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Robert Polidori: Havana Hardcover – August 15, 2001
- Print length160 pages
- LanguageEnglish
- PublisherSteidl
- Publication dateAugust 15, 2001
- Dimensions11.81 x 0.79 x 14.96 inches
- ISBN-103882433337
- ISBN-13978-3882433333
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chronicles the faded grandeur of Cubas crumbling colonial architecture. -- Elms Street, September 2001
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- Publisher : Steidl (August 15, 2001)
- Language : English
- Hardcover : 160 pages
- ISBN-10 : 3882433337
- ISBN-13 : 978-3882433333
- Item Weight : 10.6 ounces
- Dimensions : 11.81 x 0.79 x 14.96 inches
- Best Sellers Rank: #1,677,711 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)
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But then, what is it all about? No travel book, this.
There was a grand city, with grand, refined living, there was a sense of the visual, even in the simplest laying of stone upon a stone. The photographs attest to that. The grace, like the decay, is real. The rich, varied hues are real, if from fraying, unretouched paint, destined to change and pale with each passing day. Polidori's colors are not meant to be restored nor will ever there be a patina to be cleaned. Their destiny is to fade. One would like to think of this Havana as a grand opera set for a Nozze or an Ariadne where protagonists move like ghosts among the ruins, talking of betrayals, regrets and happy loves that are now merely wise. For some of us, that it is. For some of us it is the stones that are real, the peeling paint and the broken down chandeliers. People are the interlopers, people are like things, being where they do not belong. Yet in a grander sense those of us may be self-deceived. For in these pictures there is no real tension between flesh and wall. The grandiloquent decay, like an ever swelling musty velvet cape, gathers crumbling stone to unweeded garden to limpid sky to people ...... all into a deeply bundled melancholic recessional that will swallow everything and leave only moonless night behind. There is no future in this past, perhaps the most melancholy conjecture of all. It seems to me most photographs are lit by the late afternoon sun. The beauty makes one cry, we see our lives in the peeling paint and broken balustrades, the broken window frames, cracked marble, the rusted iron gates ....perhaps nowhere more than in the curious compromises of antiquated artifacts for everyday living pragmatically juxtaposed to broken down rococo splendor or dismembered bourgeois grandeur, trying to make do but never quite. This is brutally the passage of time with no attempt at cosmetic dissimulation or philosophical delay. We are all beyond reflection. Each picture seems to say unequivocally: all this has passed and all this will pass. Perhaps Havana has come to an old preordained denouement, arrived at a culmination old and forgotten, in the event, a summit, an end: Havana as a place never meant to truly be, a creature of our dreams, an incantation..... Wallace Stevens who only visited the Havana of the mind, wrote in "Academic Discourse in Havana" (1936):
"This may be benediction, sepulcher, and epitaph......
An infinite incantation of our selves
In the grand decadence of the perished swans."
In this case, the images off of these pages are absolutely beautiful. I don't mean rainbows and sparkly thing, stars and neon lights, or national geographic front cover. I mean beautiful like looking at another person's eyes and seeing their culture through their bone structure.
If I lost you, let me try to take you where I'm getting. Have you been to a museum of arts and wondered why is this art and why this artist instead of any other? I think that too. Then I start to get a closer look and ask different questions like why did the artist mix these colors in, why is the brush stroke in that direction? Were these mistakes or luck, or was everything put in it's right place?
That's the questions that I ask when I'm looking at this book. How is everything so perfect? The aging of paint on the walls, the discoloration on the sofa, the mold on the ceiling, all come together in each page and is captured so colorful and easy.
Each page is something that you'd want to hang on your wall and show yourself everyday an example of how mother nature paints over the things that man makes. And it all takes place in culturally embraced setting called Havana which makes it even more wonderful.
The colors used in both interiors and exteriors are generally beautiful. The photos many times seem more like paintings.
The book has exterior shots, interior shots and portraits of residents of the city. I would have appreciated more context. Did the lady of the house always live there? Were all those books hers? Or were they left by a previous occupant?
How was it possible for some residents to maintain their homes so beautifully in spite of the Cuban economic difficulties?
I especially noticed that the tradional architecture was so much more graceful and beautiful than the huge hotel overshadowing everything. Is that the future of Havana? More huge tourist hotels looming above the old city and the people?
Actually, the whole sad story of the decay of beauty reminded me of Detroit.
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Die Preise zu denen es hier gehandelt wird sprechen da sicher für sich. Berechtigt? nun ja ich würde nach heutigen Maßstäben im Bereich der Kunstfotobücher auf jeden Fall guten Gewissens einen Preis im Bereich bis zu 100 Euro bezahlen. Alles andere ist sicher Liebhaberei Sammelleidenschaft etc. Aber ich kann den Wertanstieg nachvollziehen.Polidoris Havana ist und bleibteines der wenigen Kunstfotobücher die meinen Sinn für wertige Bücher und gute Fotografie , die den Brückenschlag zwischen Dokumentation und künstlrischem Ansruch mühelos schafft, mit geprägt haben. Eine Rarität vom gesamten Niveau.Der visuell komplexen Thematik, des von der politisch und kulturhistorisch aufregenden Vergangenheit und geschichtlichen Wechselhaftigkeit geprägten Kuba haben sich schon einige Autoren genähert. Aber niemand so erfolgreich. Das Erbe einer goldenen Ära,die Erinnerungen an einen gelebten Traum unter der dampfenden Tropensonne wird von den Spuren der Vergänglichkeit und dem unerbittlichen Fortlauf der Zeit überzogen. Vor Polidoris Linse werden die ekletizitisch eingerichteten Räume, die von diesen Zeitspuren durchzogen sind und langsam ihr Wesen verändern zu Poesie.Gleichzeitig dokumentiert er den derzeitigen Zustand , der in Kuba vielerorts herrscht ohne den Finger zu heben.Ein bittersüßer und selten intensiver fotografischer Besuch in den Interiors aber auch Straßen von Havana machen Polidoris Buch zu einem Geheimtipp für Liebhaber guter Fotografie. Vor allem für die ,die sich von Bildern gern Geschichten erzählen lassen. In diesem Fall von einer kulturhistorisch spannungsgeladenen und beeindruckenden Region , die vieleSinnbilder für Werte innerhalb der Zivilisation und schlicht und ergreifend über das Leben an sich bereithält.
この本をみて、ハバナの街にいってみたくなりました。
歴史もすっかり、埃といっしょにパステルカラーのペイントに塗りこめられているようです。。。


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