Dead Nature
The visit of a nice, pretty and funny girl has been the highlight of my weekend.
Yat Wan has been travelling in Australia for 3 weeks and concluded her visit in Sydney from where she flew back to New Zealand... and on Saturday in Sydney she was, as I would say to her, lucky enough to meet me!!
There are places I've lived in less than 3 months but which I have shown around with more confidence: this time, strong of her previous short and only visit in Sydney back in May, Yat Wan was actually my cicerone: we walked the Darling Harbour, had a closer looked at the Opera House, performed on the street and at the museum (I liked contemporary art where the spectator becomes, as I did, part of the sculpture!)... We saw some photos show and quickly entered the Museum of New South West (the Australian's state with Sydney as capital)...
I found out that Still Life (kind of painting where you see a basket of fruit on the table) is known to me as Dead Nature... in fact, that's what you get if you literally translate from Italian to English.
So I did my small homework: the origins of Still Life are from the Italian Caravaggio... I have no clue who first named the style but Italian art was quite relevant at those times (back to 16th and 17th century)... probably earlier than English, Dead Nature was, I guess, translated in Dutch/German, maybe French... guess it took a while to get to the English version.
Anyway, I just like the idea of the strong contrast two language use to describe the same thing: dead vs life... I wonder how much of a culture meaning this small thing carries on it: are Italians more pessimists? Or realist?.. And why am I so fascinated particularly by this contrast of life and death? Ages ago I read "Pereira Declares" by Antonio Tabucchi were a simple, but still striking, concept was express: that death is the limit of life, and giving life a limit means giving it a meaning!
Well, back to some life: my Saturday night: the view from the Opera bar is one of the best you can get in Sydney... with Yat Wan and other people we spent a couple of hours there and then moved to another pub, where the live singer was too good to last enough (we actually got there too late!)... at 2am I sailed off and left a really good Saturday behind: in a few hours a sunburning morning was to be the frame of my re-starting of some tennis after years since last time I played!
Yat Wan has been travelling in Australia for 3 weeks and concluded her visit in Sydney from where she flew back to New Zealand... and on Saturday in Sydney she was, as I would say to her, lucky enough to meet me!!
There are places I've lived in less than 3 months but which I have shown around with more confidence: this time, strong of her previous short and only visit in Sydney back in May, Yat Wan was actually my cicerone: we walked the Darling Harbour, had a closer looked at the Opera House, performed on the street and at the museum (I liked contemporary art where the spectator becomes, as I did, part of the sculpture!)... We saw some photos show and quickly entered the Museum of New South West (the Australian's state with Sydney as capital)...
I found out that Still Life (kind of painting where you see a basket of fruit on the table) is known to me as Dead Nature... in fact, that's what you get if you literally translate from Italian to English.
So I did my small homework: the origins of Still Life are from the Italian Caravaggio... I have no clue who first named the style but Italian art was quite relevant at those times (back to 16th and 17th century)... probably earlier than English, Dead Nature was, I guess, translated in Dutch/German, maybe French... guess it took a while to get to the English version.
Anyway, I just like the idea of the strong contrast two language use to describe the same thing: dead vs life... I wonder how much of a culture meaning this small thing carries on it: are Italians more pessimists? Or realist?.. And why am I so fascinated particularly by this contrast of life and death? Ages ago I read "Pereira Declares" by Antonio Tabucchi were a simple, but still striking, concept was express: that death is the limit of life, and giving life a limit means giving it a meaning!
Well, back to some life: my Saturday night: the view from the Opera bar is one of the best you can get in Sydney... with Yat Wan and other people we spent a couple of hours there and then moved to another pub, where the live singer was too good to last enough (we actually got there too late!)... at 2am I sailed off and left a really good Saturday behind: in a few hours a sunburning morning was to be the frame of my re-starting of some tennis after years since last time I played!
1 Comments:
You always have all these good ideas.
Thanks again sculpture! :)
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