who had never lived through an eruption and had no reason to think of the mountain as something that could act.

There is a pattern here that should feel familiar. Coastal cities rebuild after hurricanes. Towns on the San Andreas fault pour new foundations. We build and rebuild because we have to, because the alternative is to abandon the place we love, and because the deep past feels less real than the present opportunity. A tremor here and there is part of the deal. The mountain is always sleeping. Until it isn’t.

Lucia showed me a section of a wall in one of the excavated houses, and she pointed out a crack that runs through the plaster. The crack was repaired with new plaster before the eruption. “That is the town’s answer to the earthquake,” she said. “They patched the wall. They went back to dinner. This is not stupidity. This is the way every human settlement handles danger. You measure the level of threat you can tolerate, and you live your life.”

I have thought about that crack many times since. It is a small thing, a diagonal line in a wall in a town that no longer exists. But it is also the whole story in miniature. The people of Herculaneum felt the ground move under their feet, and they chose to live with it. They repaired what was broken and continued their lives. The mountain watched them from the north, covered in vines, and waited.

Signs Before the Catastrophe

We like to think we would have noticed. We like to think that if we had been there, we would have packed our bags and left the moment the ground started shaking in the months before the eruption. But the evidence from Herculaneum suggests something harder to accept. The signs were not obvious, and even if they had been, the people who lived there were in the middle of their lives. They had children in school, businesses to run, debts to pay, ships arriving with cargo, and no language for what was coming.

Seismology did not exist. There was no science of volcanoes. The word “volcano” itself would not enter wide use for another thousand years. The Romans had stories about fire mountains, but those stories were old and strange, and they described events in far-off places. Etna in Sicily erupted regularly, so the Romans knew that mountains could spew fire. But Etna’s eruptions were understood as part of the natural rhythm of that particular place, not as a template for every hill in Italy.

Vesuvius had not erupted in living memory. The people of Herculaneum had no grandparents who could tell them what to expect. They had no folk memory of a plume of ash rising from the summit. What they had was a fertile mountain, a defensive plateau, and a series of tremors that grew more common in the years before the eruption. They also had the confidence that comes from routine. When you live on a slope for decades, the slope is part of you. You know where the drainage runs. You know which wall faces the morning sun. You know the town so thoroughly that the idea of it ending is invisible.

I asked a local historian in Ercolano what the residents would have seen in the weeks leading up to the eruption. He described small springs that sometimes ran dry. Groundwater that shifted. Cracks that appeared in floors. A faint smell that might have been sulfur, or might have been something else. None of it added up to a warning, because none of it had ever added up to a warning before. The town was not given a timetable. It was given the quiet accumulation of strange details that people explain away.

The Roman writer Seneca described earthquakes as events that occur without warning and that strike even the most careful people. His point was not that earthquakes are unfair. His point was that they are unspeakably normal. They are part of a world that is always shifting. For the residents of Herculaneum, the tremors were a fact of life, not a prophecy.

I do not think this makes them foolish. I think it makes them human. Every day, we each make choices about which risks to notice and which to file away. We drive cars. We eat foods that might not be good for us. We live in places that have their own histories of disaster. The people of Herculaneum did not ignore a clear warning. They lived in a world where the warning system was not yet invented, in a town where nothing like this had ever happened, in a life that was going well. There is no version of that experience that makes the catastrophe obvious in advance.

Lucia told me that the site’s excavation reports contain hundreds of small repairs, patched walls, rebuilt floors, reset stones. The town was a living organism, always healing itself. Each repair was a small act of faith in the future. Each one said the same thing. We are still here. We plan to stay. The mountain did not argue. It simply waited.

The Shape of a Normal Day

On the morning of the eruption, the town of Herculaneum was doing what towns do. Bakers were firing ovens. Shopkeepers were opening shutters. Fountains were running. The bath complexes were being stoked for the day’s first visitors. Down at the waterfront, fishermen were checking nets and hauling boats onto the shore. Children were probably late for lessons. Someone was negotiating the price of fish. Someone else had a hangover and was drinking water from a clay cup.

We know these details not because anyone wrote them down, but because the town preserved them. Herculaneum’s ash deposit sealed the site so completely that food remained on tables, coins remained in cash boxes, tools remained on workbenches, and the contents of shops were left exactly where the owners had put them. It is the closest thing we have to a photograph of an ordinary Roman day.

There were baths in the town. The Central Baths and the Suburban Baths were both operational. The Suburban Baths, near the waterfront, had a mosaic floor and a sophisticated heating system that pushed warm air under the floor and through the walls. On a normal morning, a man might arrive at the baths with two slaves, undress in the changing room, and move through the sequence of hot, warm, and cold rooms. This was not a luxury for the very rich. It was a daily routine for anyone with a small amount of money. The baths were where business was done, where gossip spread, where the life of the town circulated.

There were bakeries, too. One of them, known today as the Bakery of the Kantharos, had mills for grinding grain and a wood-fired oven that could turn out dozens of loaves at a time. The millstones were turned by donkeys or by slaves, and the flour dusted everything in sight. The carbonized loaves found at Herculaneum still bear the marks of the baker’s stamp. That stamp was a brand, a promise, a piece of marketing in a town that cared about quality.

The streets of Herculaneum were compact and orderly. Unlike Pompeii, which sprawled across a large area, Herculaneum occupied a smallerr, dense footprint. That density is one reason the site is so well preserved. It is also one reason why escape was difficult. When the surges came, there was nowhere to run that was not still inside the town.

On the morning of the eruption, the dockworkers would have been busy even before the first ash fell. Herculaneum had a working waterfront. Cargo arrived and departed. Fishing boats went out at dawn. Nets were mended in the open air. There was a boathouse at the water’s edge, a vaulted structure with arches facing the sea, where vessels were stored during storms. It was here, in these boathouses, that so many of the town’s residents would later be found.

The day was ordinary. That is the hardest part of this chapter to write honestly. There were no premonitions in the air. There were no portents that only the wise could read. There was bread rising in ovens and fish on ice, if any Roman kitchen had ice. There were dinners being planned and deals being negotiated. The morning was not ominous. It was simply Tuesday. Or Wednesday. The date, oddly, is still debated, but the ordinariness is not.

Lucia keeps a photograph of the carbonized loaf in her office, taped to the wall above her desk. She says she looks at it when she needs to remember what the site is really about. “That loaf was going to be somebody’s lunch,” she says. “Not a sacrifice. Not an offering. A lunch. The town was not waiting for anything. It was just having a day.”

How We Know What We Know

The Herculaneum we can walk through today is not the same town the eruption buried. It is a partial reconstruction. Some of the town is still under the modern city of Ercolano, inaccessible and unknown. Some of it has been destroyed by centuries of digging. The part that remains is the part that happened to be preserved in the right way, and the story of how that part was found is almost as strange as the eruption itself.

The first excavators did not know what they were looking for. In 1709, a peasant digging a well struck a marble slab that turned out to be part of the ancient theater. Word reached the Austrian general who governed the region, and he bought the land and began tunneling. For decades, the work was done by teams of convicts and enslaved laborers, lowered into shafts and moving through underground passages by torchlight. They hauled out statues, marbles, bronzes, anything valuable. The early excavators were not archaeologists in any modern sense. They were treasure hunters with imperial permits.

The Bourbon kings expanded the tunnels in the 1730s and 1740s, and the excavation became a state project. What they found was spectacular. The Villa of the Papyri alone yielded more than a thousand carbonized scrolls and a collection of bronze and marble statues that would become the founding treasures of the Naples museum. But the method was brutal. Tunnels were dug without documentation. Finds were removed without context. Walls were cut through and floors were undermined. From the perspective of a modern archaeologist like Lucia, the Bourbon tunnels represent a tragedy almost as complete as the eruption.

The situation began to change in the nineteenth and twentieth centuries. Excavations were conducted more carefully, with documentation and stratigraphic analysis. In the 1920s, the Italian archaeologist Amedeo Maiuri began the systematic excavation of the site, and much of what we know today comes from his work. Then, in the 1960s and 1970s, modern stratigraphic methods were applied. Archaeologists began to read the ash layers as evidence, not just as overburden. They began to see the site as a complex record of a single moment, not as a treasure vault.

The most important shift came with the discovery of the boat houses in the 1980s. Excavators digging near the ancient waterfront found a row of vaulted chambers filled with skeletons. This was not a few scattered individuals. This was a crowd. Whole families, men, women, children, and even a dog. It was the kind of discovery that transforms a site, because it forces everyone to confront what the town really was. It was not a gallery of art. It was a community that died.

Today, the site is managed by the Parco Archeologico di Ercolano, and the excavation continues under controlled conditions. Modern archaeologists have tools their predecessors could not imagine. Ground-penetrating radar. 3D scanning. Chemical analysis of residues. Isotope studies of bone. But the most important tool is context. Every find is mapped, photographed, and recorded in relation to its surroundings. The goal is not to extract objects but to understand lives.

Lucia walked me through a section of the site near the Suburban Baths, and she pointed out something that most visitors miss. Where the old tunnels had cut through the ancient floors, there were gaps in the fabric of the town. You could see where the diggers had removed a mosaic or opened a wall in search of marble. Those gaps are permanent. The town will never be whole again. “We are not restoring Herculaneum,” Lucia said. “We are reading what is left and trying not to lose any more of it.”

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Pericles, the Parthenon and the Golden Age of Athens

An educator and author, Richard brings a range of passions to his work—from archaeology and history to ethics, Indigenous cultures, cinema, and the public humanities. After earning his doctorate from New York University, he taught at LMU Munich as a Fulbright fellow and went on to receive seven NEH study grants, most recently a fellowship in Asian Studies at the College of the Cross. His forthcoming book, Speaking of the Dead: Mummies & Mysteries of Ancient Egypt (Blydyn Square Books in Spring 2027), combines gripping discovery tales with essays and interviews. Richard has certifications in yoga, meditation, and life coaching. He is an advocate for animals, nature, and Indigenous communities. He also creates nature and travel videos with his wife, Renah, and child, Inanna, capturing their hiking and exploration of ancient places. 

In his just-released biography Pericles: Statesman, Demagogue, Eccentric, Cambridge scholar Dr. Paul Cartledge bypasses hero worship to present a brilliant, grounded and nuanced portrait of Athens’ iconic leader. The narrative zeroes in on core themes: a democratic system sustained by imperial wealth, Pericles’ persuasive rhetorical skills, and his famous relationship with Aspasia. Dr. Cartledge illustrates how the polarizing First Citizen evolved into a universal symbol of freedom — highlighting that democracy was as vulnerable during the Golden Age as it is now.

 

 

Q. Pericles used public funds and tribute from the Delian League to build the

Parthenon and employ thousands of artisans. Can you give us a brief tour and history

of the Parthenon? Is he wholly responsible for this and other building projects, or is it

better to say that he was the first citizen who simply wielded the most influence?

 

A. Let me rephrase your question slightly: it was not Pericles who all by himself

ever did anything politically. Rather, even if and when he was associated with or

was actively and personally promoting a project, the matter had first to pass

through the annually selected (by lot) democratic Council of 500 for

approval/rejection by the Athenian Assembly (of 6000 or so citizens attending

monthly – or more frequently in case of emergency). It is therefore preferable to

say that in this as in other key public matters Pericles as ‘first man’ (the phrase of

contemporary historian and admirer Thucydides) always wielded considerable, and

sometimes the greatest, influence. The Athens of the 440s BCE onward was a

demo-kratia (People Power) not a heno-kratia (power of one).

Yes, public funds and imperial Delian League tribute (more below) were indeed

applied – after public democratic approval and monitored by the relevant boards

answerable to the Council – to the construction of the Parthenon and other

elements of the massive public building programme that the Athenian People

undertook from the early 440s. But besides the sheer cash and the several

thousand artisans (and manual labourers, usually enslaved non-Greek males) that

building the Parthenon required, we must also factor in a team of structural

engineers and aesthetic specialists – two architects, and probably an overall

Design Consultant. The Parthenon (temple of Athena the Virgin, ‘Parthenon’ is a

modern name for the whole building) was the undoubted jewel in the crown of the

entire massive building programme. See more below for details.

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In front of the Acropolis, Athens. By Renah Marranca (June 2027)

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Q. What other building projects was Pericles responsible for?

 

A. Again, we must take ‘responsible’ in the sense outlined above. Apart from the

cult statue of the Parthenos Athena fashioned by Pericles’ friend master-sculptor

Pheidias, Pericles is specifically associated with just two major constructions. One

is the second of the ‘Long Walls’ built to link the central city of Athens with its

dockyard and commercial port town of Peiraieus. Among the great havoc wrought

by the invading Persians in 480 and 479 BCE were destroyed the inner circuit walls

surrounding the city’s central political and religious space. A great song and dance

was made by Pericles’ mentor Themistocles of getting that circuit rebuilt as soon

as humanly possible after the Persians’ defeat. Themistocles too had been the first

to advocate for the construction of defenses and dockyards in Peiraieus. Pericles

therefore put the two together by advocating for the building of a second wall from

Athens to Peiraieus so as to turn the city of Athens in effect into an island – so long

as the Athenian navy ruled the sea, as it did in the 440s when the Middle Long Wall

to Peiraieus was built and from then until the last decade of the fifth century.

Finally, Pericles was specially associated with and clearly had a special affinity for

a brand new Singing Hall – Odeion in Greek (Odeum in Latin transliteration). Unlike

the Parthenon, however, almost nothing of it remains to this day. It’s estimated to

have had an orthogonal footprint of some 4,000 square metres, and to have

contained perhaps as many as 90 stone columns supporting a pyramidal roof

composed of ship timbers captured from the Persians after the 480 Battle of

Salamis. It lay adjacent to the Theatre of Dionysus, which explains one of its

purposes, namely to stage the taster demonstrations of the plays that were shortly

to be performed at the annual Great City Dionysia play festival. Another of its

functions was to be the venue for the competitive inter-tribal performance of a

special Dionysiac hymn called dithyramb involving annually 5,000 choristers! One

of Pericles’ special Athenian friends and advisers was musicologist Damon. Clearly

for Pericles music was not just an idle, spare-time private amusement or relaxation

but a deeply serious political business. Not incidentally, our word ‘music’ comes

from the ancient Greek mousikē, meaning all the arts performed under the auspices

of the Nine (divine) Muses.

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Ruins of Pericles’ Odeon. George E. Koronaios, CC BY-SA 2.0, Wikimedia Commons

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Q. Can you tell us about Pericles’ funding of and interest in theater? In his time,

attending the theater to watch tragedies and comedies was considered a binding civic

duty where citizens confronted major moral and political issues. Could modern society

use more of this type of civic responsibility?

 

A. Athens being a democracy combined public indirect taxation (sales taxes, court

fees and fines, harbour dues etc etc) with an enlightened system of private and

personal taxation imposed and enforced by the state as such on the super-rich

class (both citizen and non-citizen). The technical term was leitourgia (whence our

English word ‘liturgy’, though we give it a quite different meaning), literally ‘work’ or

‘a work for the People’ (leōs, also laos). There were two kinds of Athenian

democratic liturgies: military and festival/religious. A military liturgy meant funding

and in principle captaining a state-owned trireme warship for one year – seeing

that the equipment was kept shipshape and that the crews of 170 oarsmen plus

supernumeraries were paid as and when they were required to serve, usually for a

maximum of 6 months in a year. There were over one hundred annual festival

liturgies, paid to fund religious events, including animal-sacrifices, libations,

processions and the like. It was one of the latter kind of liturgy, called a choregia,

that brings Pericles first, almost literally, onto the Athenian stage.

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Theater of Dionysus, south slope of the Acropolis. Nicholas Hartmann, CC BY-SA 4.0, Wikimedia Commons

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From about 500 BCE the Athenian state held the Great or City Dionysia, an annual

festival of theatrical plays to honour a particular local version of the universal

Greek wine-god and shape-shifter Dionysus. Choice of the plays to be performed

competitively – at first three tragedies and an accompanying satyr-drama by three

rival poet-playwright-choreographer-composers, later also between three and five

comedies by specialist comic playwrights – rested with the annually selected (by

lot) official known simply as ‘the Archon’ (the ruler) who gave his name to the

official Athenian year. For 473/2, Archon Menon selected among others Aeschylus

(a no-brainer, he was then the greatest tragedian of all) and for his choregic

liturgist a 22/23-year-old Pericles… Why Pericles, we don’t actually know – though

my hunch is that a young and thrusting Pericles actually volunteered because he

wished to be associated with Aeschylus and, possibly, also because he knew that

among his four plays Aeschylus was including one called Persians about the Battle

of Salamis that had been won mainly by the Athenian navy under Themistocles. A

play that would likely be wholly congenial to Pericles’ own political outlook as a

democrat.

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Statue of Dionysus, 4th Century Athens. George E. Koronaios, CC BY-SA 4.0, Wikimedia Commons

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Like most plays, it took its title from the identity of the 12 or 15 chorus members,

all adult male Athenian citizens who in this case would be impersonating members

of the defeated Persian people – defeated and deeply mourning their side’s losses,

but also being heavily reminded why precisely the Athenians had won: because

they were democrats, whereas the benighted Persians laboured under the quasi-

tyrannical autocratic regime of an unelected, non-responsible hereditary monarch.

It’s quite possible of course that apart from its politics Pericles simply loved the

play as such – and the other two tragedies and the accompanying, light-relief satyr-

drama likewise. We simply don’t know. The Muse of Tragedy was Melpomene,

whose name comes from a Greek word signifying dance and song. The music –

composed by Aeschylus, played on a single aulos (a kind of oboe) and danced to by

the chorus – was an absolutely key part of any Athenian tragedy or satyr-drama,

and Pericles was we know especially keen on music (see above).

One feature of Persians was, however, almost unique. It was almost the only – and

certainly the last – tragedy of its time to be situated in real, indeed near-

contemporary historical time, as opposed to in the dim, distant past of divine and

heroic myth and legend. Consider, for instance, Aeschylus’ 458 BCE suite of

tragedies known collectively as the Oresteia (‘things to do with Orestes’, son – and

killer – of Great King Agamemnon of Mycenae and Argos), the sole extant instance

of a genuine, developmentally organised, thematically interrelated trilogy. That was

set not only in another time but also mostly in another, non-Athenian place. Yet the

issues at stake were as contemporary and as relevant to its original, mostly

Athenian citizen audience of 15,000 or so (staggeringly, almost all ancient Greek

plays were only ever staged just the once…) as they could possibly be: divine as

opposed to human justice, the moral culpability/justifiability of not just homicide

but patricide, and the proper public or private roles of women/wives as opposed to

those of their menfolk/husbands.

It’s been well said that one function, maybe even purpose, of Athenian tragic

theatre – not so much of comedy – was to set at risk, to make the audience deeply

question their normally taken-for-granted everyday moral, political, familial and

above all religious beliefs and norms. That would have been grist to the mill of an

intellectual such as Pericles, less comfortable perhaps let alone comforting to

ordinary everyday male citizens. (It’s thought that probably no female Athenian

citizens were permitted to attend the theatre, although they had roles to play,

including important ones, in other Dionysiac rituals both public and especially

private.)

It’s a separate question whether modern – western? – societies could use more of

an art form such as this, which by definition raises questions of civic responsibility.

I personally think they could, but there are a couple of necessary corollaries. How best

(most efficiently) or most appropriately to fund it? We in the UK have a ‘Royal

National Theatre’ which rightly receives funding from centrally/nationally collected

taxed income. There is also – the great majority – ‘commercial’ theatre privately

funded by ‘angels’ (our nearest equivalent to Athenian liturgists) and by paying

audience members. But what we have no equivalent of is the notion that the very

action of theatre-going is/should be a politically democratic/religiously collective

and communal act. It’s that difference which explains why the Athenians were

prepared to set aside a ‘hardship fund’ to enable the poorest citizens to attend the

play-festivals in the Theatre of Dionysus.

 

Q. The magnificent sculptures and temples built under Pericles were designed to

showcase Athenian superiority and imperial power. Was that the major reason, or was

it equally intended to beautify the city and elevate the citizens; souls? Did he and the

Athenians hold such a holistic view?

 

A. I’ll let ‘under’ Pericles pass! There were indeed many magnificent sculptures and

temples built on his watch, both on and beneath the Acropolis and indeed

elsewhere outside Athens within the territory of the Athenian state. Let me mention

just the Hephaesteion devoted to Olympian master-craftsman god Hephaestus.

That still stands in a remarkably good state of preservation overlooking Athens’

(Greek) Agora or City/Market Centre.

