INTRODUCCION
ALGUNOS lectores que visitan estos pagos recientemente, tal vez no sepan, conozcan los blogs iniciales, este fue uno de ellos. Upinthebreadfruitree, surge, pensando en esa contundente plena, que interpretaba Rafael Cortijo. Altocarpus altilis.No es la gran cosa. Recordando lo que me decia algun pendejo, o mamao, que es algo mas dulce, en feisbuk. Que si yo me creia la gran cosa por tener una mierda de jardin. Otra persona con apellido de lanzadora, en WRTU, que por que me escondia para insultar i ofender o algo parecido. Nanny Torres del huevo dia, que no contestaba por ser irrespetuoso, al cuestionarle un articulito suyo sobre la cortesia.
Le dije que Mark Twain hacia lo mismo, claro, no me refiero al esconderse sino al usar un nome de plume.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
AT THE GALLERY IN CAROLINA CITY
I WAS INVITED to visit a gallery in that dull city mentioned, its ghostown downtown. There were thirty paintings and mixed media at the most, in the well lighted, warm atmosphere, not overwhelming Escute Gallery, congratulations.
When you enter a gallery, museum and anything at eye level gets your
attention, is probably a real piece of shit or something really wonderful! I was fortunate. A still life by some great painter, surely unknown, hit me hard.
It was a group of watermelons (no offense brothers), pumpkins and relatives. What is the big deal about such still life? Wonders the local dissident and fellow readers from f a r away regions.
CRITERIA enters: light, composition, shadows, perspective, size, color, contrasts, grouping, but overwhelmingly evident: TEXTURE, symmetry,
or the opposite, balance, focus and perspective.
These edibles were painted with such care regarding texture that they seemed real. That in painting is judged as good or bad depending on who you ask. That is why those abstract fellows exist, some of which are good
in our creative horticultural critic view.
But lets get to our specialty. Perhaps, some readers, the happy type, complacent, successful or not, finds this blog, irritating, perpetual criticism as a form of resentment or hate towards people, the creators of our environmental kill.
But go back to CRITERIA enters, slowly, the fourth paraghraph. If yours truly can discuss a painting in apparent, seemingly educated fashion, and a garden is JUST like a painting, sorry; you will have to accept that my difficulty accepting the mediocrity, beyond mediocrity regarding gardens, horticultural installations is not a product of resentment or misanthropy.
A garden is just like a blank slate canvas! What you place in it should create an effect on the onlookers, relaxation, wonderment, pleasure,
quiet and peace. To be able to reach this ultimate goal, composition, texture, size, color contrasts, focal points and perspective
MUST be present NOW or LATER. Flowers and fragrance could be added as a bonus.
This virtual garden, some of which one may encounter in so many countries but here, start affecting our energy positively as soon as
you get closer to the entrance, under the shade if it is old, or under the imaginable one if one possess imagination or later, when things grow, as
time goes by. I have not felt that here, and it gets worse.
As time goes by, my feeling, frustration, is how come so many blind idiots work, are in charge of nurseries, maintenance and installations of every public/private space in Puerto Rico/Concreteasphalt isle?
For that reason when I want to feel those
sensations mentioned in the paraghraph above, I visit some gardens in the internet or step out of my kitchen in our backyard. There I recharge
the batteries to share my views with you virtual reader. Happy camper or not.
When you enter a gallery, museum and anything at eye level gets your
attention, is probably a real piece of shit or something really wonderful! I was fortunate. A still life by some great painter, surely unknown, hit me hard.
It was a group of watermelons (no offense brothers), pumpkins and relatives. What is the big deal about such still life? Wonders the local dissident and fellow readers from f a r away regions.
CRITERIA enters: light, composition, shadows, perspective, size, color, contrasts, grouping, but overwhelmingly evident: TEXTURE, symmetry,
or the opposite, balance, focus and perspective.
These edibles were painted with such care regarding texture that they seemed real. That in painting is judged as good or bad depending on who you ask. That is why those abstract fellows exist, some of which are good
in our creative horticultural critic view.
But lets get to our specialty. Perhaps, some readers, the happy type, complacent, successful or not, finds this blog, irritating, perpetual criticism as a form of resentment or hate towards people, the creators of our environmental kill.
But go back to CRITERIA enters, slowly, the fourth paraghraph. If yours truly can discuss a painting in apparent, seemingly educated fashion, and a garden is JUST like a painting, sorry; you will have to accept that my difficulty accepting the mediocrity, beyond mediocrity regarding gardens, horticultural installations is not a product of resentment or misanthropy.
A garden is just like a blank slate canvas! What you place in it should create an effect on the onlookers, relaxation, wonderment, pleasure,
quiet and peace. To be able to reach this ultimate goal, composition, texture, size, color contrasts, focal points and perspective
MUST be present NOW or LATER. Flowers and fragrance could be added as a bonus.
This virtual garden, some of which one may encounter in so many countries but here, start affecting our energy positively as soon as
you get closer to the entrance, under the shade if it is old, or under the imaginable one if one possess imagination or later, when things grow, as
time goes by. I have not felt that here, and it gets worse.
As time goes by, my feeling, frustration, is how come so many blind idiots work, are in charge of nurseries, maintenance and installations of every public/private space in Puerto Rico/Concreteasphalt isle?
For that reason when I want to feel those
sensations mentioned in the paraghraph above, I visit some gardens in the internet or step out of my kitchen in our backyard. There I recharge
the batteries to share my views with you virtual reader. Happy camper or not.
Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)
INTERESTING VEGETATION
TO THE RIGHT OF THE PATRIOTS MERCANTIL PLAZA
RAW SEWAGE
UNDER THE BRIDGE
El PUENTE
MARTIN PENHA BRIDGE
Santurce, formerly the Crabbers
Handicapped crab, luckier than the second
One unlucky crab
Not far from the first
Four Caribbean Patriots
Cuba, Domiican Republic, Puerto Rico
Is this art, here?
Or where you live?
Do you consider this attractive?
Read the article to find out more
The other Ficus
Benjamina
The siamese twin triplet
Ficus benjamina
The trunk
Probably the widest in the whole island
Another view
This an previous taken from the pedestrian walk
Ficus lef side
Almost over four lanes
OVER THE TOP
FICUS marginata
NeoCounter
THE SAME AS BELOW
UNIVERSITY OF PUERTO RICO VICTIM OF NATIONAL STUPIDITY
FICUS STAHL?
LEFT TO ROT BY TERMITES FOR DECADES
UNIVERSITY OF PUERTO RICO
THEY HAVE ABOUT 20 GARDENERS
IMPROPER PRUNING
WITH MACHETES, BUCERA BUSARIS
MUTILATED FICUS, WHERE ELSE?
RIO PIEDRAS BOTANICAL GARDENS
UNIVERSITY OF PUERTO RICO
ILLITERATE UPR EMPLOYEE MACHETE IN HAND
This is how our trees are mutilated daily
AMONG PALMS, TURF IN PUERTO RICO
Bromeliads, king/queens of the common place
CLASSICAL AESTHETIC TOKEN
See the hedge, the tutor in the palm at left
PORK RINDS/HUGE TRAFFIC JAMS OR BAYAMON CITY
Once upon a time there were trees in the empty squares
CROOKED TREE
A death sentence with weed wackers hitting the trunk
About Me
- Antigonum Cajan
- Certified in Commercial Horticulture Landscape Management, New York Botanical Garden. BA,UPR
0 comments:
Post a Comment