Posts Tagged ‘Renaissance’

Day 238 – Fishy Fishing

I won’t say much about today’s photo apart from a reconfirmation in my belief that if once I didn’t succeed, fishing isn’t for me! Then again maybe its good to have not always taken the easier route (to the main Sydney Harbour shipping lane!).

Quote of the day: “In Italy for thirty years under the Borgias they had warfare, terror, murder and bloodshed but they produced Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci and the Renaissance. In Switzerland, they had brotherly love; they had five hundred years of democracy and peace and what did they produce? The cuckoo clock.” – Orson Welles

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Day 76 – Game Day

Its been such a busy weekend, between recovering from college, playing AFL, photographing AFL, attending birthday parties, etc.. The photo above was taken at the Sydney Uni v Wests U18s game. There was a great atmosphere, something about having a game at night just adds to the occasion even though I’m not sure why?! I couldn’t tell you how the game went as I generally can’t when I’m photographing, I’m more concerned with the sharpness of the picture than the sharpness of the kicking! But judging by the amount of times the ball was down near the Uni forwards I reckon they won!

I really enjoyed our game earlier too, as you tend to do when ya win by over 100 points! Win, lose or draw though I think its great to be involved on any level with sport, surely those who aren’t somehow miss out? It reminds me of something that I was talking about when out that night, that arty people and sporty people generally don’t mix. I mean our college is one of art and design but not associated with any sporting clubs, neither would I know of many classmates who play. On the other hand not many of my teammates would be into getting out the paints and canvas after the games! Now I realise I’m talking in a big generalisation, and as a rule I think generalisation are crap, but I wonder about this one. Maybe its just that people only have time for one or the other?

Its funny I guess because I regard AFL as an art form, (as well as being the best game in the world!) and when you think of it, the Ancient Greeks and Romans did too with their sports, their sculptures were of Olympic heros, amongst other things. Since then, however, from the Renaissance right up to modern art and beyond, there have been paintings of almost every theme but sport is sadly lacking, especially amongst the greats. I mean did you ever see Da Vinci,
Picasso or Van Gogh paint about a soccer match? And yet it can be, as the cliche goes, poetry in motion. Then you add in the rivalries, the traditions, the rituals, the way it pushes people outside their boundaries, in positive and negative ways. So much that can be used to inspire a work of art, but that rarely is.

Quote of the day: “I always turn to the sports section first.  The sports page records people’s accomplishments; the front page has nothing but man’s failures”  ~Earl Warren

Also more photos from the Uni v Wests game at http://www.flickr.com/photos/keating18/sets/72157623760741111/

Day 50 – A Technicality

How apt that I had just been reading in a book by John Berger a debate into the value of original paintings in the age of photography, specifically the notion that photography has both destroyed the idea that images were timeless and that the viewer was the centre of the universe in relation to seeing the image (painting, particularly around the time of perspective in Renaissance art).

I mean under normal circumstances anyone standing on the above street in Dublin would think they are quite unique, being able see all that is happening from the place they physically are. However now one can see down the same street through a webcam from as far away as Australia! Does this take away from the validity of the experience of the person who is physically there?

Anyway I’m quite impressed with the way I’ve turned today’s blog around for myself from what threatened to be! I’ll know you have a brain if you figure out what I’ve done!!

Quote of the day: “Time rolls his ceaseless course” – Sir Walter Scott