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Temple of Hephaestus. M(e)ister Eiskalt, CC BY-SA 3.0, Wikimedia Commons

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‘Imperial’ power raises the hot issue of the medium whereby democratic Athens

expressed its sense of superiority and power but also its protective authority

throughout the Aegean Greek world toward Crete in the south, and toward the

Hellespont (Dardanelles) and Black Sea in the north. We call it ‘the Athenian

empire’, though strictly ancient Greek doesn’t have an exclusive term for ‘empire’ (a

word we derive from Latin). Formally, the Delian League was an offensive and

defensive military alliance, ‘the Athenians and the (upwards of 200) allies’, formed

in the early 470s on the island of Delos both to exact reprisals from the Persians

and to liberate and keep permanently liberated Greek cities that down to 479 had

been subjects of the mighty Persian empire (stretching way east in Asia as far as

Afghanistan and Pakistan and into north Africa via Egypt).

Pericles – in the famous Funeral Speech that Thucydides wrote a version of –

claimed that we Athenians ‘love Beauty (or beautiful things) but without being soft,

unmanly about it’. What I think he meant was that for the Athenians aesthetic

indulgence didn’t lead to military weakness. Without question, beauty (kallos) was a

dominant criterion of ordinary Athenians’ worldview. Without question some of the

most beautiful artefacts known to man were crafted in the second half of the fifth

century BCE in Athens.

 

Q. The architects of the Parthenon used sophisticated optical illusions, like curving the

floor foundation and leaning columns inward, to make the building look perfect

to the human eye. Can you tell us about this idealized perfection, and how it

connects to the classical concept of the Golden Ratio?

 

A. I am no Hippocrates, Euclid, Archimedes or Hypatia – brilliant pioneering ancient

Greek mathematicians, all – indeed, I am no mathematikos whatsoever, so I defer

to someone (Gary Meisner) who persuades me that he is:

https://www.goldennumber.net/parthenon-golden-ratio-design/ . If he’s right, the

Parthenon instantiates not just one but a veritable blizzard of golden ratios: in its

entablature, its columns and intercolumniation, its overall façade, its floor plan, and

– not least – its interior chamber, the part of the building that actually was called

‘Parthenon’ because it housed the gold-and-ivory cult-statue of the Parthenos.

Leaving aside the exact(ing)ly mathematical, even I understand that the columns

were deliberately carved so as to swell towards their middle (entasis), since by an

optical illusion they would then look to the naked eye straight. Likewise the

positioning of the columns in relation to each other, actually just out of true but

such as to appear not to lean toward each other, and so on and so forth. The whole

of course would also originally have been enhanced – to Athenian Greek ways of

thinking and seeing – by the addition of encaustic paint in bright hues.

One final point: a mathēma in ancient Greek meant a lesson, literally something

taught – in any subject, in principle. For ancient Greeks so great was the

architectonic authority of mathematics that teaching that became THE lesson,

underlying or overarching all others. Plato’s Academy is said, perhaps apocryphally,

to have had a notice posted at its entrance that read: ‘the mathematically illiterate

are barred’!

 

Q. Is there a dark side to these achievements, such as using confiscated money from

the Delian League or relying on enslaved labor? How do modern historians balance a

deep appreciation for this artistic beauty with the ethical and human cost of its

creation?

 

A. After shining light comes … yes, darkness, indeed, almost inevitably so.

Probably very few if any women either free or enslaved were directly involved at

any stage in the Parthenon’s creation – in its initial conception as such, its

theoretical and practical configuration, let alone its physical construction. And yet

the chief religious official who was one of the very few people to enter the building

regularly as part of their day-to-day ‘job’ was a … woman, a priestess, drawn from

an ancient aristocratic family, to which this prized public-political role fell by right

of tradition and heredity – not in a democratic way at all.

I begin with her, because a longstanding – and sort-of justified – accusation

leveled against the supposedly egalitarian Athenian democracy was that actually it

was just a glorified men’s club. Why, even the most elite women of the free citizen

class – the wife of a Pericles, say – were but second-class citizens compared to

even the humblest, poorest, but still empowered male citizens. True, but, hang on,

how many societies in the world equally empowered their womenfolk politically

speaking before the … late 19th century CE/AD?

Turning to the other part of the modern or contemporary anti-Athenian accusation:

what about all those thousands, perhaps at the time of the Parthenon’s

construction over 100,000, of enslaved male and female persons, both under-age

and adult, mostly non-Athenian and indeed non-Greek, held in either public

collective or private individual servitude, many of whom worked – and died –

extracting the silver that financed the fleet and much else? No contest, no

argument. Whatever the arguable positive individual or collective outcomes directly

or indirectly consequential upon that enslavement, the very enslavement itself was

surely morally wrong or indeed inexcusable.

Yes, certainly, and even the slaveholding Greeks themselves had openly

acknowledged that lamentable fact from their very first works of ‘national’ written

literature. Both the Iliad and the Odyssey contain a line to the effect that, when a

person is enslaved (not born a slave but having been free is later enslaved), he or

she is automatically deprived of half their human worth or virtue. Yet enslavement

not only increased quantitatively, but also got qualitatively worse, from about 600

BCE, when Greeks including the Athenians invented its nastiest possible form,

chattel slavery. Human beings were now systematically deprived of their humanity

and depersonalized into becoming a mere chattel, a possession, a ‘good’ to be

traded in and profited from. Almost all the male enslaved persons who did one or

another job on the Parthenon, from the most brute physical labour to the subtlest of

artistic craftsmanship, was a chattel slave of someone or somebody, whether

public (the Athenian state) or (mostly) private.

The achievement of artistic beauty therefore in fifth-century Athens must indeed be

set against its ethical and human cost, a very difficult balance-sheet to draw up

altogether. I once wrote a paper arguing in essence that we (western civilization)

‘owe’ a very deep cultural debt to the slaves of ancient Greece, for without them –

no (or a very different sort of) Parthenon, no (or a very different sort of) democracy,

among much else that we or some of us treasure to this day.

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Bust of Pericles, Berlin. Sailko, CC BY 3.0, Wikimedia Commons

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Q. Pericles said that Athens was an education to all Greece because of its freedom,

theater, science, arts, etc. Is a thriving, diverse arts scene a necessary requirement for

a healthy democracy then and now?

 

A. Your remaining three questions all contain, crucially, a contemporary, pragmatic

dimension. I began when discussing above Pericles and specifically theatre to

address the issue of the significance or viability of that one art-form as both a

vector and a challenger of conventional, normative societal values. Before

broadening out to the ‘arts scene’ as a whole (concert halls, art galleries, museums,

street art), let me first pick up on that phrase you quote from a passage in the

famous Funeral Speech attributed to Pericles, Thucydides Book 2 chapter 41.

The word translated ‘education’ is here in the original paideusis, not the ‘usual’

Greek word paideia. That choice may be due merely to a desire for stylistic

variation, but I don’t think so. Paideia literally means a concern of/for paides,

children both male and female. As a matter of fact, absolutely none of the 1000 or

so Greek cities, including Athens, except for Sparta had a system of publicly

imposed and controlled education from childhood continuously through to

adulthood; and the Spartan system being unique acquired a unique name too. Such

formal education as there was in democratic Athens was private and had to be paid

for and could be afforded only by parents of the wealth of Pericles’. That included

teaching/training in literacy, numeracy and, not least, musical competence in both

playing and singing. Otherwise education in a Greek city and especially a

democratic one like Athens was more in the nature of what the Germans call

Bildung, formation, in the sense that attending a public festival or a musical or

dramatic performance or undergoing military training could be called ‘educational’.

And that’s, I think where Pericles’ (if it really was his) expression paideusis comes

in.

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Kleroterion (accepted tokens to randomly select citizens for office). Agora Museum, Athens. Sharon Mollerus, CC BY 2.0, Wikimedia Commons

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What I believe he had in mind was the inculcation by public social means of a

communal, collective spirit. It may come as a surprise, even a shock, for us to be

told that Greeks, even intellectual Greeks, thought the political constitution of a city

was its ‘life’ or ‘soul’. Perhaps Americans do think of their Constitution, especially

the original 1777 version, in that quasi-spiritual way. But probably only they. So,

what Pericles or ‘Pericles’ surely had in mind was the demokratia of his native city

– uniquely developed, one that had generated both the highest of high culture and

at the same time the greatest naval power then known to Greeks. It was that high

culture – as much as political rules and regulations – that he was advocating as a

model for ‘all Hellas’, for the entire Greek world that then embraced most of the

Mediterranean and Black Seas: a culture founded upon common language and

religious beliefs and practices and a largely fictional common kinship but including

also respect for the mass, the ordinary people, le menu peuple, as the French say.

 

Q. Many modern democratic institutions—such as the U.S. Supreme Court, the British

Museum, and major financial buildings—mimic the Classical architectural style of

Periclean Athens. Why do modern states continue to look back to ancient Athenian

design to represent law and government?

 

A. I don’t think it’s so much the case that modern/contemporary states as such look

back in the way that you suggest they do. Rather, when the modern revolutionary

states of America and then France came into being in the late 18th century, the

aesthetic design movement known as the Neoclassical was beginning to flood the

architectural design market as it were. A movement that continued into the 19th

century of course. And as well as for buildings representing law and government

the Neoclassical was preferred also for a ‘Museum’ (originally Mouseion, shrine of

the Muses) such as the British Museum you reference, founded in 1753. You also

mention major financial buildings. I offer you the original Bank of Ireland building

dated 1779, which can also be labelled ‘Palladian’ after the great Italian

neoclassicist Andrea Palladio.

However – and it’s quite a big ‘however’ – a distinction must be drawn between

Greek neoclassical and Roman neoclassical, and Palladio belonged firmly to the

latter not the former, drawing his inspiration not from the Parthenon of Callicrates

and Ictinus but from the ideal pattern books of the Roman Vitruvius’ 10-book work

‘On Architectura’ (a Latin word not directly borrowed from but inspired by the

Greek). That reminds us too that, although some of the neoclassical architectural

movement certainly was ancient Greek-inspired, in the 18th and early 19th centuries

the democracy of Pericles was widely held in grave disrepute in the highest

political quarters as being little better than organized mob-rule. Far better in more

conservative eyes were the organized (oligarchic) ‘freedom and liberty’ enshrined

in the Roman governing Senate – hence that American borrowing, along with

‘Capitol’ (not Acropolis). May I end by suggesting that a little more ancient Athens

and a little less ancient Rome might not come amiss, abroad as well as at home,

right now?

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Archaeological working field, Acropolis of Athens. macrolepis, CC BY 3.0, Wikimedia Commons

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Q. Can you tell us about recent excavations and archaeological work being done on

the Parthenon, Acropolis, and Agora? Which structures are in the best shape, and

which require the most preservation? What are your primary concerns regarding

modern threats like climate change, pollution, and tourist overload?

 

A. This is a big ask, but thankfully a little bit restricted in one way, namely that two

of those three items fall under the remit of the Greek (Hellenic) Archaeological

Service, a national institution that has flourished since soon after the foundation of

the modern Greek state in the 1830s. Parthenon: in 1970 it was declared a UNESCO

World Heritage site, under the strictest conditions of preservation, restoration and

curation.

The latest applied-scientific, often literally cutting-edge research and

experimental archaeology are conducted physically on and in the building on a

continuing, everyday (barring unsuitable weather conditions) basis. Acropolis: the

Parthenon is pretty much what everyone first sees and wants to see as they glance

up to or laboriously ascend to the High City, and what they want to see again from

the top floor of the new (since 2009) Acropolis Museum. But there’s a great deal

more to the Acropolis than just that. On the eastern plateau and the north slope

previously hidden pathways have recently been opened up to the general public, so

that it’s possible now for them to visit the absolutely vital natural spring called

Clepsydra (literally ‘Water-Concealer’) and several sacred caves. More

conventionally, the late Bronze Age – Mycenaean or ‘Cyclopean’ – masonry walling

on the west side has also been undergoing recent restoration.

Finally, the Agora (more precisely the Greek Agora, to distinguish it from the later

‘Roman’ Agora): unlike for the Acropolis, the excavation and conservation and

curation permits for work in this must-visit 12-hectare (30-acre) site below the

Acropolis belong to the privately owned American School of Classical Studies at

Athens. The Agora was both a sacred and a secular commercial space, the beating

heart of everyday Athenian social intercourse. The ASCSA has been working there

since the 1930s, greatly assisted by the facilities of their Rockefeller-funded Agora

Museum (part open to the public, beautifully displayed). Recent excavation work by

the School has included digging right down to pre-Classical, late Bronze Age layers.

where a new cemetery has been identified. More conventional targeted work has

recently re-addressed the site of the Stoa Poikile (Painted Stoa), which was first

unearthed, north of the Peiraieus to Kephisia electric railway in 1981, when I was

not long into my posts as a lecturer in the venerable Faculty of Classics at

Cambridge University and a Fellow of the even more venerable Clare College (this

year celebrating our 700th anniversary).

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Clare Hall (now Clare College), Cambridge University. Wikimedia Commons

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Cover Image, Top: Bust of Pericles. Jastrow (2006), Vatican Museums Collection, Public Domain, Wikimedia Commons

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Early Mycenaean burials were tableaus of the dead meant for the living

Golden treasures gleam around a king armed with gold and ivory swords. He is covered in jewels and crowned with a boar’s-tusk helmet. His queen is at his side, glittering in precious jewels. The adolescent princess who might have been their daughter is bedecked with a necklace of gold rosettes at the height of their bloom. As much as they sound like images painted onto a mural or actors posing for a tableau, these royals appear in an unexpected context. They have instead been laid—and laden with riches and ornaments—in their graves. 

Many burials in antiquity sent the dead to the afterlife with troves of priceless artifacts like these early Mycenaean elites. The difference is that while most graves were filled and tombs were shut, these bodies interred from between 1700 and 1400 BCE were arranged with their personal effects to create a postmortem work of art. They were meant to merge objects with the body in death, more than memento mori, but the last memories those close to them would have before they were lowered into the earth. Archaeologist Rachel Emma Philips is convinced these stunning visuals conveyed more than status. She reexamined the graves in the tomb known as Dendra tholos at Midea in southern Peloponesse, Greece, an entire century after archaeologist Axel Persson and his research team unearthed and possibly misunderstood them.

Persson thought that the artistic arrangements of the bodies with their jewelry, weapons, and other possessions were only meant for mourners to view as they were carried towards the tomb. The bodies would then be immediately taken down into their grave pits and buried. As for the valuables that would remain hidden for thousands of years, the thinking behind this was that confining those objects to the tomb would emphasize how the social standing of the deceased was so high, nobody else could have them in their possession. He also assumed them to be members of the royal family of Midea, though that has been questioned. Phillips argued that these scenes were purposely designed to be viewed for a slightly longer period of time, more like a wake that culminates in a funeral. They needed to leave a lasting impression.

“I…advocate for an artistic approach to burial, centered around the twin concepts of curation and aesthetics, to show that within the early Mycenaean mortuary sphere, the act of deposition created hybrid artworks that combined the corpse with other materials and so mediated the dead through these materials,” she said in a study recently published in Cambridge Archaeological Journal.

This is not to say there were no tears in grief. Seeing bodies turned into surreal visions somewhere between life and afterlife must have had an intense visual and sensory impact on mourners. Phillips’ interpretation is also not without controversy, especially since she acknowledges most archaeologists would probably hesitate to support a theory with the “aestheticization of a putrefied corpse” that strayed from such elaborate burials being staged to parade the wealthy elite. She alternatively sees this mortuary tradition as a use of materials such as gold and silver to embellish the dead in such a way that the materials and body become one, like vessels, ornaments, and swords forming a silhouette of the king’s body to leave behind a vague image of him long after his earthly remains have decomposed. 

Even Persson could not help but observe how densely covered in objects these bodies were, so much so that he could barely get a glimpse of the bones. Beyond that, Phillips wonders why certain materials were preferred. For what reason had metal vessels been chosen over ceramic vessels that were imported and considered more exotic and rare? It might have been that the visual effect held more significance than their value. They seem to show an interest in otherworldly shine, which extends to a wooden box on the body of the king, whose bronze ornaments were meant to reflect sunlight. Gold was the most preferred metal among these artifacts. Silver cups found with the female burials who are supposedly a queen and a princess have gold interiors, and one was found inlaid with gold. These were ancient special effects.

The boar’s tusk helmet on the male burial is especially significant. It is not carved from tusk, but reimagined in glass, a symbol of military prowess, meaning the presumed king may have been a warrior king or not a king at all, but a soldier fallen in battle. This helmet does more than reinforce the identity of a warrior. It literally reconstructs him with materials that will not decay, an immortal transformation. Anything that catches this much light was meant to be seen, a silent spectacle mourners would behold as his body was lowered into the grave. How the helmet is positioned is also important. Phillips thinks it purposely covered the parts of the face that would be most visible for mourners watching from above. Illuminated by torchlight, the helmet and his other weapons and ornaments could be seen through the shadows.

“[This interpretation] is an approach that locates creative action in the combination and deposition of specific objects with the dead,” she said, adding that “In its focus on the concentration of artistic action in the mortuary sphere…it has also revealed the intrinsic connection between art and emotion, and between death and creation, across time and space.”

Cover Image, Top Left: Dendra, Argolis, Greece: Tholos tomb of the mycenaean cementary.  Schuppi, CC BY-SA 3.0, Wikimedia Commons

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Sipontum, the Archaeological Site and Invisible Port City of Ancient Daunia

There is a road in northern Puglia that traverses through time without knowing it. The SS89 Garganica—the provincial highway that skirts the Adriatic coast between the city of Foggia and the promontory of the Gargano—cuts through the flat, wheat-gilded plain south of Manfredonia on a trajectory that has puzzled attentive travellers for generations. 

The road does not conform to the irregular logic of an Italian rural highway, whose characteristic waywardness reflects centuries of negotiation between topography, field boundaries, and village-to-village necessity. It is, instead, arrow-straight: seventeen hundred years of agricultural reorganization, road maintenance, and urban drift have failed to deflect it from a line first drawn in the second century BCE by the surveyors of a Roman colony.

That line is the decumanus maximus of ancient Sipontum—the great east-west axis around which one of the oldest Roman maritime colonies in the Italian peninsula was organized. And Sipontum itself, the city through which that road once ran, lies largely invisible beneath the soils that the Carapelle and Cervaro rivers have deposited over fifteen centuries of abandonment. 

Drive the SS89 between the blue glitter of the Adriatic and the fields of Puglia tableland (Tavoliere delle Puglie), and you are driving through a Roman city: its street grid beneath your wheels, its forum somewhere to the left, its port now a buried lagoon sealed under cereal fields. The modern visitor, unless forewarned, would have no idea.

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Sipontum occupies a singular and under-appreciated position within the archaeology of ancient Italy: unlike Pompeii, whose catastrophic burial has made it a global icon, Sipontum’s invisibility is a product of a different and in many ways more interesting process. 

Not sudden burial, but centuries of progressive coastal transformation, lagoonal silting, medieval continuity, and, ultimately, deliberate urban relocation. The ancient city was not destroyed but dissolved—slowly, by water, malaria, and geomorphological change—and then superseded by a new foundation planted three kilometers to the northwest by its last medieval lord.

There exists, to this author’s knowledge, no comprehensive synthesis of Sipontum’s long history in the English language: the Encyclopaedia Britannica dismisses it in two lines as a city abandoned due to the encroachment of lagoons. The Princeton Encyclopedia of Classical Sites offers a slightly fuller treatment, but one now several decades old and substantially bypassed by subsequent research. 

This article aims to fill that gap—to offer, for an international readership, the kind of longue durée account that Sipontum’s extraordinary historical depth, and the quality of the research now being conducted there, demands.

A Landscape before the City: Palaeogeography and the Lost Lagoon

Puglia Tableland of Province of Foggia. (CREDITS: MUSEO ARCHEOLOGICO NAZIONALE E CASTELLO DI MANFREDONIA)

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To understand Sipontum, one must first understand a landscape that no longer exists: the coastal plain south of modern Manfredonia—ancient Sipontum’s immediate hinterland—is today an open agricultural patchwork of drained marsh, cereal fields, and wetland remnants preserved within the Oasi Naturalistica of Lago Salso. 

In the Bronze Age and well into the Iron Age, this landscape was fundamentally different: a dynamic coastal system of barrier beaches, brackish lagoons, and tidal inlets, in which low sandy islands separated from the open Adriatic by a shifting sandbar offered elevated and defensible terrain for settlement. 

The ancient lagoon of Sipontum—known in antiquity as the sinus Uriensis, or associated with the broader lacustrine system of Lago Salpi to the south—has been the subject of major geomorphological research in recent decades, producing a refined picture of its Holocene evolution indispensable for interpreting the city’s history.

Research by Vincenzo De Santis, Marcello Caldara, and their collaborators at the University of Bari, drawing on sediment coring, radiocarbon dating, and GIS-based coastal reconstruction, has established that the lagoon sheltering the ancient port of Sipontum underwent progressive infilling from the late Roman period onwards, driven by a combination of deltaic progradation from the Carapelle and Cervaro rivers, long-term sea-level change, and anthropogenic pressure from agricultural drainage (De Santis, Caldara et al. 2018). 

