Monday, June 13, 2011
Paris - Day 6 etc (et cetera)
Eiffel, aglow with her feminine aspect, in the evening; as seen here, occassionally, with that other great illuminator, Moon. Here she is, looking like a gigantic, angry triffid, about to strike down tourists.
Observez vous, the bright underbelly of la Tour:
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As opposed to the dark underbelly of le Tour:
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Paris, Day 5
This is a knife, made from stone and the canine tooth of a hippopotamus; the blade is stone and the handle, tooth. It was made about 5,300 years ago. The handle has carved decorations, on one side depicting scenes of war, the other depicting scenes of a hunt.
A depiction of the gods of ancient Egypt, Isis, Osiris and Horus, rendered in gold and lapis lazuli.
H and I went to le Louvre, for many hours.
Mona Lisa Revealed!
I was in the room shared by la Gi0conda. She was behind the plastic screen for protection. There was a horde constantly gazing, reaching and flashing.
There is something that I sense about that painting that is not possible to perceive by looking at pictures of it. It is a painting of two halves, left and right, with Her in the middle.
There is something that I sense about that painting that is not possible to perceive by looking at pictures of it. It is a painting of two halves, left and right, with Her in the middle.
I was looking, from a distance since getting close was very difficult, at that enigmatic countenance, this knowing, almost smug look. She knows what is behind her. Then it occurred to me that the answer to the riddle of Mona Lisa is that it is a self-portrait.
It is a characterisation of da Vinci of himself, by himself. The look is of the knowledge of his mastery of the natural and manufactured worlds, mixed with recognition that he is subject to its vagaries. That mastery was far beyond, and gained independently of, the efforts of his earthmates. The choice of gender for the portrayal is a reflection of his feeling 'otherness', of being separated from the society in which he lived, for surely da Vinci, possibly the smartest creature to ever walk the earth, must have felt a disconnection from the world of ordinary people.
So, there it is.
Other Observations in Le Louvre
Digital Cameras seem to have destroyed more than just the photographic film industry. People were seen, many times, walking to an object or a room, flashing their camera at it after some deliberation over the composition of the photograph, then walking on without giving the thing observed any consideration. Any such activity must be delayed until the image is displayed ( see Mona Lisa Revealed, above).
One man, with his wife and one or more children, had a small digital camera and, what I gather was, an iPad with its very large image screen. His wife was loudly exhorting him to stop using at least one of them, claiming that it was stupid of him to be taking photographs with two cameras at once. He refused, telling her that one took better photographs than the other. One can only infer that one camera took better pictures in some places, the other in others. Which was which could not be determined in advance, obviously.
Favourite Things Du Louvre
The blade was shaped and sharpened by chipping the stone.
It was found in Abydos, an ancient Egyptian city.
Horus is their son and is the little god on the pedestal of lapis lazuli. Isis and Osiris were related through more than marriage; they were sister and brother.
The height of the statuette is about 15cm.
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Paris, Day 2
I collected Helen from CDG airport on the 3rd. We dropped her stuff at the apartment (20th arrondissement), then headed off, on foot and by Metropolitain, toward the Champs Elysees.
Helen was amazed at the buildings, the streets, the cafes, just as I was when I first saw it all.
We went up to the Etoile and stood watching the traffic for some time. I remember seeing, some years ago, a man on a bicycle, with an infant on the back in a baby seat, traverse this gigantic roundabout without lines.
On the way back, we had some ice-cream at that ice-cream place. Ice-cream is always good in France.
Helen slept for a long time that night.
We returned at about 11pm, which was a pretty good effort on Helen's part, given that she had just comefrom Australia on a non-stop journey.
Helen was amazed at the buildings, the streets, the cafes, just as I was when I first saw it all.
We went up to the Etoile and stood watching the traffic for some time. I remember seeing, some years ago, a man on a bicycle, with an infant on the back in a baby seat, traverse this gigantic roundabout without lines.
On the way back, we had some ice-cream at that ice-cream place. Ice-cream is always good in France.
Helen slept for a long time that night.
We returned at about 11pm, which was a pretty good effort on Helen's part, given that she had just comefrom Australia on a non-stop journey.
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