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weeks from now I'm reading My Name is Red , destroy, inter alia, for not being able to read the language because I believe that the very particular style of Pamuk is also due to the properties of a language I do not know at all - I hope not inability of the translator. By the way, besides being an excellent book noir, is also an interesting food for thought over views .
We are halfway through the fifteenth century. One of the characters, talking about the differences between local and Venetian painting, he says something like this: They paint what they see, we design what we watch . It made me think.
distort the rules of perspective the flat plane of the canvas for us to deceive to get in front of a scene realistic, plausible Aunque not necessarily look at the logic or rationality. The pictorial tradition of the West Classic is a slave of the illusion of credibility to reach sensory, in sharp contrast with the support you need. In other words, is a total nonsense.
The miniature, on the contrary, it is the elegance of line and beauty of color to give shape to what he wants to represent. The subject is subordinate to painting, and painting work to shape the will of God without sin of pride.
So in summary: If the modern Western painting stems from the desire impossible to counter his two-dimensional nature, the thumbnail is a continual struggle between East represent the most of what Allah has created never compete with him in creative ability.
The two pictorial traditions are therefore of a similar nature: a fight, a non-sense, a hubris of the senses and mind. Because art is always a challenge to ourselves.
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