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Edvard Munch. Forest (1903)

"I have not been any. One has died and another was killed. Just live it was necessary to kill"

"Varykino is it not a lost place the forest, where nothing ever happens? "

( Doctor Zhivago, Boris Pasternak ).

- I -

Suppose that in a fairly rigorous perception of love or friendship (let the difference between them for another day), it is the friend we refusing to pass the necessary words the bad shot or witness our presence and esteem. Say, therefore, that if called to the house of a friend found her dead fire and tells us not expecting us, friendship is by definition shattered and fragmented into a thousand crystals (not that reflect colors but the cutting). Friendship was a bad dream and our claim ridiculous. I do not think we are very strict if we require the concept of friendship that test: in the darkness to clear a space around the fire to homes and company for the night.

Well, this consideration of the friendship shown to us clearly insufficient if we consider that the denial of a friend does not have to destroy the friendship. A sacred history I refer: Peter denied Jesus three times and punched his face in shame just for desserts of the ultimate betrayal. And yet, no longer the chosen, the representative of God on earth or stone that stands the geology of the community.

Love and friendship does not fit in our attempts to understand, either in image or word. The reality is a vibration or oscillation feature that makes all conceptualization can be questioned ("not exactly true) or denied (" No is that it is not that "). Uncertainty art and writing ....

This allows us to conclude that:

• poetics of silence or blank canvas is lodged in the origin our attempts art itself: the words and images are overwhelmed by the vibration of things (our inability or lack of creative ability is certainly as bad excuse, such as denial of a friendship by a misunderstanding).

• the use of writing as a therapeutic element is doomed to failure because the word can not handle the complexity of emotions and turns all that on " clown expression. "Put another way: the writer should forget cure and focus on the search for an artistic device, a fiction in which show the primacy of form unsatisfied.

"... Art is always at the service of beauty and beauty is happiness to master the form. The way the budget is organic existence. All that is alive should be, to exist, shape, and so the art, even tragic art is the story of happiness, a happiness so tragic and tears filled my head was tired and Dorida " (Doctro Zhivago, B. Pasternak)

-II -

In the death of Yuri Andreyevich Zhivago returns to the stage - becoming silent engine of his funeral - the beloved (or friend in the fatality) Larisa Feodorovna, Yuri separate for more than a decade and lived somewhere across the world. Lara's appearance certainly providential meaning loaded ... Or this is a clumsy deus ex machina ? Where does the literary and poetic license to force providential coincidences and meetings? Someone really important in our life in this casually our funeral to arrange flowers and kiss the forehead rigid (slack the way) is incredible for a fairly healthy intellect.

only divine providence or poetic fiction can Show us this fact without provoking laughter. Or rather, that Providence is not poetic or cancel the laughter of these incidents. It happens that stop the teasing into a state of significance that builds a theological or aesthetic idea:

"By an aesthetic idea I mean that representation of the imagination that gives much thought, without, obstantem, you may be right ; any particular thought, that is, no concept "(I. Kant. Critique of Judgement)

As friendship denied that, however, remains strong beyond their definition, art (or religion, as we are with Zhivago) is always the edge of laughter in these impossibilities poetry taking place at the edge of our belief and the facts become significant . be significant: the sobering in ... nothing concrete. A step further by forcing the story would make all the engine is broken - because it violates the " primacy of form."

"Pasternak Bankruptcy with that as unlikely and providential fact, the presence of Lara at the funeral of Yuri? I think not. What unites Lara and Yuri Zhivago is the friendship that get caught in its definition and, tying them both to a strange fatality, ritual requires the presence Zhivago Lara's right when he dies. Ritualism save chance. It is true that to reach this providential coincidence Zhivago should die without heroism, on the street and surrounded by the absurdity of the modern world (a streetcar that had horns). The required to pay this tax century of humiliation. But Larisa has its place in the funeral of the man who is left to die not stop believing - when everything is wrong because - precisely because of the primacy of form and harmony in the world.

"Never in the moments of happiness freer and forgotten, had left the top and exciting: the satisfaction with the harmony of the world, the feeling of being in relationship with him, to participate in beauty the whole show, of the universe.
lived their participation. And so the domination of man over nature worship and idolatry of man never drew them. The principles of false worship transformed social policy, they seemed a very miserable thing and no one understood them "( Pasternak, Doctor Zhivago)

causes we not laugh belief Zhivago and Lara, they have just fallen all the scum that left the armored train in history? Is not it ridiculous that the poet makes the woman appear at the end point? Is not it stupid that love and friendship are extended beyond their breaks, on the other side of the three denials of San Pedro, beyond all that writing may agree to refer to and mean? In the suspense of laughter ... our hope dwells poetically.



we would say - with Lara and Zhivago - winning the friendship and love History.

