Erotic Pottery/Huacos
Mochican Era (100-700 A.D.)
Friday, December 31, 2010
Dancing Devata, Metropolitan Museum , NYC
Celestial dancing figure.
India, early 12th Century
Area of Uttar Pradesh and Madya Pradesh
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Roxy Paine, Maelstorm
Deleuzian Dream
Cranes are moving up and down;
branches landing on the concrete ground,
a tree just planted
Genealogy is unknown
A network of hybrid connections,
welded together like web, no beginning, no end
Structure is unknown
an abstract machine, nomadic, growing sporadic
state of becoming...
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Monday, December 27, 2010
Museo Larco, Lima, Peru
Psychological states ( "portrait " pottery/huacos)
Mochican Art (100-700 A.D)
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Bedri Rahmi Eyuboglu
Sakal Makal
Yahut
Aferin Oglum Ahmet
Bu yolda devam et
Herifcioglu Sen Misel'de kovuvermis sakali
Neylesin Bizim koyu, nitsin Mahmut Makal'i
Esmeri, sarisini, kumrali, kuzguni karasi
Cebinde dort dilberin telefon numarasi
Bir elinde telefon, bir elinde kesesi
Uyyy! yesin onu ninesi
yesin onu ninesi.
Bedri Rahmi Eyuboglu
1913-1975
Karadutum, catal karam, cingenem
nartanem, nur tanem, bir tanem
Agac isem dalimsin salkim sacak
Petek isem balimsin agulum
gunahimsim, vebalimsin
Dili mercan, dizi mercan, disi mercan
yoluna bir can koydugum
Gokte araraken yerde buldugum
Karadutum, catal karam, cingenem,
daha ne olacaktin bir tanem
Gulen ayvam, aglayan narimsin,
kadinim , kisragim, karimsin.
Detail Photos from Ronchamp (1 )
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Poetry, after all, is the feast which life offers those who know how to receive with their eyes and hearts, and understand.*
Le Corbusier once said: good architecture, "walks" and "moves." He was right; The Chapel of Ronchamp goes a step further; "sings" & "dances"
I arrived at the grounds of the Chapel early in the morning. There were only few visitors timidly circling around the building, as if any harsh movement of their bodies will damage the sacredness of the place. I was reckless, filled with angst; when it comes to religious maters, feeling of devotion is rather bleak to me, on the other hand, I felt reverence for the place and its architecture. Quickly I circled around the building few times, I needed to see it all at once. From the distance, I heard the sound of hymns, they must be coming from inside, I headed to the Chapel's entrance, there I recognized the sound of Hallelujah. I cautiously stepped in, the place was empty, except for a young couple sitting on the pews, about the middle of the Chapel. I quietly walked around to find out the source of the sound, there were nobody else except the three of us, but the sound was echoing around with strange up and down pitches, then the sound stopped. Now there was total silence, a big void that lasted few moments, there was a mysterious fusion of colors coming through the painted glass windows. Blue, yellow, green and red lights reflecting on the furniture and walls. A moment later the guy sitting next to the woman got up and walked towards the corner where the bell tower is located; he positioned himself facing the wall, only few inches away from the surface, I turned around to see his partner, she was gone. I was curious, I walked around to see her, I found her standing in front of another wall, as her partner closely facing the wall. A second later the hallelujah sound was back. I got closer to the woman, only few feet away standing next to her I noticed movements of her lips, she wasn't singing; she was whispering to the wall, then she stopped, this time the sound was emanating from the other side, traveling through the curved walls of the chapel and spreading into the air. Then I realized it wasn't just only the unusual form and appearance of the Chapel of Ronchamp what made the building one of the most recognized symbols of Modern Architecture, but also Le Corbusier's unyielding genius to understand what does it take to make great Architecture. Yes! this was the architecture which the idea of pilgrimage was worth to dream for.
Le Corbusier dijo una vez: la buena arquitectura camina y se mueve. Tenia razon, y la Iglesia de Ronchamp va mas alla: canta y baila.
Llegue a la capilla temprano en la manana. Habian algunos timidos visitantes dando vueltas alrededor del edicio, como con miedo a danar lo sagrado del lugar.Yo estaba impaciente, lleno de angustia: cuando de cosas religiosas se trata, mis sentimientos de devocion son muy debiles pero de cierta manera, sentia gran reverencia por el lugar.Di varias vueltas al edificio rapidamente, queria verlo todo. A la distancia, el sonido de himnos saliendo del edificio me atrajeron. Adentro de la capilla, reconoci el Alleluya. El lugar estaba desierto, solo una joven pareja, sentada en el medio de la capilla. Camine alrededor tratando de entender de donde venia el sonido.De pronto se hizo silencio, un espacio que duro varios minutos. Luces rojas, amarillas, azules y verdes provevientes de las ventanas se reflejaban en las paredes. Un momento despues, el joven se levanto y se coloco frente a una pared, la cara a escasas pulgadas de la superficie. Me di vuelta buscando a su pareja, no estaba.Tuve curiosidad, camine buscandola hasta que la encontre, en otra pared, igual que su companero, con la cara muy cerca de la pared. Me puse al lado y note que movia los labios y otra vez el sonido de los alleluias, pero ella no cantaba, solo muy despacito le susurraba a la pared, cuando se detuvo, el sonido llegaba de la otra pared, viajando por las curvas paredes de la capilla.
Me di cuenta entonces que no solo la forma inusual del edificio hace de Ronchamp uno de los clasicos de la arquitectura moderna, sino el genio de Le Corbusier para comprender que es lo que se necesita para crear una Gran Arquitectura.
Si, esta arquitectura hace la idea de una peregrinacion un sueno que vale la pena.
*Le Corbusier, "Films in the Classicist Tradition, "brochure, Fall 1946. Reprinted in Veve A Clark, Milicent Hodson, and Catrina Neiman, The Legend of Maya Deren: A documentary Biography and collected works, Vol.1, Part 2 Chambers, 1942-1947(New York: Anthology Film Archives/Film Culture 1988), p.407
Saturday, December 25, 2010
The Doors of Ronchamp
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| SMO©2008 These detail photos were taken from the pivoted doors used at Chapel of Notre Dame du Haut, Ronchamp, France. The Chapel has been built in 1955 by the Architect Le Corbusier. Last year I traveled to Ronchamp to see the building. There was no direct trains to Ronchamp from Paris; I took the train, stopped at the Lure, another small town located 12km away from Ronchamp, from there I took a cab to Ronchamp. My cab driver was a middle aged woman who knew only few words of English. I only spoke few words of French. Our short ride, only lasted 15 minutes, was quite pleasant. I asked few questions in English she responded with a smile and moving her head up and down. I did not know which one meant to be yes, and others no. |
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