The result was the gradual transformation of an open, navigable harbor system into the shallow, malarial marshland that medieval and early modern sources describe with such consistent dread. What Cassiodorus, writing in the sixth century CE, could still identify as a functioning port capable of receiving grain shipments was, by the twelfth century, a pestilential swamp.

The recovery of this lost landscape is not merely an antiquarian exercise but an essential precondition for understanding why Sipontum was where it was, why it mattered as much as it did for as long as it did, and why—in the end—it could not be saved. Puglia Tableland, of which this coastal margin forms the southeastern edge, is one of the oldest farmed landscapes in Europe. 

Its Neolithic enclosures, visible in aerial photography as the ghost circuits of ditched villages, document the arrival of sedentary agriculture in the western Mediterranean in the seventh and sixth millennia BCE—by the Bronze Age. 

It is the period from which the earliest traces of occupation on the Sipontum terrace are now attested, recovered through systematic survey of the coastal plain of the Candelaro and Cervaro rivers—the lagoonal zone south of the Gargano had already become a node of human activity whose deep roots would feed, through many transformations, the Roman city that eventually grew from it.

Daunian Roots and the Myth of Diomedes

Diomedes’ Sipontum foundation myth. (CREDITS: MUSEO ARCHEOLOGICO NAZIONALE E CASTELLO DI MANFREDONIA)

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Long before Roman surveyors drove their measurement poles into the Puglia-based plain, the territory of Sipontum was Daunian country. The Daunians—one of the ancient Italic peoples whose Iron Age and Archaic civilization constitutes one of the most visually distinctive cultures in pre-Roman Italy—inhabited Puglia Tableland and its coastal margins in a network of hilltop and lagoonal settlements whose principal centers of power included the great oppida of Arpi, Salapia, Canusium, and Herdonia. 

Their material culture is immediately recognizable: the extraordinary painted sub-Geometric and Geometric pottery, the carved limestone funerary stelae—the celebrated stele daunie, those haunting images of warriors, supernatural beings, and aristocratic feasting that stand among the masterpieces of Italian pre-Roman art—and the elaborate warrior aristocracies whose grave goods bespeak a world of competitive display and heroic self-fashioning.

At Sipontum, the Daunian presence is attested archaeologically through ceramic sequences and surface evidence recovered by survey work in the immediate hinterland. The strategic value of the position—elevated slightly above the surrounding plain, sheltered by the lagoon, commanding the coastal route between the Gargano promontory and the Adriatic Sea.

It would have been as apparent to a Daunian community navigating the politics of Puglia Tableland as to the Roman colonial commission that chose it for a maritime colony in 194 BCE. Myth, characteristically, filled the gaps of historical record: ancient tradition associated the foundation of Sipontum with Diomedes of Argos—the Greek hero of the Trojan War who, in the epic mythology of the Adriatic coast, was held to have wandered the Italian south after the fall of Troy, founding cities and establishing cults as he journeyed. 

Strabo, in his description of the Daunian coast (VI.3.9), notes the tradition of Diomedes’ presence in the region while the coastal waters of the Gargano were, in antiquity, called the Lacus Diomedeae, and a small island offshore bore his name. 

Whether Diomedes ‘founded’ anything in a historical sense is, of course, irrelevant: the persistence of the tradition reflects the deep Greek cultural penetration of the Adriatic coast through Tarentine and Epirotic commercial networks, and the desire of local elites—Daunian and later Roman—to furnish their city with a genealogy sufficiently heroic to compete with the mythological pedigrees of the great southern colonies.

History makes a fleeting but significant appearance in the Sipontum record in the late fourth century BCE, when the city was seized by Alexander, King of Epirus—the uncle of Alexander the Great, who had crossed to Italy at the invitation of the Tarentines to assist them against the Bruttians and Lucanians. 

Livy records that Alexander the Molossian took Sipontum among the cities he captured during his Italian campaigns (c. 334–330 BCE), a detail that places the pre-Roman city squarely within the volatile sphere of interstate politics that would, within two generations, draw Rome itself into the complex balance of power in Magna Graecia.

The Roman Colony of 194 BCE: Urbanism on the Adriatic Frontier

Foggia and Bari’s 2023 conference about the recent developments of Sipontum. (CREDITS: UNIVERSITA’ DI FOGGIA & BARI)

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The formal entry of Sipontum into Roman history as a colonia maritima—a maritime colony—is recorded by Livy under the year 194 BCE (XXXIV.45), in a list that also includes the Tyrrhenian foundations of Salernum (modern-day Salerno) and Buxentum (modern-day Policastro Bussentino): maritime colonies were a distinctive instrument of Roman colonial policy—smaller than the great coloniae Latinae of the interior, they were planted at strategic coastal points to provide a network of loyal Roman presence along the peninsula’s shores, functioning simultaneously as administrative outposts, commercial hubs, and elements of a coastal defense system.

The choice of Sipontum for this role was determined by the same geographical logic that had made the site attractive to its Daunian predecessors: its lagoonal harbor, its position on the coastal route north to the Gargano, and its accessibility from the road system of the interior Puglia Tableland: the colony was organized on the standard orthogonal grid of Roman urban planning.

Its insulae—city blocks—measured on the basis of the actus as the unit of survey, its decumanus maximus defining the principal east-west axis around which the city’s commercial, civic, and sacred spaces were disposed, and the survival of the decumanus maximus alignment in the modern SS89 Garganica—a continuity of urban geometry across twenty-two centuries—is among the most vivid demonstrations of the persistence of Roman landscape ordering in the Italian south.

Recent excavations, conducted from 2021 to 2025 under the joint scientific direction of Roberto Goffredo, Maria Turchiano, and Giuliano Volpe for the Universities of Bari and Foggia as part of the research program formally entitled Sipontum: Archeologia Globale di una Città Portuale (Sipontum: The Global Archaeology of a Port City), have substantially extended the material record of Roman Sipontum. 

The campaign of 2023 was particularly significant as excavations in the city’s western sector brought to light a substantial stretch of the ancient defensive curtain wall together with a quadrangular tower dateable to the second century BCE, whose opus incertum masonry belongs to the earliest phase of the colonial foundation (Goffredo, Turchiano, Volpe 2023). The discovery confirmed that Sipontum was provided, from its earliest decades, with a defensive circuit comparable in ambition to those documented at other Adriatic colonial foundations of the Republican period.

The forum complex—the civic and commercial heart of any Roman city—has not yet been fully excavated, but its probable location within the area immediately south of the modern archaeological park is suggested by surface finds and geophysical survey data. Epigraphic material, though sparse, attests the standard institutional apparatus of a Roman municipium.

Elected magistrates (duoviri, aediles), a local senate (ordo decurionum), and building dedications that anchor the city’s civic life to the larger cultural world of Roman Italy. A small amphitheatre—its cavea and arena walls buried beneath later agricultural structures—awaits systematic excavation, already yielding, in its upper fill layers, evidence of the progressive domestication of public space that characterizes urban shrinkage across the late antique west.

Port, Grain, and Empire: The Economy of Sipontum

The economic identity of Sipontum was, from its colonial foundation through the late antique period, inseparable from its port. The city sat at the intersection of two great axes of movement: the coastal road linking it to the Adriatic network of harbors from Brindisi to Ancona, and the inland road system connecting it, via the Via Aurelia Aeclanensis, to Herdonia on the Via Traiana, and beyond to the Via Appia. This double connectivity—maritime and terrestrial—made Sipontum a natural transshipment point for the agricultural production of Puglia Tableland: the wheat surplus of one of the most productive cereal plains in Italy moved through Sipontum’s harbor into the amphora-laden vessels of the Adriatic trade.

The evidence for this function becomes most explicit in the written sources of late antiquity. Cassiodorus, the minister of the Ostrogothic king Theodoric and one of the most prolific administrators of the sixth century CE, includes Sipontum in his Variae (c. 537 CE) as a functioning port receiving grain shipments—a detail of enormous significance for the city’s late antique biography. 

At a time when much of Roman Italy was experiencing urban contraction and infrastructural decay, Sipontum retained sufficient maritime capacity to operate within the redistributive grain economy of the Ostrogothic state. Procopius, the Greek historian of Justinian’s wars against the Goths, provided a complementary military picture. 

Sipontum appears in his De Bello Gothico as a contested strategic point during the Byzantine reconquest of Italy (535–554 CE), its coastal position rendering it significant in the logistical calculations of a war fought largely through the control of ports and supply routes.

The archaeological correlation of this economic vitality is now emerging from the ongoing research program: geophysical prospections and targeted excavation in the eastern sectors of the city have identified structures consistent with horrea—the great cellular grain warehouses whose regular plan is one of the most recognizable building types in Roman commercial urbanism.

East of the former railway line that bisects the archaeological area: the potential identification of these structures, still awaiting full excavation, promises to provide the material evidence for the grain transshipment economy that the literary sources describe. 

Maritime villa structures and productive suburban activities documented in the city’s coastal margins add further texture to a picture of Sipontum as a commercially active node within the Adriatic trade network—a city whose economy, unlike that of purely agricultural centres such as Herdonia, was permanently oriented towards the sea.

Becoming Christian: The Basilicas and the Sacred Landscape

Edoardo Tresoldi’s metalwork on the Christian basilica among Sipontum ruins. (CREDITS: UNIVERSITA’ DI FOGGIA & BARI)

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No visitor to the modern archaeological park of Sipontum can remain unaware of the site’s most celebrated monument: the ghost of an early Christian basilica, reconstructed in steel wire mesh at a scale of 1:1 by the Italian sculptor Edoardo Tresoldi and inaugurated in 2016 as a permanent installation. 

Rising to fourteen meters and weighing approximately seven tonnes, Tresoldi’s translucent steel structure traces the outer walls, nave columns, and apse of the last phase of the city’s principal late antique church—rendering visible, to a visitor standing in the Puglia’s sunlight, the ghostly volume of a building that occupied this ground for several centuries before dissolving into ruin. 

The installation has been celebrated internationally as one of the most successful acts of artistic intervention in an archaeological context: a work that communicates the presence of an absent architecture, many have argued, more powerfully than conventional reconstruction could; its success reached out to LaRepubblica, Corriere della Sera, CNN, Forbes, Slate, Art Tribune, Art Vibes, Coachella and numerous others.

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Tresoldi’s world-known phantom church reconstruction acclaimed on CNN Style arts section. (CREDITS: CNN STYLE)

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The basilica that Tresoldi evokes has itself a complex archaeological history: a first early Christian basilica—a large longitudinal structure with nave, side aisles, and apse—was constructed at Sipontum in the fourth century CE, probably in connection with the establishment of the city as an episcopal see: Sipontum was among the earliest dioceses in the region, its bishop appearing in the records of fourth-century councils. 

The basilica went through multiple phases of construction and renovation, reflecting the city’s continued vitality through the fifth and sixth centuries. The stratigraphic analysis of its successive building phases, combined with the evidence from Saggio II. 

Here recent excavations have revealed the remains of an apsidal cult building whose position suggests a transitional moment between late antique civic and early Christian religious use—is progressively filling in one of the least understood episodes of Sipontum’s biography: the precise choreography of its Christianization.

Immediately adjacent to the early Christian basilica stands the Romanesque church of Santa Maria Maggiore di Siponto, built in the eleventh or twelfth century on or near the foundations of an earlier structure, its exterior arcading, carved portal, and refined proportions placing it within the sophisticated Romanesque building culture of Norman Puglia. 

Its very walls incorporate reused Roman architectural elements—columns, capitals, and carved stone stripped from the ruins of the ancient city surrounding it—a practice of spoliation that was simultaneously pragmatic, economical, and expressive of a profound continuity between the old city and the new religious order built upon its bones.

Sipontum’s sacred geography was further enriched by its position on the ancient Via Sacra Langobardorum—the Via Micaelica—one of the most important pilgrimage routes in medieval Europe, which led the faithful from the Rhine valley and the Po plain across the Apennines to the sanctuary of the Archangel Michael at Monte Sant’Angelo on the Gargano promontory. 

Positioned at the foot of the road ascending to it, Sipontum functioned as a staging post and supply node for the thousands of pilgrims who passed through annually, a role that sustained its commercial vitality—and its food economy—well into the medieval period, even as the physical fabric of the ancient city contracted around it.

The Roman architecture entrance of Santa Maria Maggiore di Siponto church. (CREDITS: UNIVERSITA’ DI FOGGIA & BARI)

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Aerial view of Santa Maria Maggiore di Siponto church and Tresoldi’s artwork. (CREDITS: UNIVERSITA’ DI FOGGIA & BARI)

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Medieval Transformation and the End of an Ancient City

The abandonment of Sipontum was the consequence of processes so gradual and incremental that no single moment can be identified as the city’s end. Yet in the end it did, in one of the more poignant stories in the long history of Mediterranean urbanism: excavations in the area of the ancient amphitheatre have revealed that its superstructure was already being quarried for building material in the late antique period, its stone reused in domestic construction elsewhere in the shrinking urban fabric. 

By the early medieval period, the arena floor had been converted to granary pits—a transformation with dozens of comparable sites across the Roman west, where the great public entertainment buildings of the classical city became, in the logic of a contracting economy, simply convenient storage facilities: burials of the fifth century CE and a medieval cemetery in the same zone speak to the progressive domestication of former public space that characterized urban shrinkage in the late antique west. 

Excavation has further documented that the late antique and early medieval road system reutilized the alignments of the Roman street grid—a continuity of urban morphology, however transformed the uses of the spaces between streets had become.

The written record of Sipontum’s medieval decline is dominated by two catastrophes that finally extinguished the city’s continuous life: the earthquake of 1223—a seismic event of considerable destructive power recorded across a number of Pugliese chronicles—severely damaged whatever remained of the ancient and early medieval urban fabric. 

The blow was compounded by the chronic malarial environment generated by the progressive infilling of the lagoon: by the twelfth and thirteenth centuries, the miasmatic conditions of Sipontum’s coastal plain had made the city, in the testimony of contemporary observers, effectively uninhabitable for much of the year.

The final act came not from nature but from deliberate political decision: Manfred of Sicily—illegitimate son of Frederick II of Hohenstaufen, and himself one of the most capable statesmen of thirteenth-century Italy—oversaw, between 1256 and 1263, the foundation of the new city of Manfredonia named, with a ruler’s characteristic directness, after himself— on a new site approximately three-four kilometers to the northwest of ancient Sipontum, on ground higher, better drained, and further from the pestilential shore. 

The population of Sipontum was transferred systematically to the new foundation, its moveable property was carried away, and its stonework was progressively stripped for the construction of Manfredonia’s new walls, cathedral, and civic buildings. What remained was left to the advancing silts and the encroaching coastal scrub. 

The irony of Sipontum’s medieval biography was not lost on those who witnessed it: the same lagoon that had sheltered the city’s harbor and sustained its economy across fourteen centuries had, over those same centuries, become its executioner. The port that was the city’s reason for existence was also, in the end, the instrument of its dissolution.

Sipontum in September 2026: Research, Recovery, and the Emerging Archaeological Park

A nocturnal aerial view with the logo of Sipontum’s Archaeological Park. (CREDITS: ARCHAEOLOGICAL PARK OF GARGANO)

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The transformation of Sipontum from an almost invisible archaeological site into one of the most actively researched ancient cities in the Italian south is a story of recent vintage—and one that is still vividly unfolding: the Parco Archeologico di Siponto, administered for many years within the network of the Polo Museale della Puglia, was reorganized in 2024 within the newly established Parco Archeologico del Gargano, which integrated the management of Sipontum within a broader protected heritage landscape encompassing the archaeological resources of the Gargano promontory and its immediate hinterland. 

That reorganization reflected a growing recognition that Sipontum’s significance cannot be understood in isolation from the natural and cultural landscape of which it forms a part: the lagoonal system, the coastal road, the pilgrimage routes to Monte Sant’Angelo, and the ancient sea passage to Dalmatia all belong to a single interconnected system of human beings and environment interaction that the new park is positioned to communicate with a coherence no previous institutional arrangement could provide.

The current phase of excavation—arguably the most methodologically ambitious in the site’s research history—is the result of a major interdisciplinary collaboration between the Universities of Bari and Foggia, under the joint scientific direction of archaeological experts Roberto Goffredo, Maria Turchiano, and Giuliano Volpe, with the participation of researchers from across the Italian and international scholarly community. 

The research program Sipontum: Archeologia Globale di una Città Portuale has conducted annual excavation campaigns from 2021 to 2025, combining conventional stratigraphic excavation with an integrated suite of non-invasive and digital methods: ground-penetrating radar (GPR), electrical resistivity tomography (ERT), drone photogrammetry, structured-light laser scanning, and GIS-based landscape analysis.

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The research program banner on the port city of Sipontum. (CREDITS: SOPRINTENDENZA BENI CULTURALI BAT-FOGGIA)

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The geophysical prospection program, coordinated by Laura Cerri and her collaborators, has produced the first subsurface cartography of significant areas within the ancient city’s perimeter—revealing, in the buried plan of streets, building blocks, and open spaces, the ghost of a Roman urban fabric whose surface traces had largely disappeared: the results have fundamentally redrawn the scholarly understanding of Sipontum’s spatial organization, providing an evidential framework for excavation strategy in the years ahead.

A particularly significant international dimension has been provided by the collaboration of University of Foggia (UniFG) with McGill University’s Department of Art History and Communication Studies: the McGill-UniFg field school, directed on the Canadian side by Darian M. Totten, integrated within the broader research program of the University of Foggia, has conducted training excavations at Sipontum from 2022 to 2025: since Summer 2022, Darian Totten, Associate Professor in the Department of History and Classical Studies, has been leading a team of undergraduate and graduate students on a six-week long excavation of Sipontum, located in the Comune of Manfredonia, in Italy’s Apulia region. 

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McGill graduates’ photo during ‘22-’25 Sipontum excavations. (CREDITS: PROF. DARIAN M. TOTTEN – MCGILL UNIVERSITY)

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They were also simultaneously contributing, through publications addressed to an Anglophone scholarly audience, to the international visibility of a site that has been almost entirely unknown outside Italian specialist circles (Totten, Goffredo 2022–2025). It is precisely this international dimension—a transatlantic research partnership of the kind that transformed understanding of comparable sites a generation ago—that Sipontum requires and is now, at last, beginning to receive.

The material results of the recent campaigns speak for themselves: beyond the discovery of the Republican-period defensive wall and tower in 2023, excavations in Saggio II have revealed an apsidal cult building whose plan and stratigraphic position document, with unusual clarity, the transitional moment between late antique civic organization and early Christian religious conversion of urban space.

A structure of the kind whose significance for understanding Christianization processes in the provincial city has been emphasized by recent comparative scholarship across the late antique west. Further studies of the ceramic, glass, and metalwork assemblages are ongoing, with specialist publications by Giovanni De Venuto, Lucia Piepoli, and their collaborators advancing the site’s material bibliography on multiple fronts.

The Museo Nazionale Archeologico e Castello di Manfredonia, which houses the principal collection of material from Sipontum and its territory—including stelae daunae, Roman sculpture, late antique decorative elements, and the remarkable numismatic material recovered from various excavation seasons—continues to serve as the primary interpretive resource for the site’s finds, pending the development of a dedicated on-site museum facility within the future archaeological park. 

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Stelae Daunie at Manfredonia’s National Archaeological and Castle Museum. (CREDITS: MUSEO ARCHEOLOGICO NAZIONALE E CASTELLO DI MANFREDONIA)

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The museum’s collections, now professionally curated and partially rearranged to incorporate the most recent research results, offer the visitor a walk through Sipontum’s entire chronological range—from the painted pottery of the Daunian communities who first occupied the lagoonal terrace to the Lombard and Byzantine metalwork that accompanied the city’s early medieval transformation.

Conclusions: An ancient Port City Reclaimed

*Sipontum’s claim on international attention rests on an argument that the foregoing pages have, it is hoped, made with some force: this is a city of exceptional depth, complexity, and scholarly potential that has been, until very recently, almost entirely absent from the Anglophone literature on Roman and late antique Italy: its research archive—the accumulated results of decades of intermittent investigation, now vastly augmented by the digital documentation, geophysical survey, and interdisciplinary excavation of the 2021–2025 campaigns—constitutes a resource of extraordinary value. 

The proportion of the ancient city yet uninvestigated remains, by the excavators’ own estimates, very large: what the spade has touched represents only a fraction of what the soil still contains, as Giuliano Volpe, who has devoted the greater part of his scholarly career to the archaeology of northern Puglia’s ancient cities, has repeatedly observed, each season at Sipontum revises substantially what the previous season had established. 

