tirsdag den 24. august 2010

sunday sytmens: more than a wall

sunday sytmens: more than a wall: "the definition of a wall is , a solid structure thatdefines and protects an area. the word protection already wakes the image ofsolidness in..."

more than a wall

the definition of a wall is , a solid structure that
defines and protects an area.

the word protection already wakes the image of
solidness in your thoughts.




however people with some creative imagination can form the function of the wall into an artistic piece of work. take the one I have seen in the western mountains in turkey, where with removing some stones you get two functions , pets and chickens and rain water pass through
without serious problems, genius and dynamic to look at.

or take the ones I have seen in ireland a stone sculpture , almost transparent. or the one in
vietnam , looking at it from the top makes you wonder if they expect you to see from there .....
it is a curved sculpture .










they all are define and protect an area , but with some extra thought and an artistic dimension.

walls are dynamic sculptures in the nature try and find some it`s fun.


























fredag den 20. august 2010

virtuosity of carpenters

without loving what you do it would be impossible to
produce this masterpiece.
one of the jewels I have ever seen in my numerous travels around the world is in kizhi island in karelia, russia.



















this church of the transfiguration built in 1714 demonstrates the masterwork of periods carpenters, who were able to construct these very complex shapes and amazingly harmonious curves of twenty two
onion shaped domes clad in aspen wood tiles without even using a single nail.







this island is an example of a civilization based on wood and the wood came from far away.

this is why I argue that you can not achieve a work like this without love , love of what you
do ......









a great place to visit.

fredag den 13. august 2010

sunday sytmens: onion domes of russian churches

sunday sytmens: onion domes of russian churches: "although russian icons painted before the mongol invasion of russia do not feature churches with onion domes where did this beautiful shape ..."

onion domes of russian churches

although russian icons painted before the mongol invasion of russia do not feature churches with onion domes where did this beautiful shape came from.


















did the russians borrowed it from
muslim countries like khanate of kazan when ivan the terrible conquered them.







can it be these onion domes are shaped so they prevent snow piling on them, pure utilitarian.

onion domes often appear
in groups of three, representing holy trinity or five representing jesus christ and the four evangelists .









what ever the reason might be they are beautiful and very characteristic of russia and its churches. they are like one guide put it " burning candles " on top of these beautiful churches .


onsdag den 11. august 2010

sunday sytmens: life along the russian rivers

sunday sytmens: life along the russian rivers: "no matter what the rivers flow, they no nothing about politics, changes in the systems... even the geography do not effect on them. in 10 da..."

life along the russian rivers

no matter what the rivers flow, they no nothing about politics, changes in the systems... even the geography do not effect on them. in 10 days almost without even remarking we rise 80 meters up.
I have been to russia many times but never sailed in the rivers . this is a very pleasant way to experience this gigantic country. the small villages and hamlets look innocent from a distance.
it is like watching a film rolling from a rear window. scenery changes all the time while you sit still with your what ever you are drinking in your hand .
early in the morning the mist brings even more picturesque view in front of you. no sound no color yet not even a bird around everything is sleeping only the river flows on , you stay still.

here and there more hamlets , some times a tiny path takes the family down to the beach.
one is always near to the beach as we watch from the back side of the villages only the spires or the onion domes of the churches give away where the center lies.
the sun goes down with majestical colors , asking you to wait for the next glorious day with excitement.





bridges binding two side of a village . a nudist in the midst of a
green beach, people enjoying the cool water in the river or burning the rubbish... a still and peaceful life.
constructing the lock-chambers are sometimes costly , you realize this when you see a church ruin in the midst of the river.



but life goes on the rivers no matter what, it runs so deep and free.
I wish the river had tongue so it can talk and tell stories or read a poem may be even tell the story of the " bronze horseman " by pushkin ;

" out of the gulf the neva turned back, angry,turbulent and swamped the island. the water raged more fiercely neva swelled up and roared......."

while gribojedov , our ship sailed along villages
hamlets, beaches where friendly people waived, sun went down moon came up the river flowed away deep and free as it did thousands of years.