It is somewhat curious that there is a veiled homogeneity in the idea of historical evolution in the modern West, when there is enormous accessibility to established historians whose works dismantle this very idea. In other words: the subject proclaims what he has discovered very well documented in a reliable source, sometimes in a publication that was published more than half a century ago, and is still regarded as crazy, as an enemy and as a criminal. For some reason, the veiled consensus wants to remain immune to certain works. But it should be noted that, at least since Hegel, being a historian has, to a large extent, also become being iconoclastic.
Tag: history
Sometimes I am Curious to look…
Sometimes I am curious to look at the curriculum of an architecture course, to try to understand how this absolute, indisputable and blatant regression in the results provided by the evolution of architectural technique was possible. The obsession with low cost does not seem to be enough to justify it, since even in European cities there are none where the modern part is visually superior to the old part. In short, modern architecture is uglier and less creative. What is this, then, that is being taught so that the professional, with better resources, produces something expressly worse?
There Are No Words to Describe the Feeling…
There are no words to describe the feeling we experience when, appreciating the peace that emanates from a Hindu text, we remember the barbarities described by Oliveira Martins committed on Indian soil. It is astonishing. To imagine the Portuguese, precisely in this land where peace is sacred, arriving like demons, robbing and ravaging, setting fires, stealing, murdering and subjugating. And, even in the less violent landings, corrupting by the unbridled exercise of the grossest vices, of the most radical materialism. The thought of Indian cities being transformed into the receptacle of those astonishing perversions, the destination of the greatest earthly ambitions, the paradise of depravity… it is best not to continue.
The Most Impressive Thing About Medieval Art…
The most impressive thing about medieval art, in which there is a fabulous and dizzying profusion of symbols, both as a whole and in detail, is that it reveals a man accustomed to extracting meaning from everything, a man for whom nothing can exist without an implicit meaning, a man incapable of representing something that only speaks in a literal sense. This marvelous imaginative capacity, in itself, is a trophy that consecrates an era.