what ideas do you get when it comes to a walk through monumental design for an poet.... (specifically DR.d.r.bendre) from dharwad(karnataka).. let it b any monumental design whatever comes to your mind.
My favorite bit on monuments: Vincent Scully's description of the huge Thiepval World War I memorial of Lutyens, built on a 1916 killing field in France. He describes the appearance of the monument as a "mask."
"We move toward it. There is no cover. We imagine the machine guns sweeping the slopes. . . The monument looms over us, stepping mountainously up and back in brick and white trim like one of the American skyscrapers of the 1920s.
It is also an enormous monster; its tondi are eyes; its high arch screams. It is the open mouth of death. . .
We descend from the monument, approaching the graves. Now they seem to be facing the arch, advancing across the open space toward it. It should be said that everybody who visits the monument is weeping by now. It is this that does it: the terrible courage of human beings advancing in the open toward the monster, who is absolute -- absolute pain and nothingness. He is emptiness, meaninglessness, insatiable war and death. There is no victory for the dead. All that courage wasted. But there they stand, the men, unbroken. It is not to be borne."
a walk through monument design for a poet
what ideas do you get when it comes to a walk through monumental design for an poet.... (specifically DR.d.r.bendre) from dharwad(karnataka).. let it b any monumental design whatever comes to your mind.
My favorite bit on monuments: Vincent Scully's description of the huge Thiepval World War I memorial of Lutyens, built on a 1916 killing field in France. He describes the appearance of the monument as a "mask."
"We move toward it. There is no cover. We imagine the machine guns sweeping the slopes. . . The monument looms over us, stepping mountainously up and back in brick and white trim like one of the American skyscrapers of the 1920s.
It is also an enormous monster; its tondi are eyes; its high arch screams. It is the open mouth of death. . .
We descend from the monument, approaching the graves. Now they seem to be facing the arch, advancing across the open space toward it. It should be said that everybody who visits the monument is weeping by now. It is this that does it: the terrible courage of human beings advancing in the open toward the monster, who is absolute -- absolute pain and nothingness. He is emptiness, meaninglessness, insatiable war and death. There is no victory for the dead. All that courage wasted. But there they stand, the men, unbroken. It is not to be borne."
how's your rustic farmhouse?
i finished that project and got through it very well...
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