Rita Pavone - Dove non so (subject di Lara) (1967)

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understand our urban landscapes will always depend on our attention and care depends largely on speed that printed in our daily lives and our work. When we "speed" on the table are other words often appear simplification, homogenization, predictability, trivialization ... The importance of design in urban landscapes has to do with our culture of communication. If we consider that culture is a waiver of speedy solutions and rudimentary might think that our "culture of communication" has a lot to do with our ability to weave and bind worlds, a broad vision that allows us to transcend the solution "clever" to come solutions "beautiful, useful and understandable."

communicative capacity of the urban landscape is strongly related to the ability of the issuer, who designs, and the receiver, who looks, watches, crosses, live ...

The urban landscape is a organic complex. This means that consists of multiple relationships rarely comprehensible at first glance. A performance that aspires to be recognized and valued can not address the space as if it were a blank canvas. Requires a certain amount of responsibility and respect for the place to try and, essentially, to the people who make use of that space. The transformation and enjoy the city's public spaces can be programmed according to tactics more or less contrasting but ultimately will be people who endow with meaning, cultured, everything built, rebuilt, restored and / or rehabilitated in the city.

FUTURE The association has scheduled for next February 2, 2011, in the Faculty of Philosophy and Letters, a panel discussion in which approached from the perspective of geography and urban landscape architecture in the cultural river of Cordoba. A meeting which aims to provide precisely that information and communication by which we advocate.

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artificial light love is forced to work day ....

At six o'clock in winter (1912), John Sloan

"And yet, come on each other hastily, as if they have nothing in common, nothing to do between them, the only convention that unites them, unspoken, is that each hold the right to march down the street, so that the two streams, marching in opposite directions collide if not " (Engels, quoted by Benjamin, London and significant on site - perhaps trial riddled with errors - in The situation of the working class in England ).

Sloan says that's six in winter, and I must confess that at first I thought he was referring to six in the morning. Then I realized that at six o'clock in winter, it is night. I hump not fall into these simple things tontuna sometimes justify my saying that I am a farm boy but I was raised in a factory for spinning and artificial silk. I see the world going to work at six in the evening unmoved.

I think the train heads to the left. A group matted and gray world soul congested during rush hour while climbing into the wagons. Passers that we face, pushed from the left of the picture, smiling. The kind of pure and bowler hat, accompanied by the smiling lady, do not seem to find transportation and displayed perfectly placed in the traffic urban pm. She loves to feel the closeness of thousands of individuals and feel unique. It is, perhaps, a creature of the night, a night owl of music hall. It annoys me that the man in the bowler hat and his companion are more significant - historical and vitally significant, significant chromatically for that matter - that For example, the hundreds that go on the train to their homes in the suburbs, after a day of work and waiting for the tedium that precedes sleep. Places to shoot in spite of a revolt uncontrolled types illuminated by color for the variety show or the theater, the long night of sex and drugs - sex might mercenary and adulterated drugs, sex and drugs but the end of the day - worth downloading the rifle because if X is bored or bored or perish all the world. YX is neither more or less than me. An ego that tries to board the train to go home.

all an exaggeration, of course. Ethically I will not let my possible or likely - old or young - to become self-centered tedious heartbreaking shot of oil of Sloan. I do not think that the artist has projected bad milk or mockery that darken in the platform and heading home without the possibility of seeing the latest show and enjoy the newest cocktail . Sloan has meant just the color and stroke laughing so interesting the time of the underdog, those who come down the street with expensive proposals, as opposed to those waiting to board the train up his face blurred in the greyness of urban sunset. Has marked the importance of one over another without hatred or contempt aristocratic.

From the left comes the night, turning gently remainder of the day (with that inadvertently dark in the big city, shrouded in the distance the sky and the adventure of artificial light). Of that horizon smiley faces also come to replace workers on the streets. It marks the bidirectionality and breaking sky / ground. The color of the night, soaking the saliva of smoke and desire, cleared the working hours in factories and offices.

The sky occupies much of the box, however, does not define its atmosphere. Is the light of local streets and that sets the pace as the sky entertains, outside all, dying of various shades of blue stranger what was day.

The layout of the table, that almost diagonal that divides the stage between heaven and apathetic urban bustle, prompts me to suggest a change in the arrow of time bidirectionality impaired right-left (those who leave and those who come). It is perfectly imaginable, thanks to the diagonal, deriving the train back to the right and pedestrians walking backwards, to the point where you turn the cigar and hat kind of fantasizes about a night of gambling and light or , men and women returning to the street sidewalk day showing their faces. And that

strange blue sky sinks to the signature lines of John Sloan, back in the top left corner.

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