The city, in this sense, remains genuinely open: Sipontum’s story is also, uniquely among the ancient cities of the Italian south, as much a story of environmental history as of urban history with the buried lagoon beneath the Carapelle river plain, the progressive infilling of the harbour, the malarial transformation of a thriving commercial waterfront into a lethal coastal marsh; these are processes that speak directly to questions of human-environment interaction, climate resilience, and urban adaptation that are as urgent in 2026 as they were in the sixth century CE. 

The research program’s explicit focus on Sipontum as a port and landscape system rather than merely an architectural ensemble positions it to make a distinctive contribution to precisely these debates—debates that reach beyond Mediterranean archaeology into the broader, urgent conversation about how human communities in coastal environments have managed, and failed to manage, the consequences of environmental change.

And then there is the wire mesh basilica: fourteen metres of translucent steel rising from the Puglia-based plain in the morning light, its ghostly walls filtering the Adriatic sky, simultaneously an act of artistic imagination and an act of archaeological communication through Edoardo Tresoldi’s installation which has done for Sipontum what no scholarly monograph could: it has made the invisible visible, and the forgotten unforgettable—bringing hundreds of thousands of visitors each year to a place they had never heard of, arresting them with the spectacle of an absence rendered suddenly, brilliantly, present.

Fifteen centuries of silting, abandonment, plague, earthquake, and deliberate demolition have not extinguished Sipontum: the paramount port city of Daunia—submerged beneath its own alluvium, dissolved into a medieval successor’s foundations, slowly reclaimed by the patient collaborative work of archaeologists, geomorphologists, and artists—is waiting to be fully found.

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Acknowledgments

The author acknowledges the fundamental contributions of Giuliano Volpe and Maria Turchiano to the study of Sipontum and of the wider cultural landscape of northern Puglia. Thanks are due to Roberto Goffredo for his direction of the ongoing excavation campaigns, to Darian M. Totten and the McGill University-UniFg field school for their contribution to the site’s international visibility, and to the Soprintendenza Archeologia Belle Arti e Paesaggio for the Provinces of Foggia and BAT for their continuing stewardship of one of the most important archaeological landscapes in the Italian south. The community and Comune of Manfredonia, and the dedicated staff of the Parco Archeologico del Gargano, are owed particular thanks for their commitment to making Sipontum accessible to the broadest possible public.

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Selected Bibliography and Further Reading

Ancient Sources: Livy XXXIV.45; Strabo VI.3.9; Pliny, Naturalis Historia III.103; Cassiodorus, Variae; Procopius, De Bello Gothico; Itinerarium Antonini; Tabula Peutingeriana; Silius Italicus, Punica VIII.633.

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Names for the Dead: Identity, Memory, and Rome in the Cemeteries of Montebelluna

As Editor of Popular Archaeology Magazine, Anastasia Adeler is a writer, journalist, and frequent and regular contributor to the magazine on travel, museums and other subject areas. She also manages Popular Archaeology’s social media editorial presence through Instagram, plays a key role in the formulation of planning and policy matters for the magazine, and plans, coordinates and executes other projects as they relate to the magazine’s content and objectives. She is the founder and author of Living Rooms, a slow journalism project. 

At the Museo di Santa Caterina in Treviso, Italy, I had been given the dangerous freedom of choosing any subject I wanted. The museum did not make the decision easier. Its archaeological rooms move from stone tools to Bronze Age swords, from the grave goods of the ancient Veneti to Roman portraits and funerary monuments. Above them, in the former convent, frescoes and later paintings belong to another Treviso altogether. Chronology offered the obvious way through the museum. Yet an urn is not a date range. It once held a person, and it was placed there by people who knew that person by name. That simple fact changes the scale of the story. When the political world changes, what happens to the name by which a person is remembered? On a funerary vessel, the answer was not theoretical. Someone had to choose the name. Someone had to choose the language. 

That choice can be traced in the cemeteries of Montebelluna, some 20 kilometers northwest of Treviso, in the Veneto of northeastern Italy. Long before Venice existed, this landscape was home to communities of the ancient Veneti, and generations of their dead were buried here. Their graves preserve vessels, ornaments, weapons, and other traces of individual lives. Some of the funerary vessels also carry names. As Rome became an increasingly powerful presence in the region, those names, and the alphabets and formulas used to record them, began to change. But the Roman part of the story comes later. The graves are older. 

Among Luigi Bailo’s early acquisitions for Treviso’s civic museum in 1882 were grave goods from Montebelluna, including a remarkable bronze cista dating to the sixth or fifth century BCE. Its decoration was worked in embossed sheet bronze and finished with a burin; across its surface, figures move through a world already fully its own, among them a farmer at the plough. The same technique appears on five votive discs depicting a key-bearing goddess, a type attested in the Piave Valley between the fourth and second centuries BCE and associated with cultural contact with the Celtic world. These objects belonged to a society with its own ritual vocabulary, imagery, and networks of exchange. Those networks reached across the Adriatic, the Po Plain, and into the Alpine world. Long before families began inscribing names in Venetic and, later, in Latin, that language of belonging was already there. 

The dead were cremated and buried with objects that could signal status, gender, social role, and ritual identity. Some of those objects already had another life. Metal vessels used during funerary banquets could later become cinerary urns; brooches, buckles, and jewelry accompanied the deceased into the grave. Axes and bronze-sheet cylinders, once described as sceptres and now more cautiously interpreted as probable ceremonial spindles, may likewise have marked a particular role or rank. A grave, then, was not simply a container for remains. It was also a carefully assembled statement about who a person had been and how those who buried them wished that person to be remembered. That is why the names matter.

Across the first century BCE and into the beginning of the first century CE, the change becomes visible at the scale of individual burials. Tomb 304 at the Posmon cemetery contains ten burials made over several generations, with inscriptions in both Venetic and Latin. One vessel is particularly revealing: the name Essonna Cnussicina, formed according to Venetic naming practice, appears to have been cancelled and replaced by Ostia Cusonia, and the two versions may even be in the same hand. Tomb 174 preserves other experiments. There is Lukatka in Venetic script; elsewhere, Ostruo Luccaticos T. f. is written in Latin characters and incorporates Roman-style filiation while retaining names rooted in the local naming stock. Another funerary vessel carries the uncertain reading A(?) M Pulio Lucretis(?), closer again to a Roman naming formula. These are not steps in a clean progression from “Venetic” to “Roman.” They are choices made within families, sometimes within the same tomb, about how a person would be named and remembered. Seen this way, the inscriptions become difficult to treat as evidence alone. The alteration from Essonna Cnussicina to Ostia Cusonia is only a few marks on the surface of a vessel, yet it records a decision made at the most intimate scale: how one person would be named among the dead. Someone wrote one form, then changed it. Elsewhere, in the same cemeteries, families moved between Venetic and Latin scripts, local names and Roman formulas, sometimes combining them rather than choosing one world over the other. 

Standing before these objects, that unevenness feels more revealing than any neat account of “Romanization.” Political change can be described in dates and institutions; here it survives in something much smaller, in the hesitation, adaptation, or certainty with which a name was written down. By this time, the larger political landscape was changing decisively. Northeastern Italy was being drawn ever more fully into Rome’s political and cultural system, and the region would ultimately become part of Roman Italy. On a map, that transformation can look almost inevitable: one order expanding as another recedes. The cemeteries at Montebelluna tell a less orderly story. At Posmon, change could advance, pause, combine older and newer forms, and even seem to reverse direction within a single family. What appears from a distance as “Romanization” becomes, at the scale of the grave, a succession of individual accommodations, choices about what to keep, what to adopt, and what still felt like one’s own. And it is precisely that uncertainty that makes Montebelluna so compelling. The closer one looks, the less Romanization resembles a straight line. Rome is becoming more powerful, its institutions more consequential and its language increasingly visible, yet the people living through that transformation refuse to arrange themselves neatly on either side of it. A family might adopt a Roman convention without abandoning an older name; one generation could make a different choice from the next. From a distance, the empire seems to move across territory. Here it moves through households, habits, and decisions so small that most would have disappeared completely had someone not written a name onto a vessel and placed it in a grave. Names are only one place where that negotiation becomes visible. The objects surrounding the dead tell a similar story. Older forms and practices could persist beside newer ones; a vessel or an ornament might belong to a local funerary language even as other elements of the burial pointed toward Rome. 

What fascinates me here is the absence of a clean break. Cultural change seems to gather rather than replace, in things kept, altered, or newly introduced, until a grave can hold several histories at once. That is also where our own categories begin to feel inadequate. “Venetic” and “Roman” are useful words when we talk about populations, languages, or political systems; they become far less stable when pressed onto a single life. A name might belong to one tradition, the alphabet to another, the objects in the grave to several more. What looks contradictory from the outside may not have felt contradictory at all to the people living it. That possibility I find strangely moving. We tend to imagine identity as something people possess intact, but here it appears more like something assembled, piece by piece, from family, language, objects, and the shifting world beyond the cemetery. A metal vessel might first have belonged to the world of the living, passed from hand to hand during a funerary meal, before being given a second and final purpose as an urn. That change of function is easy to describe archaeologically; it is harder not to imagine what it meant to the people who did it. An ordinary act of holding, pouring, sharing became part of the work of remembrance. The same object could move from use to ritual, from the living body to the cremated dead, giving it more than one meaning. 

Perhaps that is why these graves feel so resistant to simple categories: nothing in them seems to have had only one life. In the museum, those different lives survive only in fragments: bronze, ceramic, a line of writing, the curve of a vessel behind glass. Each of those objects belonged to several moments before it reached this case. It was handled, used, drawn into ritual, placed with the dead, buried, excavated, catalogued. Once you know that history, the display case feels almost too small for everything that happened before. 

When I left Santa Caterina, I kept thinking about the names. Montebelluna does not give us a neat sequence in which one identity disappears and another takes its place. Families combined older names, Latin letters, and Roman formulas in ways that do not match our tidy categories. What remains feels close to lived experience precisely because it is inconsistent. People adjusted at different speeds, in different directions, for reasons we can only partly recover. And suddenly the enormous subject of Roman expansion comes down to decisions made within a household, sometimes to a few letters cut into the surface of a funerary vessel. 

In August, outside Santa Caterina, the scale shifted again. Water ran along old brick, arcades broke the sun into shade, bicycles slid past, glasses rang out at café tables, voices flared briefly and vanished around corners. After the concentrated stillness of the museum, the city felt almost indecently alive. But I no longer heard that liveliness as a contrast. It was simply another layer, this time not contained in a display case, but moving around me. What had just felt distant now seemed strangely near.

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Above and below: interior views of the Santa Caterina Museum galleries and exhibited objects.

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References: 

1. Museo di Santa Caterina, Collezioni Civiche di Treviso.

2. Parco e Museo Archeologico Naturalistico di Montebelluna. 

3. Public information on the Posmon necropolis and related finds, Comune di Montebelluna. 

4. Scholarly overview on Venetic inscriptions (A. Marinetti).

5. Epigraphic Database Roma (EDR).6. General background on the Romanization of Veneto (academic overviews, e.g. G. Cresci Marrone, L. Capuis).

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If You Want to Write….Move to Rome

Professor Frank J. Korn has retired from his teaching position on the Classical Studies faculty at Seton Hall University.  He is a Fulbright Scholar at the American Academy in Rome and the author of nine books on various aspects of the Eternal City.  He is listed in Marquis Who’s Who as “a notable classical educator and writer.”  Recipient of the Princeton Prize for Distinguished Teaching, he resides with his wife Camille in Scotch Plains, N.J.  The couple’s three sons –  Frank, Ronald, and John and their families live nearby.  His latest book  –  Below Rome, the Story of the Catacombs  –  which he co-authored with his wife, is available on Amazon or from the publisher, St. Johann Press, Haworth, N.J.

 

For all its cosmopolitanism and sophistication, ancient Rome  –  the city, that is  –  turned out few homegrown writers of note.  Curiously, nearly all of those authors one associates with that time and place hailed from some Italian municipality or distant province.

And though these wordsmiths had come to the Eternal City to seek their fame and fortune, they seem never to have fully embraced it.  Like the song says, “I Left My Heart In San Francisco”.  Each appeared to have left his heart in Tusculum, Sulmo, or Verona, or in Gaul, Spain, Greece, or North Africa.  This lingering attachment to the soil of their birth can often be seen in or inferred from their writings.

In his correspondence, Cicero clearly shows that he made it a point to visit his childhood town of Arpinum as often as his busy agenda allowed.  Writing to Brutus in 46 B.C., for example, he boasts:

“…quam diligenter soleam meos municipes Arpinates tueri.”

…How conscientiously I always support my fellow townsmen, the Arpinati.

Quite a number of these scribes chose to spend their retirement years back home among their hometown folks.  For instance, Martial, who achieved renown in Rome as a satirist and epigrammatist, moved back to his farm in Spain as soon as he had accumulated enough money to use as a pension, enough to enjoy a life of leisure with dignity.  (‘Otium cum dignitate,” as Cicero liked to put it.)  Livy, the historian, spent his twilight years back in his native Patavium (Padua) in well-earned relaxation.  And several others did likewise, retreating to the places of their youth.

Venusia (now called Venosa), down in the heel of the boot of Italy, gave to Rome’s literati community the satirist Horace.  Mantua, way up in the Po Valley, sent Publius Virgilius Maro (i.e. Virgil); Comum (Como) the two Plinys, Spain the two Senecas, plus Martial and Quintilian among others.  Lucan, the poet/rhetorician, also came down to Rome, from Corduba (ancient Córdoba), in Spain.  His best known work was the epic poem Bellum Civile, about the civil war between the legions of Caesar and the troops of Pompey.  Neapolis (Naples) provided Statius, the court poet laureate to the Emperor Domitian.

Throughout his lyrical odes, Horace reminisces about his boyhood.  In Ode III.4, for example, he writes:  “Do you hear me, or does a lovely madness delude me?  I dream of still wandering across the hallowed groves with her where lovely cool streams flow and gentle breezes blow.  Just near the border of Apulia where one day I as a lad, worn to exhaustion from playing on the slopes of Mount Vultur, fell asleep outdoors.  Pigeons covered me with leaves to keep me safe from snakes.”  I grew up in that region, in the town of Venusia.

Virgil too, fondly recalls his boyhood in his pastoral poetry, the Eclogues.  In one of these there is a dialogue in which a shepherd (i.e. himself) laments the government confiscation of private property to give possession of it to returning veterans.  (Augustus instituted this ancient version of a G.I. Bill.  Many of his successors continued this practice.)  “Ah,” Virgil wrote, “will I now gaze, after all these years, at my old cottage and farm.  These days an arrogant ex-soldier owns my well-kept fields, a barbarian the crops we sowed.  See what the war has resulted in?”

The author of the great epic, Aeneid goes on to enshrine country life in his pastoral verses.  His works, along with those of Horace, Ovid, and Livy, later generations would consider “The Golden Age of Latin Literature.”  With deep nostalgia for his roots, this laureate Virgil, captured, in onomatopoeic lines, the music of a summer night back home:  the choir of birds, the singing of insects, the cadence of cicadas, and so on.

As for Ovid, his love and nostalgia for the land of his youth are often included in his writings.  In his work Tristia, Book IV.10 he tells us about his beloved hometown, far from the bedlam of Rome.

“Sulmo mihi patria est, gelidis uberrimus undis, milia qui nouiens distat ab Urbs.  Editus hic ego sum.”

(Sulmo is my homeland, rich in cold mountain streams, 90 miles from the City.  Here I was born and raised.)

Ovid wrote love poems.  One of his early works, Amores, a collection of love elegies, brought him instant fame.  His most acclaimed work, however, is his Metamorphoses, a collection of myths where gods, humans, and nature turn into new forms, such as trees (Apollo’s Daphne, for example). 

Pliny the Elder served as the admiral of the Roman fleet anchored in the harbor of Misenum, on the Bay of Naples.  In the preceding years he worked on his many-volumed encyclopedia, Naturtalis Historia.  His nephew, Pliny the Younger, had his essays published.  He kept copies of all the many letters he had sent to friends, with an eye toward publication of them someday, too.  This collection became a best-seller with the Roman readership.

The two Plinys made annual trips back home to Comum (Como) on the dazzlingly beautiful lake.  The younger, on one such trip, left enormous sums of money to his beloved hometown for the building of schools and a state-of-the-art local public library.

The poet Statius produced collections of poems along with two epics:  One on the war over the throne of Thebes, the other on the life of Achilles.  Statius in his literary efforts frequently sang the praises of the beauty and tranquility of his Neapolis, its harmonious bay, its traces of Greek culture and the warmth of its people.

The elder Seneca’s written works include Controversiae, a volume of student debates on imaginary court cases; and Suasoria, a book of speeches that persuaded real or imaginary persons on how to make correct decisions.

The younger Seneca published a collection of letters to a friend Lucilius.  (Whether this friend was real or imaginary depends on the classicist one consults.)  At any rate, in these epistles the writer dispenses his advice on living well by adhering to the tenets of Stoicism, a philosophy exalting self-control, e.g.

Vita, si scias uti, satis longa est..

(Life is long enough if you know how to use it.)

Ignis aurum probat, miseria fortes viros.

(Fire tests gold; suffering tests a man’s courage.)

In short, a Stoic preaches that one should accept with equanimity whatever comes along in life.

(The Emperor Marcus Aurelius, a steadfast Stoic, wrote a volume on the benefits to be reaped from that philosophy.  The book is called Meditationes.)

Quintilian, a teacher of rhetoric, also joined the writers’ ranks with his highly regarded textbook on that subject.  He was born and grew up in Calahorra (Calagurris) in southern Spain.  During his many years as a scholar he learned to acknowledge in Cicero the epitome of eloquence.  Quintilian was a close friend of his colleague Martial.

From Volterra in Etruria (now Tuscany) there’s Aulus Persius, who, like all the others, came to Rome in pursuit of a literary career.  Persius, too, wrote an apologetic on Stoicism.

Lucretius, Rome’s chief exponent of Epicurean philosophy, also came from the region of Campania, perhaps from the ill fated city of Pompeii.  His “De Rerum Natura” (About the Nature of Things) earned him rave reviews.  This long poem is considered to be the most beautiful didactic poem of ancient times.

Many of these locales still show their pride in the literary accomplishments of their native sons through monuments, piazzas, and street names.  The facade of its liceo (high school) rural Arpino, as it’s called today, displays a bust of Cicero.  In its main square, Venosa features a bronze statue of Horace.  One of Como’s principal thoroughfares is the Via Plinio.  On the front of Como’s Catholic cathedral, flanking the central doors, are marble effigies  –  one of Pliny the Elder, the other of Pliny the Younger. 

The migration of writers to the banks of the Tiber began as early as the third century before Christ.  Somewhere around 230 B.C. a young man named Titus Maccius Plautus left his boyhood home in Sarsinia, Umbria, to make a name for himself creating stage comedies in Rome.  The theater-going crowd there at once loved Plautus’ guffaw-evoking, slapstick farces.  The Umbrian’s biggest hit was the Menaechmi, literally a comedy of errors.  His works remain today among the most widely read of the Latin classics.  In his play, Montellaria, he gives a nod to his hometown:  “Quid?  Sarsiniatis ecqua est si Umbrian non habet?”  (Well?  How about a lovely girl from Sarsinia then, if you haven’t got one from Umbria?)

That same era saw the success of another playwright, Quintus Ennius, from the town of Rudiae, not far from Horace’s Venusia.  In addition to his tragedies, comedies, and satires, Ennius also published the Annales, an epic poem on the history of Rome.  In some quarters he was considered “The Father of Latin Poetry”.  A thousand years later, Dante paid this tribute to Ennius:  “Tu se solo colui da cu’io tolsilo bellstile.  (You are the only one whose beautiful style I took as my own.)

A contemporary and friend, Marcus Porcius Cato, from Tusculum in the Alban Hills, also gained renown as a writer.  This war hero and statesman published prolifically.  His De Agricultura sang the praises of the pure and simple farm life of Tusculum, of the work ethic of its old- time landowners, “men of the soil.”  The hawkish patriot was convinced that Rome’s survival hinged on the elimination of Carthage as a rival world power.  He would end every speech by shouting “Carthago delenda est!”  (Carthage must be destroyed) and storm from the floor of the Senate.

Out of Africa in the second century B.C. came the playwright Terence.  To ensure that his homeland would bask in any glory he achieved, the Carthage-born writer assumed a cognomen so that his full name would be Publius Terentius Afer.

From Reato (Rieti) in the Sabine country, early in the  pre-Christian era, Marcus Terentius Varro relocated to Rome to help his budding literary career.  Among Varro’s scores of publications were an encyclopedia (Antiquitates Rerum Humanarum), and a three volume treatise on agriculture (Rerum Rusticarum Libri).  In the latter, hardly a page goes by without a nostalgic mention of Reato and its people.  The historian Sallust joined the writing ranks of Rome from Amiternum, also in the Sabine territory.  His Bellum Catilinarium and Bellum Jugurthinum afforded the folks back home more bragging rights.

