Museo Larco, Lima, Peru (4)

Erotic Pottery/Huacos

Mochican Era (100-700 A.D.)

Dancing Devata, Metropolitan Museum , NYC

Celestial dancing figure.

India, early 12th Century

Area of Uttar Pradesh and Madya Pradesh 

Walt Disney Concert Hall

SMO©2010

Deleuzian Dream  Machine (2)

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...

 

Ephesus Museum, Selcuk, Turkey

Domitian Status (81-96 A.D.)

Detail Photos from Ronchamp (2)

Painted Windows

Lima, Peru

Rooftop Sceneries

Museo de Arqueologia, Antropologia, Lima, Peru

SMO©2010

Window Reflections

Museo Larco, Lima, Peru (3)

Erotic Pottery/Huacos

Mochican Era (100-700A.D.)

Museo Larco, Lima, Peru (2)

Psychological States

Portrait Pottery- Mohican Era (100-700 A.D.)

Museo Larco, Lima, Peru

Psychological states ( "portrait " pottery/huacos)

Mochican Art (100-700 A.D)

BAYSIDE , NY, SNOW STORM Day 2

  Bayside New York Nothing moves

The day after Christmas

 Bayside Train Station, New York, 26/12/2010

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 )

...

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 

Detail Photos from Ronchamp (3 )

SMO©2006

The Doors of Ronchamp

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.