I met one of my favorite photographers, René Burri, last week! A few years ago, I fell in love with this beautiful image of Brazil I discovered on Burri’s great photography book:
In 1963 while working in Cuba, he made portraits of a young Che Guevara:
I went to see Burri exposing his Vintage elegant shots of the polymath architect/urbanist, Le Corbusier:
The photographer has managed to catch the architect in his creative modes/moods:
I found out that often times, Le Corbusier didn’t even notice Burri taking his picture:
I particularly like this one:
Burri was present at La Tourette monastery with Le Corbusier and he recorded some very interesting images of the monks surrounding the architect in 1959:
I love this monk (with the hat) listening in the conversation below:
Artist and photo-reporter in one, Burri, started to shadow Le Corbusier while still a student—he became the visual chronicler and personal photographer of the architect:
The whole exhibition was a glimpse into the creative life of Le Corbusier (not being among my favorite architects, I was never particularly curious about him); I learned much about his work thanks to Burri.
The master was present to kindly sign books,
and learning that I am Iranian, he tried to add another word to his autograph: cheilechoub (ch in Swiss German sounds like kh) or “very good” in Persian:
Check out some of Burri’s work here.
To see the breadth of his work (eye) visit Magnum’s site here.
To see an interesting view about Che Guevara go here.
Maundy Thursday followed by Good Friday (Black Friday) and Easter Sunday are, according to Christian scripture, the days during which Jesus was resurrected from the dead after his crucifixion.
What does all this have to do with chocolate bunnies?
I guess these cute rabbits are happy about Jesus’ resurrection!
I wonder if they sell chocolate in Via Dolorosa in Jerusalem? These rabbits don’t look like they are going anywhere close to the Way of Grief...
“The Easter Bunny is very similar in trait to its Christmas holiday counterpart, Santa Claus, as they both bring gifts to children on the night before their respective holiday.”
Sprungli, one of Switzerland’s most important confectionery producers, drive kids crazy with their chocolate eggs and rabbits.
An army of rabbits…
Eggs, like rabbits are fertility symbols. Since birds lay eggs and rabbits give birth to large litters in the early spring, these became symbols of the rising fertility of the earth at the Vernal Equinox (Nowruz).
Eggs were forbidden to Catholics during the fast of Lent, which was the reason for the abundance of eggs at Easter time. I took these pictures from my favorite florist, Marsano.
This big rabbit sets you back $190!
Happy Spring everybody.
White is the color of purity, cleanliness, and innocence…or is it? I am surrounded and inspired by it lately and these are my white (ivory, ecru, eggshell, etc…) images:
I went out to take pictures yesterday; I love the quiet that sits with the snow,
even when it gets dark early.
These are my shoes,
and this is not,
these are LeNôtre‘s shoes:
on more recent creations, this is a white interior,
and a very expensive exterior,
and people who can’t afford it:
Four white dogs,
and some not so white ones,
a white wedding gown,
a much simpler one,
and some pretty pearls to go with it,
and a white church to complete it!
Some punctual white statues,
and some timeless ones:
Sunlight flirting with a quiet white curtain,
in need of music:
to dance the “Swan Lake”,
or some other dance in white pants:
back in good old California, some white table at the Huntley’s:
with some great coffee in white cups,
white on white:
and San Vicente’s majestic magnolias…
see “my green movement” here
my “red post” here
To be jolly…in Zurich?
It snowed last week here and I was giddy like all the snow-starved Californians until the -13 C (10 F) hit me…
The above image is Zurich’s Grossmunster, a beautiful church that I went to last night, on Christmas eve, to see how the Swiss celebrate Jesus’ birthday:
Before I got there I stopped at Lindenhof and I was surprised by this lovely bird (or a winged rat as some people call it) who was not afraid of me and kept drinking from the fountain in spite of me and my big camera…
I am so close here,
Frohe Weihnachten!