One of history’s first practitioners of biography, Cornelius Nepos, moved to Rome from somewhere in Northern Italy.  His De Viris Illustribus was long a favorite text for beginning Latin students.

Romeo and Juliet’s fair Verona was the birthplace of the celebrated “love poet,” Gaius Valerius Catullus.  In his mid-twenties he traded the tranquility of that region for the nightlife and dinner parties of the Capital.  With his pen he immortalized his illicit lover, Clodia Metti, whom he called “Lesbia,” and titillated Rome society:

“Vivamus mea Lesbia, atque amemus...”

(Let us live my Lesbia and let us love…)

Catullus also wrote longingly of “enchanting Sirmione” on Lake Garda where he spent his idyllic boyhood summers:

“Paene insularum, Sirmio, insularumque ocelle, quascumque in liquentibus stagnis marique vasto fert uterque Neptunus….”

(Sirmione bright eye of all peninsulas and islands that in liquid lakes and vast ocean

Neptune bears…..)

From Patavium (Padua), Rome imported her finest historian, Livy.  Propertius the splendid elegist came down from Assisium (Assisi).  In Rome he forged a close friendship with Publius Ovidius Naso, or Ovid, if you will.  Resolved to make his town of Sulmo (Sulmona) in the Paelignian mountains proud of him, Ovid wrote:  “I can see some visitor to Sulmo, taking in its tiny scale, the streams, the walls, and exclaiming:  ‘Any township, however small, that could breed so fine a poet, I consider great.”  His Amores and Metamorphoses readily achieved that goal. Livy wrote a comprehensive History of Rome titled Ab Urbe Condita (From the Founding of the City).  One classical scholar claimed, metaphorically, that this magnum opus was and remains, “The Most grandiose monument ever erected to the glory of ancient Rome.”  Livy traces Rome’s history from Alba Longa, the “Mother City” (12th century B.C.), to the ninth year before the Christian era.

The two Senecas – father Marcus and son Lucius  –  through their writings brought credit to Corduba (Cordova) in the first century of our era.  Seneca senior wrote a collection of oratory exercises for use by schools of rhetoric, and ten books, the Controversiae (imaginary legal cases and methods of presenting them).  Of these, five books are still extant.  The younger Seneca authored many excellent essays among which are: De Providentia (On Providence); De Ira (On Anger); De Sapientis Constantis (On the Constancy of the Wise Man): De Tranquillitate (on how to combat inner restlessness and lack of peace).  He also produced  nine tragedies.  These were adaptations of plays by Sophocles and Euripides but with a tendency toward the pathetic and the macabre.  He is also remembered for serving as private tutor to the young Nero.

And yet another product of Spain, Martial, from the town of Bilbilis, made a splash on the literary scene in Rome with his witty, pithy, epigrams.

Around this time, Flavius Josephus, a Jewish scholar from Jerusalem, was in Rome working on his history of the Jewish War, Bellum Judaicum.

Another historian, Tacitus, reached Rome by way of Narbonensis in Transalpine Gaul (near modern Narbonne in France). Petronius, the “novelist” as some scholars refer to him, also came down to Rome from Transalpine Gaul from the port of Massalia (i.e. Marseille, France).  He is best known for his book the Satiricon, of which only fragments still exist, the most important and most amusing chapter of which is the Banquet of Trimalchio, a satire on the braggadocciio of the nuoveau riche host.  Suetonius, the biographer of the Caesars, was North African by birth.  So too was Apuleius, sometimes called “The Novelist.”  Their era (A.D. 14-138) was what scholars call the Silver Age of Latin Literature.  Pliny the Younger belonged to this gifted crop of Roman writers.

The satirist Juvenal so loved his native village of Aquinum that he used it as a metonymy for everyone’s place of birth:

“Et quotiens te tuo reddet Aquino...”

(And whenever you return to your Aquinum…)

Tertullian, the first important Christian Latin author, came to Rome from Carthage (Tunisia).  He converted to Christianity at age 35 and wrote an eloquent defense of his new faith against paganism:  the Apologia.

These are but some of the authors, poets, scholars and playwrights who followed one of the many roads that lead to Rome in quest of literary immortality.

The poet Martial versified it all this way:

Verona docti sillybos amat vatis,

Marone felix Mantua est,

Censetur Aponi Livio sua tellus

Stellaque nec Flacco minus;

Appllodoro plaudit imbriger Nilus,

Nasone Paeligni sonant,.

Duosque Senecas unicumque Lucanum

Facunda loquetur Corduba.

Verona loves the work of its learned poet,

Mantua is proud of her Maro,

Padua is noted for its Livy

And no less for Stella and Flaccus

The rain-swollen Nile applauds Apollodorus,

The Paeligni resound with Ovid,

The two Senecas and the one and only Lucan

Give Corduba eloquence…

Reconstructing Galatia Without a Native Text

An archive written around a missing voice

In Ankara, Rome wrote itself into Galatia in two imperial languages. On the walls of the Temple of Augustus and Rome, the Res Gestae survives in Latin and Greek: the emperor’s own account of his deeds copied onto stone in the provincial capital. It is one of the great accidents of textual survival. The original inscription in Rome disappeared; the Anatolian copy endured.

Now place that monumental abundance beside the older language of the country around it.

Celtic-speaking people had been living in central Anatolia since the third century BC. Their descendants were not a footnote passing through someone else’s landscape. They became part of the political geography of the region, associated especially with Ancyra, Pessinus and Tavium; they fought, ruled, traded, served Rome, used Greek, became Christians, and left names that still look recognizably Celtic. Late Antique writers could still speak of a Galatian language centuries after the migration.

And yet there is no Galatian equivalent of the Monumentum Ancyranum. No native paragraph. No legal text. No letter home. No securely preserved continuous sentence that lets us hear an ordinary speaker arrange words in Galatian.

That absence is not a void where anything can be imagined. It is an archaeological problem.

Reconstructing Galatia therefore requires an unusual discipline: build outward from places, objects, names, inscriptions and ancient testimony, but never allow a strong reconstruction to impersonate a surviving text. The question is not whether the Galatians existed or whether their speech was Celtic. The question is what kind of history can be recovered when a people survive much better in archaeology than their language survives in writing.

Three centers, not a Celtic island

The Galatian migration into Anatolia belongs to the turmoil of the early Hellenistic world. Celtic-speaking groups moved through the Balkans and crossed into Asia Minor around 278–277 BC. Ancient accounts connect their entry with the Bithynian king Nicomedes I and the military politics of the region. Over time, three principal Galatian groupings become conventional in the sources: the Tectosages, Tolistobogii and Trocmi.

It is tempting to imagine them arriving as an intact European culture and preserving themselves in an Anatolian enclosure. The landscape refuses that picture.

Ancyra—modern Ankara—had a history before the Galatians and a much larger one after them. Pessinus was a major sanctuary and market centre associated with the Mother of the Gods. Tavium in the east occupied another long-lived Anatolian site. Gordion, already ancient when the Celts arrived, remained part of the regional network. Archaeological surveys around Ancyra and other central Anatolian sites have identified fortifications, settlement patterns and Hellenistic material that help put Galatian political life back onto the ground.

Even Strabo’s geography, written in the Roman period, is more useful when read as a political landscape than as an ethnic map. He associates the Tectosages with Ancyra, the Tolistobogii with territory toward Bithynia and Phrygia, and the Trocmi farther east. Modern scholarship often summarizes the mature regional pattern as Tectosages–Ancyra, Tolistobogii–Pessinus, Trocmi–Tavium. But these centres were never sealed ethnic laboratories. They were places where older Anatolian traditions, Hellenistic power, Galatian institutions and eventually Roman provincial administration accumulated.

That accumulation is the point. Galatian language survival does not require cultural isolation. If anything, the archaeology makes isolation the least interesting explanation.

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Figure 1 — Central Galatia: Key Sites in the Archaeological and Linguistic Record.  Credit: Original schematic prepared for this article by Joshua W.J. Brown. No third-party base map or copyrighted cartographic artwork is reproduced. Representative point data were checked against Getty TGN for Pessinus; the Levantine Ceramics Project / Pleiades-linked records for Gordion and Tavium; and public gazetteer data for Ankara/Ancyra. The figure is explicitly a site-orientation schematic and does not claim a historical political boundary.
Rights/permission: Original figure; author-controlled publication use. Underlying gazetteer facts are cited as data sources rather than reproduced cartographic works.

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Archaeology first

For a vanished language, archaeology cannot tell us what a verb sounded like. It can do something just as important: tell us what kind of world the speakers inhabited.

Around Ancyra, research on Hellenistic and Roman-period settlement has treated forts not as disconnected ruins but as a system embedded in topography and routes. Pessinus gives us a religious and commercial centre whose importance reaches far beyond a single ethnic community. Tavium, surveyed around modern Büyüknefes, preserves another eastern node in the Galatian landscape. Gordion complicates the story again because a famous Phrygian centre did not cease to exist when a new population arrived.

The material picture is therefore one of reuse, layering and contact. That matters linguistically. A language spoken in this environment would have lived beside Greek for centuries and inside changing political institutions. It could lose functions without losing speakers. Greek might dominate inscription, administration, long-distance commerce, public cult or Christian theology while Galatian remained useful in kinship, locality, work, memory or ordinary speech.

We cannot prove those exact domains. The evidence is too thin. But the archaeological setting makes one assumption untenable: that Greek public visibility means Galatian private extinction.

This is where the Monumentum Ancyranum becomes more than a Roman monument. It is almost a diagram of archival inequality. The city gives us Augustus in two written languages at monumental scale. The language Jerome later says the Galatians still possessed survives mostly as names recorded in other people’s alphabets. The stones do not tell us everything that was being spoken around them.

Names are linguistic artifacts

What survives of Galatian is overwhelmingly fragmentary: personal names, tribal names, place names, divine names, glosses, forms carried through Greek and Latin writers, and external statements about the language. That sounds meagre until we ask what a name can actually preserve.

A personal name can carry recurring Celtic elements. A Greek spelling can preserve how a foreign sound was heard or approximated. A compound can show productive word formation. A cluster of related forms can be tested against Gaulish and reconstructed Common Celtic. Names such as Deiotaros and Brogimaros are not decorative evidence. They are linguistic artefacts.

Brogimaros is especially useful because it illustrates the layered archive. A name identified as Celtic appears in the Greek part of an inscriptional environment where Phrygian and Greek also coexist. The object does not give us a Galatian sentence. It gives us a Galatian name operating inside multilingual Anatolia. That is historically richer than pretending that only one language could belong to one site.

The famous political term Drunemeton, transmitted by Strabo for the Galatian council meeting-place, works similarly. Its second element is recognizably Celtic *nemeton*, a sacred place or grove; the whole name has long been read in Celtic terms. Again, the value is not that one word miraculously reconstructs a constitution in Galatian. The value is that a Celtic lexical fossil survives inside a Greek geographical account of a political institution.

Joseph F. Eska’s phrase “salvage grammar” is exact because the work is not free invention. It is extraction under damage. The corpus has to be treated like an excavated site: provenance first, association second, reconstruction after that.

Jerome’s line across Europe

The strongest late checkpoint arrives not from archaeology but from a scholar writing in AD 387.

Jerome, commenting on Paul’s Letter to the Galatians, remarks that the Galatians used Greek like the rest of the East but also had “a language of their own, almost the same as the Treveri.” The Treveri were associated with the region around Trier on the Moselle.

The comparison is startling because it puts two places beside one another that had no business sounding alike after six centuries of separate history. By Jerome’s lifetime, Galatia had passed through Hellenistic kingdoms, Roman provincial government and Christianization. Ancyra was not a Celtic refuge outside the imperial world. Yet Jerome still distinguishes a local language from Greek and compares it with speech far to the west.

The safe reading is also the strongest one. Jerome does not prove that every person in Galatia still spoke Galatian. He does not give population figures, a grammar, a recording, a dialect map or one native sentence. Nor should “almost the same as the Treveri” be modernized into a claim that fourth-century Galatian was simply unchanged Gaulish. Jerome himself allows that languages change under contact and across regions.

What he gives us is narrower: a late-fourth-century witness who understands the Galatians to have a language of their own in addition to Greek, and who hears—or knows of—a meaningful similarity with the speech of Trier.

That is enough to destroy the neat replacement story. Greek could become overwhelmingly visible without instantly erasing every other language spoken under it.

The sixth-century temptation

A later source offers the most seductive extension of the chronology. Cyril of Scythopolis, writing in the sixth century, tells a hagiographic story involving a man from Galatia named Procopius who speaks *Galatisti*—“in Galatian.” Read straightforwardly, the word carries Galatian speech into the age of Justinian.

It is also exactly the kind of evidence that should make a reconstruction slow down.

The passage is hagiography, not linguistic documentation. It supplies no specimen of the speech. Scholars have cautioned that the isolated reference may not be strong enough to bear an uncomplicated claim of an eight-century continuous language tradition all by itself. The appropriate response is not to delete the source or worship it. It is to weight it.

Jerome is a strong checkpoint because he explicitly contrasts Greek with the Galatians’ own language and gives a western comparison. Cyril is a later but more fragile checkpoint because the language label occurs inside a literary episode without linguistic material. Both belong in the record; they do not belong in the same confidence column.

That distinction is the method in miniature.

Reconstruction needs provenance

Suppose we decide to “rebuild Galatian.” The first few steps are legitimate and exciting. We assemble the names. We collect every spelling variant. We compare them with Gaulish and other Celtic evidence. We reconstruct probable sound correspondences. Then the blanks begin.

We need a pronoun that is not preserved. A verb ending. A standard spelling. A word for an object no Galatian source names. Comparative Celtic can often offer a plausible answer. Soon there is a clean paradigm and a complete sentence. The language looks recovered.

It may also have crossed, invisibly, from archaeology into design.

The solution is not to prohibit reconstruction. It is to label it. My own working model uses four provenance classes. A is directly attested Galatian material. B is material analytically recoverable from attested Galatian evidence: a segmented name element, for example. C is comparative reconstruction—forms predicted from Gaulish, Proto-Celtic and regular historical relationships but not themselves attested in Galatian. N is a deliberate modern creation or standardization required if people want to build a usable Neo-Galatian.

A transparent revival can contain all four. What it cannot do is print them in the same evidentiary costume and then call the result ancient.

This is where archaeology offers a useful ethic to historical linguistics. An archaeologist records context because an object without context can become almost anything. A language reconstruction needs the same discipline. Every word should be able to answer: Where did you come from? What is actually attested? What has been inferred? What has been borrowed comparatively? What did we create because the ancient record went silent?

That is not pedantry. It is what allows ambitious reconstruction without counterfeit certainty.

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Figure 2 — From Evidence to Neo-Galatian: Keep the Provenance Visible. Credit: Original evidence-provenance diagram by Joshua W.J. Brown. The A/B/C/N architecture distinguishes directly attested material, analytically recoverable material, comparative reconstruction, and modern creation/standardization. The categories are a working reconstruction architecture developed for the Galatian project; they are not ancient labels and are not presented as a quotation from another author.
Rights/permission: Original figure; author-controlled publication use.

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The language the archive did not deserve to keep

Galatian presents a severe version of a familiar historical problem. Institutions preserve what institutions use.

Greek had schools, administration, inscriptions, literature, theology and scripture. Latin had government, law and imperial power. Those languages generated durable archives. A minority spoken language could remain alive in domains that produced little stone or manuscript evidence and still become almost acoustically invisible after its speakers disappeared.

The surviving record therefore creates a false soundscape. We hear Greek stone. We hear Latin rule. We hear Christian manuscripts. Galatian enters mostly as names inside Greek or Latin writing and as remarks made by outsiders.

That does not mean the language was socially marginal every moment it existed. It means archival visibility and historical existence are different variables.

The archaeology of central Anatolia makes that distinction tangible. Ancyra, Pessinus, Tavium, Gordion and the surrounding settlements show a landscape where political and cultural identities were layered rather than sequentially erased. Jerome gives us a late witness that the linguistic landscape was layered too. Cyril may extend it. The onomastic corpus gives us fragments from which Celtic ancestry and structure can be tested. None of those sources alone is enough. Together they make a recoverable history.

But the most responsible reconstruction ends with blanks.

We cannot ask a fourth-century Galatian what language he used with his mother, whether his children answered in Greek, how he cursed when a tool broke, or what a joke sounded like in Ancyra. We cannot recover a continuous native paragraph by force of will.

What we can recover is the architecture of the problem: a Celtic language transplanted into Anatolia, reshaped inside a multilingual world, still recognizable many centuries later, then preserved so unevenly that its existence outlived its sentences.

The silence at the end is not a failure of the project.

It is part of the evidence.

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EDITORIAL SOURCE NOTE

• Strabo, Geography 12.5.1–3, for the Galatian tribal-political geography, Ancyra, Pessinus, Tavium and the Galatian council tradition.

• Jerome, Commentary on Galatians, Book II (on Gal. 2:3), composed in the late fourth century, for the contrast between Greek and a Galatian language compared with that of the Treveri.

• Joseph F. Eska, “A salvage grammar of Galatian,” Zeitschrift für celtische Philologie 60.1 (2013): 51–64.

• Philip Freeman, The Galatian Language: A Comprehensive Survey of the Language of the Ancient Celts in Greco-Roman Asia Minor (Edwin Mellen Press, 2001).

• Stephen Mitchell, Anatolia: Land, Men, and Gods in Asia Minor, Vol. I: The Celts in Anatolia and the Impact of Roman Rule (Oxford University Press, 1993).

• Derya Ulusoy, Archaeology of the Galatians at Ancyra from the Hellenistic Period through the Roman Era (Middle East Technical University, 2006), for settlement/fort-system synthesis around Ancyra.

• Karl Strobel, “Galatia and Pisidia,” in A Companion to the Archaeology of the Roman Empire (2024), for the Roman-period regional centres and provincial urban framework.

• Wojciech Sowa, “Linguistic and Cross-Cultural Relations in and around Galatia (3rd Century BC–3rd Century AD),” in Galatian Victories and Other Studies into the Agency and Identity of the Galatians in the Hellenistic and Early Roman Periods.

• David Stifter, Old Celtic linguistic materials and discussion of the late Galatian testimony, including the caution required around Cyril of Scythopolis.

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Cover Image, Top: AR tetradrachm of king Amyntas of Galatia, 36-25 BC.  Public Domain, Wikimedia Commons

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Central Palenque.  @history.com

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The 1998-2000 Palenque Mapping Project (PMP) under Mexico’s INAH-Instituto de Antropología e Historia (inah.gob.mx), and the Foundation for the Advancement of Mesoamerican Studies (famsi.org), recorded and mapped 1481 structures at Palenque. The PMP covered 0.850Mi2/2.2Km2 of the jungle-shrouded plateau. The area referred to as “Central Palenque,” open to visitors, accounts for about thirty buildings and structures. More remain shrouded in the dense tropical rainforest. During the Classic period, 250-950, the urban population may have peaked at 9,500 souls (Baluntè Phase, 750-850; Barnhart, 2001:94 years AD/CE). In the early morning, when nature awakes and the rainforest mist slowly lifts, the welcoming calls of howler monkeys and the songs of tropical birds greet visitors. As ancient times seem to dissolve into the present day, one wonders: who lived here? 

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Palenque’s Palace. @georgefery.com

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Palenque’s name means “stockade” in Spanish, a possible translation of the Maya-Ch’ol word otulún, for a fenced place.  Its pre-Columbian name Lakamha’ translates as “big waters” and probably came from the 56 springs and nine small rivers that come out from the upper slopes of the Yemal K’uk’ Lakam Wiz, the “great mountain of the descending quetzal”, that overlooks the city. Water is a central theme in Maya and other cultures because it is seen as the mother of all life. The city has numerous springs and streams that fall through ravines and over great natural stair-steps, underlining its importance as a sacred place. From the end of the 5th to the mid-9th century, Lakamha was an important metropolis and a major regional player in politics, the arts, architecture, and trade. The 7th century saw the birth and death of one of the most significant mid-Classic Period Maya Lords, K’inich’ Janahab’ Pakal (603-683). 

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K’inich’ Janahab’ Pakal, funerary mask. arqueologiamexicana.com

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His title, like that of lords before and after him, K’uhul B’aakal Ajaw, translates as “Sacred Lord of the B’aakal Kingdom,” which underlines the commanding secular-religious functions of Maya rulers. Pakal ruled for 68 years, from 615 to 683, making his reign one of the longest in Maya history.  Pakal became king at 12, but his reign began on July 26, 615, when he was 23.  During the interregnum, his mother, Sak K’uk’ Ahaw, governed as regent, not as lord of the realm. The reason she was not elevated to lordship may be because her husband, Kan Ix Mo’, Pakal’s father, was not from Palenque’s nobility, but from Ux Te’Kúh ’, as was his wife, Ix Tzak B’u Ahaw. The site was tentatively identified as El Retiro in Tabasco. El Retiro’s army helped protect Palenque’s kingdom’s western flank and the city where Pakal’s family took refuge when Palenque was burned twice in 599 and 611 by Calakmul proxies, the powerful K’an (serpent) kingdom of southwest Yucatán. Ix Tzak B’u Ahaw married Pakal in Palenque on March 26, 626, and had three sons: Kan Bahlam (635), Kan Joy Chitam (644), and Tiwohl Chan Mat (648). Ix Tzak B’u Ahaw died on November 13, 672. Her resting place is Temple XIII, referred to as the “Temple of the Red Queen” because of the large amount of cinnabar, a red pigment iron oxide, found in her sarcophagus. 

Palenque’s Palace, which is open to visitors, was the seat of power. Built on a massive, irregular quadrangle, it served as both a ceremonial and administrative building. Large stairways on four sides allowed access to the vaulted halls that ringed the quadrangle. The massive north stairway was ceremonial, while the south side was utilitarian. The whole complex consisted of a complex system of vaulted buildings, long halls, and three courtyards, along with underground rooms and corridors. All significant buildings in the city were covered with plaster and painted red, an impressive display of power to visitors, except for the throne room, the Sak Nuk Naah, or “White Main House”, today referred to as House E, which was then the only building painted white, synonymous with light and radiance.

In the middle of the Palace complex is a tower that, on its third floor, holds an altar built of limestone mixed with a large quantity of seashells from the Caribbean and the Pacific. The altar may have been dedicated to ceremonies linked to the Primordial Sea, a conjecture supported by marine fossils often found in the limestone of the mountain range. 

On the Palace’s east side runs the Otolum River, its banks walled up as an aqueduct, a key part of the city’s essential and elaborate water management system. The man-made diversion of the Otolum’s waters to flow close to and parallel to the Palace’s east side allowed for water management, while the aqueduct reaffirmed the age-old control and domination of culture over nature. The palace served mainly as an administrative and ceremonial center for the ruler, nobles with bureaucratic roles, scribes, and high priests, as well as for formal state receptions of ambassadors and other important visitors.  

The city’s history is tumultuous, with frequent wars and great and not-so-great ahau, or lords, at its head (ahau translates as “he of the powerful voice” and is gender neutral). Ix Yohl Ik’nal Ahau, daughter of K’inich Kan Bahlam 1st, was the only woman elevated to K’uhul B’aakal Ahau, or Sacred Lord of the B’aakal kingdom (her date of birth is unknown). Her reign (583–604) faced significant internal and external challenges.  Regional antagonism grew from two enemies for different but complementary reasons. The first came from Tortuguero, a city in the northern plains of Tabasco, whose leaders claimed the title of K’uhul B’aakal Ahau. The title “ahau” holds significant spiritual connotations, and Palenque rightly claimed it as its historic right. A deep-seated enmity between Tortuguero and Palenque fed their antagonism for generations.

The second came from Calakmul, which fought Palenque through regional proxies over control of trade routes and the major Usumacinta River trade carrier. A Calakmul proxy, Toniná, was only 41 mi/66 km from Palenque, in today’s Ocosingo valley. Their hostility led to deadly wars that plagued Palenque until its collapse between 900 and 950. There may have been another reason for such lasting enmity with the K’an kingdom. Palenque traded and probably had political contacts with the mighty metropolis of central Mexico, Teotihuacán. This great city spread its influence far and wide, all the way south to Kaminal Juyú and Tikal in today’s Guatemala. Calakmul perceived Palenque as a Mexican proxy in the Maya heartland, which would explain such persistent and violent antagonism. 

In 659, Pakal got his revenge against the K’an kingdom, as may be seen in the West Court of the Palace and House C. The six carved limestone monoliths show six sahals (government officials) taken in battles. They are shown bound and ready for execution, facing the carved steps across the courtyard. Glyphs on the steps recount Palenque’s defeat and burning twice, in 599 and 611. 

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Temple of the Inscriptions @georgefery.com

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The Temple of the Inscriptions is Pakal’s final resting place and is considered the most remarkable sanctuary ever built in the Americas. Its name comes from three large hieroglyphic panels found on the walls of the sanctuary atop the pyramid. In the past, it was known as the “Temple of the Laws” because of the large limestone panels covered with 617 glyphs that narrate Pakal’s achievements and his place in eternity. The temple-pyramid had an exceptional “roof crest”, now lost to time. The temple also had a narrow man-made waterway running beneath its foundation, leading to an underground spring, perhaps the mythic gate to Xibalba, the underworld in Maya-K’ichè. In July 2016, a team from the National Institute of Anthropology and History (INAH) discovered a 3.3 ft/1 m square canal of dressed stones, believed to be 70ft/20 m long. Pakal’s sarcophagus was built directly over this underground canal that predates the construction of the crypt. Could the waterway be a structural feature that controls water flowing down from the hills behind the temple and channels water that would undermine the structure? Or is it a symbolic association with running water, the way chu’lel, the holy soul force of the universe, travels to the underworld? Further investigations will clarify this intriguing feature. 

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Temple of the Inscriptions (Cutaway). @Philip Winton

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The crypt, now closed to the public for preservation, can only be accessed from the temple atop the pyramid. Cutaway drawings show the pyramid’s stairways from the temple at level nine down to the crypt, or Xibalba, the “place of fright”, the underworld. The “voyage” down the pyramid is integral to each step associated with death, the four cardinal points, and their symbolic colors in the Maya cross, the sacred Waqxaqib’B’atz calendar and colors: red/north, yellow/east, black/south, white/east, and its twenty angled corners with nawals, the spiritual energies or guardian spirits associated with each day in the 260-day Maya sacred calendar known as the Cholq’ij or Tzolk’in, believed to be the time of human gestation. In Maya beliefs, Pakal and his chu’lel’ spirit, or soul force, was first brought up the pyramid to the temple. After rituals and incantations, his body was carried down the three sets of stairs to the crypt, following the path of the Sun. At the threshold of the crypt, Pakal chu’lel transitioned from that of a divine king to a celestial ancestor.

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The Crypt @georgefery.com

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Pakal planned and designed the eight-level funerary pyramid, with the temple on top as the ninth level. The foundations were built, the sarcophagus was shaped, and its carved slab was ready about five years before Pakal died in 683. Then his son and heir, K’inich K’an Bahlam (635-702), completed the temple-pyramid and built a narrow stone conduit that fit each stair called the Tz’at Nakan, or “Serpent of the Wise Ones.” In 1949, renowned Mexican archaeologist Alberto Ruz Lhuillier (1906-1979) called it a psychoduct after discovering the stairwell and the crypt. The Tz’at Nakan, which espouses each step of the stairwell, connects the sarcophagus to the temple above, serving as the conduit through which Pakal and the priests were believed to communicate soul-to-soul. The feature also appears in similar structures, such as Temple XVIII and Temple XIII of the Red Queen, and suggests that the individual remained “socially alive” after death, with his/her life’s prerogatives being integral to the individual’s spiritual powers, thus affirming the inheritance of resources and the right to rule for descendants. 

Nine life-size stucco figures are set on the walls of the crypt, then called the B’olon Eht Naah or “House of the Nine Companions.” Surrounding the sarcophagus are nine warriors – eight men and one woman – assumed to have been Pakal’s guardians. The woman is perhaps Ix Yohl Ik’nal Ahaw, daughter of Kan B’ahlam I, the only woman who ruled Palenque in her own right from 593 to 604. The companions’ task was to ward off malevolent forces when Pakal’s body was carried down the steps of the pyramid and into the crypt. The nine figures now stand guard for a god in eternity.

Five persons, the so-called “companions,” were sacrificed upon Pakal’s burial to attend and serve the soul’s ahau in the afterlife. This practice was customary among prominent individuals in ancient cultures of the Old and New Worlds. Researchers identified three of the “companions” as two males and one female in their late teens or early twenties (the other two could not be sexed because their remains had deteriorated). All were dismembered, and the remains were buried in a shallow stone cavity in front of the now-open massive limestone triangular door, which seals the entrance to the crypt in 690.

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Pakal Tombstone @georgefery.com

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The sarcophagus’s 5-ton lid is unique in the New World archaeological record for its size and exquisite iconography. To understand the lid’s complex mythological significance, read it vertically from bottom (south) to top (north), not side to side as it is often shown. The crypt’s cramped quarters left no room for visitors, for it was intended that no one could ever see the sarcophagus and read its full imagery once the massive triangular door was sealed in 690. The message was there for its own sake to exist in the afterlife, never to be read by the living.

The iconography shows Pakal rising (not falling) from the depths of Xibalba, the “other” world, to be reborn as Hunal Ye, the Maize God, or an allegorical voyage from death to life. He is completing the journey on the sacbe, the “white road,” which began when his body left the Palace. His posture suggests he emerges from Xibalba, the underworld depicted at his back. At the same time, he looks up at Itzamna, the Great Cosmic Macaw (associated with the Milky Way, the Cosmic River). He is shown facing his destiny in the “other world” as a god heading north, away from the infernal east-west cycle of eternal return. Pakal is already half out of the mandibles of the mythological Sak B’aak Naah Chapat, the “White Bone Snake” whose mandibles were forced open by the gods, freeing him from the cycles of mortal life. He is reaching toward eternal life as Hunal Ye, the maize god, to ensure his people the sacred corn for their daily sustenance.

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Temple of the Cross @georgefery.com

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At the heart of Palenque is the triadic Cross Group complex, made up of the Temple of the Cross-I, the Temple of the Foliated Cross-II, and the Temple of the Sun-III (detailed in a forthcoming article). The temples are accessible, but their sanctuaries are closed to the public to preserve them. The view of central Palenque from atop the Temple of the Cross is spectacular. The group is collectively referred to as Palenque’s Divine Triad, for the tripartite conception of the kingdom’s world space: I-transmission of power from ancestors and deities; II-control of the dual productive-destructive powers of nature for daily sustenance; and III-royal military power to defend and expand the kingdom. 

Each temple is home to a god that Johan Henrich Berlin named God I, God II, and God III in 1963. They are the preeminent patron gods of Palenque, and the only place in the Maya world where they appear together. Maya mythology recounts their birth in K’an-Hub-Matawil, a few days apart. This birthplace is believed to be where existence, time, and space began. In each temple, there is a large, finely carved limestone panel that relates the story of Pakal’s son, K’inich’ K’an Bahlam’, and his accession to the throne in 684. He is shown transferring lordship powers to himself, witnessed by K’awiil (God K), the manikin scepter of royal power, together with a representation of his deceased father, along with dedications to the gods of the Divine Triad.

Palenque’s ballcourt size seems insignificant compared to those of other Classic Period cities and is centrally located on the Palace’s north side. It is among the smallest known, measuring 72 feet (22 meters) long by 33 feet (10 meters) wide. However, archaeologists indicate that, as in other ballcourts, they found no stone rings, though wooden markers may have existed, which are now lost to time. Ballcourts were among the most essential structures in Mesoamerica. In Peruvian cultures, circular arenas served similar purposes to those in Mesoamerica: ritual ceremonies, communal assemblies, or secular games. In Mesoamerica, they are generally I-shaped, with a central playing alley flanked by two parallel, sloping or vertical stone walls, with open or enclosed endzones. Stone platforms rose along the sides of the playing arena to accommodate large crowds of onlookers, priests, and nobility. 

The Great Ball Court at Chichen Itza is the largest in Mesoamerica, measuring 545 feet (166 meters) long and 225 feet (69 meters) wide, with high vertical walls and two carved round stone rings depicting entwined serpents. Their diameters range from 33 to 39 inches (85 to 99 centimeters), with a slightly larger center hole to fit the rubber ball used in the game; they are placed midway on each wall, facing each other, and are about 23 feet (7 meters) above ground. Appearances may be deceiving, but size does not necessarily reflect a lesser function. In Palenque, the ball court is exceptional given the city’s secular and religious importance and its large population at the time. But what significance did ballcourts play in the lives of ancient Maya or other Mesoamerican polities? Ballcourts are among the most notable structures in Mesoamerican and other cultures for both ritual and secular games.

In the Maya sacred book, the Popol Vuh, we learn that the gods fashioned man’s substance from maize dough, which was also his daily sustenance. This duality underlines the traditional perception of two simultaneous worlds, visible and hidden at the core of traditional beliefs, mythology, rituals, and daily living in the Americas and beyond. The critical feature of Maya and other ancient Mesoamerican cities was the ballcourt, known as Tlaltchli in Nahuatl. Palenque, with one court, is not unique, and more courts may still lie in parts of the city still hidden under its tropical jungle canopy. Most ancient cities, however, had two or more ballcourts, such as El Tajín, which had 21, and Cantona, 27. Most cultures used games for both secular and ritual purposes; in Mesoamerica, they underlined the need to maintain peace and balance within and between polities, as well as between this world and the “other.” Essential to ritual games, and to a certain extent to secular games as well, was the need to keep in check latent antagonisms between factions within the same polity, as well as between polities, their respective policies, and beliefs. Games were the last peaceful attempt before resorting to conflict or war. Ballcourts, therefore, were primarily social instruments in the use and projection of power, whether secular or ritual. Secular games served the same communal and cultural purposes as those in our world today; they also helped maintain political balance of power within and between polities, as well as local social peace.

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The Ball Court @georgefery.com

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In the North Group, a stucco frieze found at the base of the sub-structure in Temple V is evidence of contact with central Mexico. It shows a warrior whose adornments and dress leave no doubt about Early Period contact with Teotihuacán. Carved in relief, it depicts a goggled-eye warrior armed with a dart thrower, or atlatl, in his left hand. He is clearly Mexican and relates to Tlaloc, the Toltec god of rain, thunder, and war, probably of Teotihuacán origin. The Mexican warrior leaves no doubt about Palenque’s association with Tikal and, beyond that, with Teotihuacan, which was the reason for Calakmul’s persistent antagonism through its regional proxies such as Tonina, 63 miles (100 km) away from Palenque, for control of the economic watershed of the Usumacinta River basin and its affluents. 

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The North Group. @georgefery.com

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Palenque’s tropical environment provided abundant water and forest products, from fruit trees to soft and hard woods. Watered fields in the plains at the bottom of the mountain allowed for two crops of maize and other produce. Cacao trees were planted in private and shared gardens throughout the city, and still grow in the ruins today. Wildlife was plentiful, including jaguars, wild turkeys, monkeys, forest deer, and scarlet macaws. This exceptionally luxurious environment enhances the site’s elegance, and its multiple falls and pools offer a beautiful experience at the end of a day’s visit to this great Maya metropolis.

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The Queen’s Baths @georgefery.com

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References 

Martin, N. Grube, 2000 – Chronicle of the Maya Kings and Queens

Julia Guernsey, 2006 – Ritual & Power in Stone 

David & George Stuart, 2008 – Palenque, Eternal City of the Maya

David Stuart, 2011 – The Order of Days

Asociación Maya Uk’Ux’Be, 2009 

  • Cosmovisión Mayab’ 
  • Historia Mayab’ Prácticas Mayas Antiguas
  1. de Garza, G. Bernal Romero, M. Cuevas García, 2012 – Palenque-Lakamha, Presencia Inmortal del Pasado Indígena
  2. Freidel, L. Schele, J. Parker, 1993 – Maya Cosmos

Linda Schele, Peter Mathews, 1998 – The Code of Kings

Geoffrey Braswell et al., 2003 – The Maya and Teotihuacan 

Arthur Demarest, 2004 – Ancient Maya, Rise and Fall

  1. Eric Thompson, 1970 – Maya History and Religion

William L. Fash, 2001 – Scribes, Warriors and Kings 

Michael D. Coe, 1992 – Breaking the Maya Code

Sylvanus Morley, George Brainerd, 1956 – The Ancient Maya

Cover Image, Top: Ferfive, CC BY 4.0, Wikimedia Commons

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Australia’s oldest underwater archaeology reveals ancient life within a lost landscape

Flinders University—New discoveries from Australia’s oldest known underwater archaeological record reveal how First Peoples lived, transported goods and used different places within a vast cultural landscape that was submerged when rising seas transformed the continent after the last Ice Age.

Published in the prestigious journal Quaternary Science Reviews, compelling new evidence* shows that significant Aboriginal cultural heritage survives on Australia’s seabed. It also shows that earlier discoveries at Murujuga, in north-western Australia, were not isolated finds but part of a broader submerged cultural landscape across this World Heritage-listed region.

The discoveries, which include stone artifacts associated with an ancient freshwater spring, provide insights into a world that existed before rising seas reshaped Australia’s coastline. 

While the sites were submerged at least 9,000 years ago, the artifacts could be considerably older.

At the heart of this discovery is a partnership between underwater archaeology researchers from Flinders University, The University of Western Australia, James Cook University and University of York (UK) with Murujuga Aboriginal Corporation and its Rangers, who trained as scientific divers and worked alongside archaeologists to locate and document the underwater cultural sites.

“The collaboration demonstrates the value of working beside trained Indigenous Rangers who actively contributed to this challenging scientific research,” says lead researcher and specialist in marine archaeology, Professor Jonathan Benjamin from Flinders University’s College of Human Sciences and Culture.

Malik Churnside and Richard Variakojis – Rangers from the Murujuga Aboriginal Corporation, Land and Sea Unit and co-authors on the paper – undertook scientific diver surveys and made some of the underwater discoveries.

“The Ngarda-Ngarli people have cared for Murujuga for at least 50,000 years. What this research shows is that our cultural landscape extends far beyond the shoreline and into Sea Country, where important parts of our story remain preserved beneath the sea,” says Vincent Adams, Director, Murujuga Aboriginal Corporation.

“World Heritage recognition brings new responsibilities as well as global recognition. Research like this strengthens our ability to identify, understand and protect the whole Murujuga cultural landscape, including Country that was submerged when sea levels rose thousands of years ago.

More than two million square kilometers of Australia’s continental shelf was submerged as sea levels rose following the end of the last Ice Age. Before that transformation, generations of First Nations peoples lived across landscapes that now lie beneath the ocean.

The newly documented sites reveal two distinct parts of this lost world. One site centers on a freshwater spring, a vital resource that would have been a place where people would congregate. The other is associated with a rocky hill overlooking an ancient river channel, showing how people used different parts of the landscape when the archipelago was still connected by dry land.

Analysis indicates some artifacts were made from stone sourced from around Rosemary Island, about 23 kilometers from where they were found, which suggests people moved valuable resources across a landscape that is now seabed.

Murujuga Project team members are also affiliated with the ARC Centre of Excellence for Indigenous and Environmental Histories and Futures, and the study also builds on landmark discoveries reported in 2020 and 2023 made by the Deep History of Sea Country project team.

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Article Source: Flinders University news release.

*Underwater archaeological discoveries demonstrate raw material selection and transport of stone artefacts: new evidence from the submerged cultural landscape of Murujuga, Western Australia, Quaternary Science Reviews, 14-Oct-2026. 10.1016/j.quascirev.2026.110307

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Using Literature Reviews to Make Sense of Archaeological Discoveries

Archaeology often makes the smallest objects appear to be of great significance. A piece of broken pottery, several animal bones, or a tool unearthed from the incorrect depth of earth may lead to inquiries about the lifestyle of people from hundreds of years ago. However, simply unearthing an item is just the first step. For archaeologists to interpret the information provided by the object, they must compare it to previous finds, laboratory analysis, and interpretations of earlier researchers. At times, these comparisons will reinforce current theories; however, at other times, they will complicate the narrative significantly.

In addition to providing students with an opportunity to see how other archaeologists have approached questions, writing a literature review can also provide them with opportunities to develop arguments on topics that may be less clear-cut than others. This will be very important for those studying archaeology as they begin to explore and understand what researchers currently “know” about the past, while understanding that all conclusions in literature are not necessarily set in stone.

Why Literature Reviews Matter in Archaeology

In most cases, an archaeological find does not make much sense without being viewed within the context of other finds. For example, a sample of imported pottery could indicate trade over great distances; however, where the pottery was found, how old it is, and what else was found with it can completely alter this view. Also, the same data can provide support for multiple theories depending upon the types of questions archaeologists are trying to answer.

Students can find differences in interpretation by reading multiple studies about a single finding. For example, if an archaeologist interprets a group of items as being evidence of commerce, then another archaeologist may interpret them as being used in religious rituals. Instead of selecting the interpretation that seems most plausible, students should examine the evidence supporting each interpretation and identify potential limitations of the evidence.

This is one of the primary reasons for conducting a literature review. A literature review brings together existing research, determines what researchers agree upon and disagree upon, and demonstrates how existing interpretations have evolved over time. The systematic review method, described in a 2016 article published in Systematic Reviews, also emphasizes the use of transparent approaches to evaluating published evidence as well as establishing clear selection criteria. Both of these principles apply to archaeology because a convincing interpretation of archaeological data is dependent on being able to understand the results and the methods used to produce those results.

A useful review is more than just a list of the authors’ works. Rather, it explains the relationships among the authors’ ideas and explains why some conclusions are better supported than others.

Finding and Organizing the Right Research

The most challenging part of any research project is usually figuring out how to start. For example, if you search for “ancient Egyptian trade,” you will find a lot of information in many forms. These include excavation reports, journal articles, museum catalogs, histories of the period, and studies of various areas and time periods. It isn’t possible (or even necessary) to read everything.

A more focused problem can make the investigation simpler. Instead of examining all trade throughout ancient Egypt, a student can concentrate on how the archaeological record has altered our view of exchange systems operating in the eastern Mediterranean and Egypt during a certain time frame. This allows for direction in the research process and facilitates identification of published works that relate directly to the study.

Once the question is defined, there are numerous options for where to begin searching for relevant literature. University libraries (repositories), museum collections, and established archaeological journals are all good resources to use. It is helpful to keep a record of your sources as you find them so that you do not have to waste time finding them again later. A simple spreadsheet can be used to document publication dates, excavation sites, research methodologies, key findings, and conflicting views among researchers. At first this process may appear tedious, however, once you have identified multiple studies that overlap in some way, it becomes incredibly useful.

The process of writing can be more complicated. A student may understand the research but still struggle with deciding which ideas should be grouped together and how to move from one interpretation to another. When organizing a draft becomes difficult a literature review helper may provide guidance on developing an outline and understanding academic writing conventions. It is critical that students maintain control over the research itself by verifying claims against the original publications and determining which interpretations the collected data actually supports.

After organizing the materials, the next step is to examine more than just individual summaries. For example, did multiple researchers find comparable results? Did a new discovery contradict a prior theory? Are the inconsistencies due to the use of varying methodologies or because there is an absence of relevant data? These types of questions transform a collection of reading notes into a cohesive review.

Reading Archaeological Evidence With a Critical Eye

It’s easy to lose focus on the facts after a big discovery. Headlines often make it seem as though archaeologists have finally unraveled an old puzzle, but the initial research may present multiple ways to solve the problem. Students who read the published studies will have a clearer idea of exactly what has been found and what researchers believe about the findings.

What evidence was used by the investigators? How did the investigators come to the conclusion they reached? What limitations of the study were acknowledged?

The answer will determine what is being learned about the finding. Organic remains will degrade as time passes, the site where the digging occurred may have changed since it was first excavated, and artifacts can often be located in areas that are not close to where they were originally utilized. Dating techniques have their own constraints that researchers must explain when determining how old an artifact or settlement is.

Uncertainty is not always a problem. Actually, uncertainty is often one of the most exciting aspects of archaeological research. When there are multiple explanations possible, the researcher will look at all of them instead of forcing the data to fit into only one explanation. An individual object rarely demonstrates that a broad idea applies to an entire civilization.

Students will also be able to differentiate between established findings and reasonable hypotheses here. This is important because the revision of interpretations that appeared correct at one time could occur due to subsequent research.

Technology Is Changing the Evidence Archaeologists Can Examine

Archaeologists are currently able to gather data on the same scale as was previously impossible. Radiocarbon dating provides estimates for the ages of relevant organic material, geographic information systems (GIS) provide a means of examining patterns across large geographic areas, and remote sensing technology allows archaeologists to determine possible locations of archaeological sites prior to excavation.

Students are also benefiting from digital collections. They can now look up articles, maps, pictures, and other types of data for archaeological sites in various locations around the world by using the internet. As a result of this increased access to information, they may find relationships among sites that they would not have been able to discover prior to the availability of digital collections.

However, more data does not necessarily provide a clearer understanding of what happened. For example, while a map can indicate that settlements were located close to a river, it does not explain why individuals selected these particular sites. Additionally, there could be disparities in the amount of archaeological data available due to differing levels of archaeological investigation in different regions.

There are still questions regarding reproducibility and access to data. If the authors provide clear explanations of their methodology, it makes the research much simpler to review. In addition, providing access to the underlying evidence allows readers to verify if they could independently arrive at the same conclusions. If some crucial details are omitted from the publication, it may be difficult for readers to decide whether or not the findings can be verified.

The lesson for students is quite simple: Technology can help us see patterns, however, those patterns must be interpreted. The historical context, the methods used to conduct research, and how we compare our work to that of others in the field are all important.

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How Ancient Tomb Construction Shaped Modern Masonry Work Centuries Later

Long before anyone built a house meant to last a lifetime, people were building for eternity. The earliest large stone structures humans left behind were not homes or halls but tombs, raised to carry the dead into whatever came next. It is a strange twist of history that the buildings meant for the afterlife are the ones that taught the living how to build.

The instinct might be to treat ancient tomb construction as a curiosity, something for museums rather than modern job sites. Yet the methods worked out by those early builders (how to stack stone so it holds, how to bind it, how to keep water out) are the same problems every mason still solves today. The tools have changed far more than the principles.

What Ancient Tomb Construction Actually Involved

Before the arch, before the cathedral, the tomb was the proving ground. When early civilisations decided a burial deserved something permanent, they were forced to answer questions no one had answered at scale before: how to move heavy stone, how to make it stand, and how to make it endure for centuries rather than seasons.

Why were tombs the first great test of masonry?

A tomb had one demanding requirement that an ordinary dwelling did not: it had to outlast everyone who built it. That single goal pushed early masons toward heavier materials, more careful joints, and structures designed around permanence rather than convenience. The result was a range of forms that still define what people picture when they imagine ancient building:

  • Mastabas, the flat-roofed, sloping-walled tombs of early Egypt, built first in mud brick and later in stone.
  • Pyramids, which scaled the mastaba idea into vast stepped and smooth-sided monuments.
  • Rock-cut tombs, carved directly into cliff faces rather than assembled from blocks.
  • Mausoleums, above-ground tombs that turned burial into architecture.
  • Catacombs, underground networks lined and reinforced with masonry.

The earliest of these, such as the ancient Egyptian mastaba, show masonry already being used with intent rather than guesswork, with sloping walls to shed load and shaped stone laid in deliberate courses. These were experiments in permanence, and the ones still standing are the experiments that worked.

Why Those Early Builders Still Matter to Masonry Today

It would be easy to assume that thousands of years of progress left ancient methods behind. In practice, the opposite is closer to the truth. The fundamentals settled in the age of the tomb were so sound that they became the baseline the trade never really moved away from.

What did tomb construction prove that still holds true?

Three ideas, above all, carried forward. First, that weight must be distributed, not simply piled, which is why courses are laid level and load is spread across a base. Second, that a structure is only as durable as the material between the stones, which made mortar and jointing a craft in itself. Third, that shaped, well-fitted units outlast rough ones, because tight joints leave water and weather less to work with.

These are not historical footnotes; they are the daily logic the trade still runs on. Picture the earliest builders arguing over how to set a single stone so it would hold for a thousand years, then picture a reputable masonry contractor today weighing the same call before laying the first course of a wall, and the distance between them all but disappears. A modern wall and an ancient tomb are separated by millennia and united by the same rules, which is part of why the craft rewards patience and precision over shortcuts.

Ancient Techniques Compared With Modern Masonry Methods

Setting the two eras side by side is the clearest way to see what endured and what evolved. The comparison is less a story of replacement than of refinement, with old principles carried forward inside better tools and materials.

How much has actually changed in thousands of years?

Run through the core elements of the craft, and each one shows the same trend: the idea stayed, the execution improved.

  • Main materials. Ancient builders worked in mud brick and quarried, dressed stone; modern masons use fired brick, concrete block, and cut or manufactured stone.
  • Binder. Early mortars were lime, gypsum, or mud-based; today’s are engineered cement and lime mixes matched to the specific job.
  • Tools. Copper and stone tools, ramps, and levers have given way to powered saws, mixers, and precision measuring tools.
  • Load handling. Both eras spread weight through mass and careful stacking, though modern work adds engineered supports and reinforcement.
  • Finishing. Hand-dressed faces and fitted joints have become machine-cut units with hand-finished detailing.
  • Goal. The ancient aim was permanence for a single monument; the modern one adds safety, function, and appearance to that same durability.

Tomb-Era Techniques Modern Masons Still Rely On

Some methods have survived not because of tradition but because nothing better replaced them. A handful of techniques worked out in the age of monumental tombs remain in daily use, often unchanged in principle.

Which ancient methods never went out of use?

  • Coursed, level stacking. Laying units in even horizontal rows to distribute load is as standard now as it was on the first stone tomb.
  • Dressed, fitted stone. Shaping a stone so it sits tightly against its neighbours reduces the gaps water can exploit, a lesson learned early and never unlearned.
  • Mortar and repointing. Filling and later refilling the joints between units keeps water out and structures sound, and it remains one of the most common repair jobs in the trade.
  • Corbelling and the arch. Bridging a gap by stepping stones inward, and later by turning an arch, both trace back to early monumental building.
  • Weather and water management. Sloping surfaces and drainage to keep moisture moving away from the structure are ancient ideas that still decide how long masonry lasts.

That fourth point, in particular, explains why old structures need ongoing care. Mortar is designed to weather before the stone or brick does, which is why understanding how chimney repair works and handles failing joints echoes the very oldest maintenance problem in the craft, which is to renew the material between the units before the units themselves are lost 

Where That Ancient Craft Shows Up in Homes Now

The line from tomb to modern home is not as long as it looks. The same techniques that raised burial monuments now sit, quietly and unremarked, in ordinary properties.

How does tomb-era masonry reach an everyday backyard?

Every fireplace, garden wall, stone façade, and outdoor oven is a descendant of that early work. A hearth built to hold heat relies on the same instincts as an ancient kiln or a stone-lined chamber. A patio or a retaining wall borrows the coursing and drainage logic first tested on monuments. Even the decision to face a structure in stone for both strength and appearance is an inheritance from tombs that were meant to impress as much as endure. The craft did not trickle down so much as continue, passed from one generation of hands to the next with the core methods intact.

FAQs

Did ancient tombs really use techniques still used today?

Yes. Coursed stacking, dressed stone, mortar joints, and drainage were all in use on early tombs and remain standard in modern masonry, refined by better tools and materials.

What was the earliest form of monumental tomb?

The mastaba, a flat-roofed tomb with sloping walls, is among the earliest, and its ideas later scaled up into the pyramid.

Why has masonry changed so little in principle?

Because the core problems, spreading load, binding units, and keeping water out, were solved early and solved well. Later progress improved the materials and tools rather than the underlying logic.

What is the most common ancient technique still used in repairs?

Repointing, the renewal of mortar between units, is a direct continuation of an ancient maintenance practice and one of the most frequent masonry repairs today.

Is old masonry stronger than modern masonry?

Not necessarily. Ancient work that survives is often the best of its era, while modern methods add engineering, safety, and consistency that ancient builders lacked.

Final Thoughts

The story of masonry is, in large part, the story of the tomb. The drive to build something that would outlast its makers forced early civilisations to work out how stone holds, how mortar binds, and how weather is kept at bay, and those answers proved so durable that the trade still runs on them. Modern materials and tools have sharpened the craft without rewriting its rules. Looked at that way, every wall, hearth, and chimney standing today carries a little of the same logic first tested on structures built for eternity.

Cover Image, Top: Ancient Egyptian Mastaba.  Djehouty, CC BY-SA 4.0, Wikimdia Commons

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From Clay Seals to Six-Digit Codes: A Short History of Proving Who You Are

Every time a website sends a code to a phone and asks for it back, it is solving a problem that is far older than writing. The problem is simple to state and hard to solve: how does someone who cannot see you confirm that a message, an order or a claim really comes from you?

The archaeological record is full of answers to that question. Looking at them side by side shows that the modern verification code is not a new invention so much as the latest version of a very old idea.

The seal: identity pressed into clay

The earliest widespread solution was the seal. In Mesopotamia, cylinder seals appear in the fourth millennium BCE: small carved stone cylinders that left a continuous impression when rolled across wet clay. Each design was distinctive, and the impression it left worked as a signature that could not easily be copied without the object itself.

Seals were used less for letters than for control. A jar, a basket or a storeroom door would be closed with a lump of clay, and the clay would be impressed with a seal. If the sealing was intact, the contents had not been touched since the person responsible closed it. If it was broken, everyone could see that access had taken place.

Excavations have recovered these sealings in large numbers. At Arslantepe in eastern Anatolia, archaeologists found thousands of discarded clay sealings in the public buildings of the late fourth millennium BCE, many of them impressed by different seals. Read together, they document an administration keeping track of who opened what, and when. It is, in effect, an access log.

The seal established two principles that still hold. Identity can be proved by possession of a unique object, and a record of that proof is as important as the proof itself.

Tokens, envelopes and tamper evidence

Around the same period, administrators in the Near East used small clay tokens to represent quantities of goods. For transactions that had to be verified later, tokens could be sealed inside hollow clay balls, often called envelopes or bullae, whose outer surface carried seal impressions and sometimes marks showing what was inside.

The design is clever. The outside tells the recipient what the sender claims; the inside proves it. To check the claim, you break the envelope, which also makes it obvious that it has been checked. Many scholars have argued that these marked envelopes sit close to the origins of writing itself, a reminder of how closely record-keeping and verification have always been bound together.

The watchword: identity as shared knowledge

A second family of solutions relied not on objects but on knowledge. The Greek historian Polybius, describing the Roman army of the second century BCE, explains how the nightly watchword was distributed. It was written on a wooden tablet, the tessera, which was passed from unit to unit and returned to the tribune. If a tablet failed to come back, the officers could trace exactly where the chain had broken.

The watchword solved a different problem from the seal. A seal proves that a particular person handled something. A watchword proves that someone belongs to a group entitled to pass. Its weakness is also familiar: once the word leaks, anyone can use it. The Roman procedure dealt with this by changing the word every night, which is precisely the logic behind modern codes that expire after a few minutes.

The split stick and the matching half

Medieval Europe added an elegant object-based method: the split tally. A stick was notched to record a sum, then split lengthways so that each party kept one half. Because the notches ran across both halves and the grain of the wood was unique, the two pieces fitted only each other. Anyone presenting a forged half would be caught when it failed to match.

The English Exchequer relied on tallies for centuries, until they were formally abolished in the early nineteenth century. Their end was dramatic. In October 1834, officials burned a large accumulation of old tallies in a furnace beneath the House of Lords; the fire spread, and much of the old Palace of Westminster was destroyed.

The same idea appears in parchment. A chirograph was a document written out two or more times on a single sheet, with a word or pattern written across the gap between the copies. The sheet was then cut through that word, often along a wavy line, and each party took a copy. Authenticity was proved by fitting the edges back together. The indented cut survives in the legal word “indenture”.

The telegraph and the secret test

Long-distance communication sharpened the problem again. A telegram carried no seal, no handwriting and no physical token; it was simply text, transmitted by strangers. Banks that began moving money by telegraph in the nineteenth century needed a way to confirm that an instruction to pay really came from a correspondent bank.

Their answer was the test key: a private system, agreed in advance between two banks, for calculating a check number from details of the message such as the amount and the date. The receiving bank repeated the calculation. If the numbers matched, the instruction was accepted. The principle, a shared secret combined with the particulars of a single transaction, anticipates the way many modern authentication codes are generated.

The code on your phone

Set against this history, the text-message code looks less like a novelty and more like a synthesis. It combines three older ideas.

Like a seal or a tally half, it depends on possession: the code goes to a device or number that the account holder is expected to control. Like a Roman watchword, it is valid for only a short period and is then discarded. Like a telegraphic test, it is tied to a single transaction, one login or one sign-up, rather than being reused.

It also inherits the weaknesses of its ancestors. Seals could be stolen, watchwords overheard and tallies forged by a skilled hand. Phone numbers can be reassigned by carriers, intercepted or transferred to another SIM by fraud, which is why standards bodies such as the US National Institute of Standards and Technology have long treated text-message codes as a weaker form of authentication than dedicated hardware keys or authenticator apps.

There is one more parallel. Just as merchants in antiquity must sometimes have hesitated before pressing their personal seal onto a stranger’s jar, people today are often reluctant to hand their personal number to every service that asks for it. Some choose a temporary number for verification when signing up to something they only need once, keeping their main number for the accounts that matter. The instinct is an old one: separate the token that proves who you are from the places where it might be misused.

What the long view shows

Read across five thousand years, the history of proving identity at a distance is a history of trade-offs rather than solutions. Objects are strong but can be stolen. Shared knowledge is convenient but leaks. Every method that succeeds becomes worth attacking, and every attack produces a new method.

The clay sealings from Arslantepe and the six-digit code arriving on a phone belong to the same story. Both are attempts to leave a trace that only the right person could have left. Archaeologists read the first kind of trace to reconstruct how ancient administrations worked. Future historians will almost certainly do the same with ours.

Cover Image, Top Left: Credit: Cylinder Seal with a Seated Deity,, Walters Art Museum, CC BY-SA 3.0, Wikimedia Commons

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Beyond Pompeii: Exploring the Ancient World of Campania

At Pompeii, a street corner can be as absorbing as a famous fresco. A shop opens onto the pavement; a doorway leads into a house; the road continues towards a public square. Even without a roof overhead or a crowd in the street, the relationship between these spaces is often easy to follow. People lived here, sold things to their neighbours and walked to the same places every day. That sense of familiarity is a good reason to visit Pompeii. It is also a reason to look further across Campania. Herculaneum preserves materials that rarely survive in ancient towns. Paestum takes the story back to Greek settlement in southern Italy. In Naples, objects removed from the excavations restore some of the colour and detail missing from the buildings. Each visit changes what you notice at the next.

Pompeii, beyond the eruption

The eruption of Vesuvius in AD 79 dominates Pompeii’s reputation. Yet a visit becomes much more interesting when the question shifts from how the city ended to how it worked. Begin in the Forum. Religious buildings, commercial premises and spaces for public business gathered around this square. Their proximity matters: activities that a modern visitor might separate into worship, shopping and politics belonged to the same urban centre. One of the most revealing buildings bears the name of Eumachia, a priestess of Venus. An inscription records her role in funding it in her own name and that of her son. The building’s precise function remains debated, but its prominent position and dedication give a named woman a visible place in the city’s public life. The statue of Eumachia found there is now in Naples’ archaeological museum.
 
Away from the Forum, follow the connections between houses and streets. Where was the entrance? What could someone passing outside see? How close were commercial spaces to domestic rooms? These questions give even an unremarkable stretch of pavement something to say. It helps to choose a few buildings and examine them properly. Trying to reach every famous house can leave little time to understand any of them.

What survives at Herculaneum

Herculaneum rewards close attention to materials. The volcanic flows that engulfed the town carbonised wooden objects and architectural elements, preserving evidence that normally disappears as wood decays. Excavations have recovered doors, stairs, partitions and furniture, as well as food remains, textiles and ropes. These finds allow archaeologists to ask unusually detailed questions about the construction and furnishing of Roman homes. A wooden partition tells us something that a stone wall cannot: how residents could divide an interior without rebuilding it. The survival was uneven. Much of the wood is carbonised, while exceptional finds include parts of a wooden ceiling retaining traces of colour and gilding. Such material requires painstaking conservation; its presence today should not be mistaken for an untouched house simply waiting to be entered. Herculaneum also preserves evidence of people through writing. Wax tablets, inscriptions and graffiti record aspects of legal, commercial and social life. Alongside the buildings and household objects, they help replace anonymous inhabitants with individuals whose names and affairs can sometimes be recovered. Give Herculaneum its own place in the journey. Treating it as a quick second stop after Pompeii risks overlooking the very details that make it worth visiting.

Paestum and the Greek cities of southern Italy

South of Salerno, Paestum widens the historical frame. Founded by Greek settlers as Poseidonia, the city subsequently passed through Lucanian and Roman phases. Its three great Doric temples survive within a much larger urban site. The columns are the obvious attraction, but the spaces between the monuments deserve attention too. Sanctuaries occupied the northern and southern parts of the city. Political and economic activities took place between them, while residential areas completed the urban plan. Walking through Paestum means moving through these different uses of space. The temples also provide a useful lesson in how archaeological interpretations change. The building traditionally called the Basilica was a temple associated with Hera, not the civic structure imagined by eighteenth-century scholars. The name Temple of Neptune is likewise conventional: its original dedication remains uncertain. The temple in the northern sanctuary is associated with Athena. Those distinctions make the visit more interesting than a sequence of architectural labels. They show how names can persist long after the explanations behind them have been revised. Beyond the sanctuaries, look for the Roman Forum and the residential remains. They help explain how later inhabitants adapted an existing city. Paestum’s history continued long after its most photographed temples were built.

Why the journey belongs in Naples too

The National Archaeological Museum of Naples, usually known as MANN, holds objects that once formed part of the places encountered on these visits. Seeing the excavations and the collections together helps reconnect a room with its decoration, or a public building with the person commemorated inside it. (3/4)
 
The Alexander Mosaic is a particularly striking example. It came from Pompeii’s House of the Faun and depicts Alexander the Great confronting Darius III of Persia. Its original setting was a grand reception space in a private house. Remembering that setting changes the question from how the mosaic was made to what its owner wanted visitors to see. Other mosaics depict fish, theatrical masks or birds drinking from a bowl. Their subjects bring the discussion back from rulers and battles to the choices people made about their surroundings. Rather than attempt every collection, follow a connection that interests you: decoration from Pompeian houses, for example, or the objects associated with a building you have already visited. Check the museum’s current room openings if a particular work is central to your plans.

Planning a trip with time to look

Pompeii, Herculaneum and the Naples museum make a coherent group, while Paestum deserves a separate day rather than a hurried addition. Leave room between visits. After a morning among streets and houses, another extensive site can become a blur of walls. A museum visit on a different day gives the objects time to register; returning to the excavations afterwards may reveal details you previously passed without noticing. Carry the same question from place to place. Who paid for this building? How was this room used? Why did this object survive? Eumachia’s dedication, a wooden partition at Herculaneum and the changing names of Paestum’s temples offer very different answers. Together, they give a trip through Campania something more lasting than a list of monuments visited.

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700,000-year-old elephant tooth reveals a lost ecosystem shared by early humans in the levant

Tel-Hai University of Kiryat Shmona in the Galilee—A remarkably preserved elephant tooth previously recovered from Gesher Benot Ya’aqov (GBY-NBA) — a prehistoric site in northern Israel, where early humans made stone tools some 700,000 years ago — has now enabled researchers to reconstruct a lush landscape of woodlands, wetlands, and waterways from the Pleistocene. The findings provide a rare glimpse into the environment shared by giant elephants and some of the region’s earliest human populations.

The elephant remains were discovered alongside basalt handaxes and cleavers, hallmark tools of the Acheulian tradition, one of the earliest and most widespread stone-tool technologies in human history. Researchers combined multiple analytical techniques to reconstruct a resource-rich environment of woodlands, grasslands, wetlands, and waterways that helped sustain both large mammals and early humans along the Levantine land bridge connecting Africa and Eurasia.

Published in Quaternary Science Reviews, the study led by Hannah Farrell (a PhD candidate at Haifa University) focuses on findings from the excavation site of GBY-NBA by Prof. Gonen Sharon of Tel-Hai University of Kiryat Shmona in the Galilee and his colleagues. The research focuses on a giant elephant molar and tusk fragments discovered alongside Acheulian stone tools at Gesher Benot Ya’aqov (Daughters of Jacob Bridge), located in the Jordan Rift Valley, south of today’s Hula Valley in northern Israel. The remains belonged to Palaeoloxodon antiquus, the straight-tusked elephant, one of the largest land mammals of the Pleistocene. Rather than studying the elephant alone, researchers used the tooth as a biological archive to reconstruct the broader ecosystem shared by large mammals and early human toolmakers.

What an Ancient Ecosystem Reveals About Human Origins

According to Prof. Sharon, “understanding how humans and animals responded to environmental change hundreds of thousands of years ago helps us better understand the forces that shaped our species.”

Using CT scanning, 3D reconstruction, microscopic wear analysis, isotope geochemistry, and pollen studies, the team found evidence for a long-lasting landscape of woodlands, grasslands, marshes, rivers, and shallow-water habitats. Carbon isotope values suggest the elephant lived in a consistently well-watered environment, while pollen recovered from sediments revealed abundant wetland vegetation, including reeds, sedges, willow, tamarisk, and aquatic plants.

The findings indicate that the Hula Valley region formed part of a stable ecological refuge within the Levantine Corridor, the land bridge connecting Africa and Eurasia. Such environments likely provided reliable water and biological resources for wildlife and human groups moving through the region during the Pleistocene.

“The availability of water, vegetation, and animal resources shaped where humans and wildlife could survive,” Sharon says. “The wetlands, rivers, and woodlands of the Hula Valley helped sustain life along one of the world’s earliest migration corridors, offering a rare opportunity to understand the ecological conditions that supported both animals and human populations nearly 700,000 years ago.”

The study was conducted by PhD candidate Hannah Farrell of the University of Haifa at a site excavated by Prof. Gonen Sharon of Tel-Hai University of Kiryat Shmona in the Galilee, in collaboration with Cheryl A. Makarewicz (isotope studies) and Nimrod Marom (archaeozoology) from the University of Haifa, along with Minji Jin and Dafna Langgut (pollen studies) from Tel Aviv University.

About Tel-Hai University of Kiryat Shmona in the Galilee 

Tel-Hai University of Kiryat Shmona in the Galilee is a rapidly growing research university addressing challenges in food security, sustainable agriculture, engineering, artificial intelligence (AI), and more.

Through interdisciplinary applied research, academic excellence in a host of disciplines – including humanities, social sciences, and education – as well as close collaboration with industry and communities, Tel-Hai University of Kiryat Shmona in the Galilee is tackling some of the most pressing challenges of the 21st century, while positioning the Galilee as a global hub for innovation.

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The study was conducted by PhD candidate Hannah Farrell of the University of Haifa at a site excavated by Prof. Gonen Sharon of Tel-Hai University of Kiryat Shmona in the Galilee.  Credit: Photos and illustrations courtesy of Tel-Hai University of Kiryat Shmona in the Galilee and Hannah Farrell, University of Haifa

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The elephant remains were discovered alongside basalt handaxes and cleavers, hallmark tools of the Acheulian tradition, one of the earliest and most widespread stone-tool technologies in human history. Credit: Photos and illustrations courtesy of Tel-Hai University of Kiryat Shmona in the Galilee and Hannah Farrell, University of Haifa

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A remarkably preserved elephant tooth previously recovered from Gesher Benot Ya’aqov (GBY-NBA) — a prehistoric site in northern Israel, where early humans made stone tools some 700,000 years ago — has now enabled researchers to reconstruct a lush landscape of woodlands, wetlands, and waterways from the Pleistocene. The findings provide a rare glimpse into the environment shared by giant elephants and some of the region’s earliest human populations.  Credit: Photos and illustrations courtesy of Tel-Hai University of Kiryat Shmona in the Galilee and Hannah Farrell, University of Haifa

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The research focuses on a giant elephant molar and tusk fragments discovered alongside Acheulian stone tools at Gesher Benot Ya’aqov in northern Israel. The remains belonged to Palaeoloxodon antiquus, the straight-tusked elephant, one of the largest land mammals of the Pleistocene.  Credit: Photos and illustrations courtesy of Tel-Hai University of Kiryat Shmona in the Galilee and Hannah Farrell, University of Haifa

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The remains belong to Palaeoloxodon antiquus, the straight-tusked elephant, one of the largest land mammals of the Pleistocene.  Credit: Photos and illustrations courtesy of Tel-Hai University of Kiryat Shmona in the Galilee and Hannah Farrell, University of Haifa

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Article Source: Tel-Hai University of Kiryat Shmona in the Galilee news release.

*Elephant dental remains from the Acheulian site at North Bridge Acheulian–Gesher Benot Ya’aqov: hominin behavior and environmental implications, Quaternary Science Reviews, 10.1016/j.quascirev.2026.110277

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Wooden artifacts and imprints show a substantial role for Neanderthal woodworking in the Middle Paleolithic

American Association for the Advancement of Science (AAAS)—Wood imprints and charred remains of spears, trays, tripods, and an unusually shaped club uncovered at the Middle Paleolithic site of Abric Romaní in Spain suggest that woodworking may have been a key part of Neanderthal technology that paralleled the elaboration of stone tools, but is seldom preserved in the archaeological record. Palmira Saladié and colleagues describe the evidence of woodworking recovered from 16 layers of the site, dated between 62,000 and 40,000 years ago*. Much of the evidence comes from wooden imprints preserved by travertine incrustation, where calcium carbonate surrounds a wooden artifact that slowly decays and leaves an impression in the rock – which can preserve details down to the cellular level in some cases. Among wood imprints, charred wood imprints, and charred wooden remains, Saladié et al. documented tools and weapons such as spears and pointed sticks, domestic objects including a wooden tray, structural objects such as a tripod, and a club-like tool that appears unique within the prehistoric record. “Though relatively small, this collection of artefacts is notable for the varied morphology and functionality of the items that comprise it, demonstrating a remarkable technological versatility and the diversified exploitation of wood as a raw material,” the authors write.

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Drawing and recording work during the excavation of the wooden object at Abric Romaní.  Credit: Gerard Campeny / IPHES-CERCA.

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General view of the archaeological excavation at Abric Romaní, Capellades (Barcelona).  Credit: Gerard Campeny / IPHES-CERCA

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Drawing and recording work during the excavation of the wooden object from Abric Romaní interpreted as a wooden club. Credit: Gerard Campeny / IPHES-CERCA

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Drawing and recording work during the excavation of the wooden object from Abric Romaní interpreted as a digging stick. Credit: Gerard Campeny / IPHES-CERCA

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Prof. Dr. Eudald Carbonell with the wooden object from Abric Romaní interpreted as a wooden club. Credit: Gerard Campeny / IPHES-CERCA

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Article Source: AAAS news release.

*Neanderthal woodworking at Abric Romaní: Insights into the role of wood in a Middle Palaeolithic domestic context, Science Advances, 7-Oct-2026. www.science.org/doi/10.1126/sciadv.aeh2287

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Dice from Mesopotamia and familiar casino rules – what is known about gambling in antiquity

The earliest dice ever discovered were found in Mesopotamia and date to around 3000 BCE. Even then, the principle was simple and familiar: correctly guess a number or combination and you win. Egypt, Greece, Rome, and China developed this tradition into dozens of distinct games, many of which made their way recognizably into modern backgammon, lotteries, board strategies, and sports betting practices.

 

How this overview is structured: games, bets, prohibitions, and modern heirs

For each civilization, the same pattern emerges: the context of the era, popular pastimes, bets and their consequences, the response of authorities and society, and what has survived to the present day. Ancient Egypt stands first in this sequence, its gambling history proving just as long as the civilization itself.

Egypt: gambling on the banks of the Nile, from Senet to proto-roulette

The independent history of Ancient Egypt spans more than three millennia, from approximately 3150 BCE to its annexation by Rome in 30 BCE. In the longest-lived state of antiquity, gambling was a mass phenomenon and, at the same time, a persistent headache for the pharaonic administration.

What the pharaohs and their subjects played

The list of Egyptian games is striking both in its variety and in its resemblance to modern equivalents:

  • Mehen — a board with a spiral pattern in the shape of a serpent. According to one interpretation, players threw a ball and bet on where it would land (an obvious parallel with roulette); according to another, they moved along the spiral from “tail” to “head,” as in a classic race-style board game.
  • Seneth and Tiau — board games with pieces and rectangular boards, resembling checkers or chess. Tiau was compact and portable, while Seneth was bulkier and more prestigious.
  • Dice — the familiar multi-sided cubes, a universal game of prediction.
  • Habem-Hau — throwing discs into a bowl for money, and Horse and Jackal— a board simulation of horse racing.

Bets and personal possessions at stake

Egyptians wagered money or personal property on the outcome of each match. This was no harmless pastime: a loss could mean the real forfeiture of valuable belongings, turning every game into a risky venture.

A quarrel between two Seneth players that took place around 4,300 years ago was recorded directly on the wall of the tomb of Pephi-Ankh in the necropolis of Meir. This is considered the earliest written evidence in history of gambling loosening tongues.

Laws against gambling and punishments

Gambling was regarded by Egyptian authorities as a serious social problem. Numerous surviving papyri contain laws against gambling, and habitual players were sent to forced labor, which effectively meant enslavement.

Mehen, with its element of chance, echoes the concept of roulette; Seneth and Tiau resemble board strategies; and dice remain an enduring symbol of gambling to this day. Those same dice and wagers connect Egypt to another great civilization — Ancient Greece.

Greece: when even the gods cast lots

In Greek mythology, Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades divided the heavens, the oceans, and the underworld among themselves by casting lots. The heroes of the Trojan War, Achilles and Ajax, played dice right beneath the walls of the besieged city. If gods and demigods did not shun gambling, it was nearly impossible for ordinary mortals to resist.

The main games: from backgammon floors to ancient tic-tac-toe

  • Tilia — a forerunner of modern backgammon. The key difference: the board could be part of a stone floor rather than a separate wooden panel.
  • Triassic — an equivalent of tic-tac-toe played on reusable compact boards.
  • Guessing games — odds and evens, heads or tails, and other simple games of chance.
  • Betting on athletic contests and horse racing, which drew large crowds of spectators.

Philosophers and scholars were fierce opponents of gambling, yet the celebrated Homer was, by contrast, known as a great enthusiast of it. An outright ban on gambling existed in only one city-state (polis) — the austere Sparta. The Romans borrowed much from the Greeks and gave it new names.

Rome: prohibitions on paper, gambling everywhere

Ancient Rome borrowed Greek gambling games almost wholesale, equipping them with new names:

  • Mill Wheel replaced Trias.
  • Duodecim and Tabula became local versions of backgammon.
  • Dice, guessing games, and betting on gladiatorial combat and horse racing remained everyday pastimes.

Roman law formally prohibited gambling and punished violators. Yet the population’s love of gambling proved stronger than any prohibition.

Pompeii: a stone menu as a game board

In one Pompeii restaurant, the stone menu was laid out so that it could double as a board for Duodecim. Patrons played in plain sight without arousing suspicion, while the establishment gained a loyal clientele. Duodecim survived almost unchanged to the present day under the name backgammon, and dice became the foundation for dozens of games of throw and wager.

China: cards, dominoes, Mahjong, and bets that changed history

In modern China, most gambling games are strictly prohibited, yet it was here that dominoes and playing cards were invented. Some researchers have put forward the hypothesis that Chinese monks played a role in creating a prototype of roulette, though this theory remains contested.

Betting across all social strata

The nobility preferred horse racing, while common people placed wagers on dog racing and cockfighting. This social gradation of betting mirrored a pattern familiar from other civilizations as well.

Games that have survived to the present day

  • Mahjong — according to legend, invented by Confucius himself. The objective: assemble a winning combination of 14 tiles before one’s opponents.
  • Guo (weiqi) — a classic strategic board game.
  • Sic bo — a Chinese variation of dice.
  • Pai gow and Tian gou — variants of dominoes.

Keno as a state project

The lottery Keno emerged during a prolonged war and the construction of the Great Wall of China. Its popularity allowed the treasury to be replenished rapidly, financing the completion of the monumental construction project and securing military victory.

A loss that triggered a coup

In 926, a soldier named Huangfu Hui suffered heavy gambling losses and found himself deep in debt. In desperation, he took his own general hostage and forced him to launch a rebellion. The emperor’s adoptive brother joined the insurgents, seized the palace, and took the throne, while Huangfu received a high government position. A gambling debt became a political trigger and rewrote the history of an entire dynasty.

Ancient games today: what has remained unchanged across civilizations

Dice proved to be a universal format of chance, uniting all four civilizations. Backgammon under various names — Tilia, Duodecim, Tabula — demonstrates the durability of one and the same game principle across millennia. Lotteries such as Keno functioned from the very beginning as instruments of revenue collection, and betting on spectacles — from Egyptian horse racing to Roman gladiatorial combat — was a mass habit long before the advent of bookmakers. Prohibitions recurred in each of the civilizations examined, yet gambling invariably found ways around them, turning a stone menu into a game board and a monastic cell into a laboratory for new games.

From stone floors to digital platforms

The journey from Mesopotamian dice to the modern industry took roughly five thousand years, but the key shifts occurred within the last two centuries. In the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries, the first gambling houses appeared in Europe, and by the mid-twentieth century land-based casinos had become a fully-fledged economic sector with centers in Las Vegas, Monte Carlo, and Macau. With the spread of the internet in the 1990s, however, a significant share of players moved online. Today, iGaming is actively developing in dozens of countries, from the United Kingdom and Malta to Japan and Australia. Competition in mature markets compels operators to attract audiences with ever more generous terms. According to industry sources, australian online casino no deposit bonuses are being offered with increasing frequency, reflecting market saturation and the struggle for every new user.

The mechanics are essentially the same as thousands of years ago: give a person the chance to try a game without serious risk so that they return again. Ancient Egyptian dice and the Pompeii menu-board solved exactly the same problem, simply by different means.

Despite the fact that the mechanics of gambling have converged, its format has changed radically. The digital nature of these entertainments has made them a true mainstream phenomenon. It can therefore be said that gambling has never been as popular as it is today.

Cover Image, Top: Ancient Roman dice players. WolfgangRieger, Wikimedia Commons

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Modern forensic methods reveal human sacrifice in ancient Egypt

Frontiers—Scientists have confirmed that numerous burials clustered around First Dynasty tombs in Abydos, Egypt, reveal the sacrifice of royal household members after the death of kings. These graves were excavated in the 1920s by Flinders Petrie, who suspected that so many people couldn’t have died of natural causes simultaneously — but found no corroborating evidence of fatal wounds. Now reassessment of a sample of skulls from the site, using modern forensic methods, indicates that at least 39% of these individuals may have been deliberately killed by blows to the head.  

“I was drawn to these retainers partly because, even though they were buried around royalty, they are mostly relegated to footnotes in the grander narrative,” said Dr Roselyn Campbell of Purdue University, author of the article in Frontiers in Environmental Archaeology and of a forthcoming book, State-sanctioned Violence and Human Sacrifice in Early Dynastic Egypt (Routledge Press). “Who were these people and how did they view the ruler and their own role in his or her life and death?” 

A cold case 

The funerary complexes at Abydos were built around 3000 BCE by the first kings of a unified Egypt. In addition to the royal tombs themselves, the complexes consisted of chamber tombs and enclosures probably used for funerary rituals, as well as subsidiary burials surrounding the tombs and enclosures.  

“Each subsidiary burial was a simple chamber in a row of dozens of others,” said Campbell. “Some people had a simple coffin. Most people had a few grave goods, like ceramic vessels, and many graves also included small objects like copper tools, projectile points, or small ivory figurines. Petrie found a few grave markers that had names and sometimes official titles on them. The titles seem to mostly refer to lower- or mid-level officials as well as artisans.” 

The sheer number of these subsidiary graves — some burials are surrounded by hundreds — made Petrie suspect that the burials reflected retainer sacrifice.  

“Retainer sacrifice is a type of human sacrifice where those close to a ruler are killed when the ruler dies,” explained Campbell. “In many cultures, retainer sacrifice is practiced because of beliefs that the sacrificed individuals will continue to serve the ruler in some kind of afterlife, but retainer sacrifice can also be a visceral display of the ruler’s power. Some retainers might have volunteered to die to achieve eternal life or honor, others may have been chosen or even forced.” 

But Petrie found no evidence of lethal trauma, which cast doubt on his hypothesis. To try and solve this mystery, Campbell set out to find the remaining evidence from Petrie’s excavations and assess it using modern forensic knowledge.  

Fresh evidence 

Petrie kept meticulous records, but he reburied most of the remains he excavated, retaining the skulls, some of which he sent to the UK. Campbell found 46 of these in the Duckworth Collection at Cambridge University and re-examined them, identifying crucial new evidence of violence. 18 of the 46 crania showed evidence of significant cranial trauma — linear fractures which Petrie seems to have mistaken for naturally-caused damage. Advances in forensic science allow us to recognize them as perimortem injuries.  

“The injuries on the preserved crania are generally linear fractures, which would likely cause rapid unconsciousness, internal bleeding, and death,” said Campbell, who also reported evidence of sharp-force trauma on some of the 18 skulls, including a chopping injury to one individual’s eye. 

We don’t know how these deaths happened. Egyptian kings are often depicted smiting their enemies with a mace, but these retainers weren’t their enemies, and a mace would have caused depressed fractures. Linear fractures are generally caused by a flat, wide weapon, or a fall — but falling hard enough to create a cranial fracture would probably have broken other bones, which should have been visible in Petrie’s photographs or recorded in his notes.  

We also don’t know what happened to the other retainers. Some could have died naturally. Alternatively, they may have been killed in a way that isn’t visible skeletally — like asphyxiation — or in a way that we would be able to detect if we could examine the rest of their skeleton. 

 “If I had unlimited resources, I would love to figure out where the bodies of these individuals might be and analyze them!” said Campbell. “Still, this study shows how much new information about the past can be revealed when we revisit previous data armed with updated methods and knowledge, even for datasets that are incomplete and imperfect like this one.” 

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Article Source: Frontiers news release.

*New Data from Old Bones: Using Bioarchaeology and Forensics to Reassess Legacy Data from Ancient Abydos, Egypt, Frontiers in Environmental Archaeology.  10.3389/fearc.2026.1858940

Cover Image, Top: Aidan McRae Thomson, CC BY-SA 2.0, Wikimedia Commons