Lemons

I have too many lemons, and I’m tired of juicing them, so I use them as bicycle wheels.

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This is based on Alemão‘s bicycle painting. Last summer in Santa Barbara, I happened to notice this painting inside a restaurant when I was walking down the main street, and later went back to the restaurant for dinner just to look at it.

Two things that I like about Alemão’s bicycle art: 1. The bicycle stays stable without any sign of motion. 2. There’s no human figure, as if the will power is on the bicycle.

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Sweet Life (Adoçando a Vida), by Anderson Lemes

Backstory: In the past two days I juiced 9 lemons and cracked 15 eggs for lemon tart and lemon poppy seed cake.

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Meyer Lemon Tart according to New York Times’s recipe

 

 

 

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God of the Crossroads by Wifredo Lam

I find Wifredo Lam’s paintings kind of creepy. The Afro-Cuban ghosts and jungle animals stare at me, as if they can read deep inside my mind. Their round eyes are telling me that they seem to be scared by what they see in me.

When I look at this painting God of the Crossroads, I imagine taking on a voyage up the Congo River like in Heart of Darkness. At some point, the river forks into two branches. I stop my boat, trying to decide which way to go. Suddenly, when I glance at the riverbank, I see a faint image of the God of the Crossroads through the dense foliage. It looks at me as if it already knows which direction my subconscious mind wants to take. It is telling me that direction is wrong, but I have no idea which direction I am secretly thinking about. The God of the Crossroads fades away, leaving me alone in the middle of the waterways…

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The Sombre Malembo, God of the Crossroads (1943)

The Hidden Banana Grove

Adapted from The Peach Blossom Spring (421 AD) by Tao Yuanming, inspired by The Jungle (1943) by Wifredo Lam.

Once upon a time, there was a National Geographic photographer filming wildlife in a remote rainforest. While drifting along a river and looking for the most picturesque red-eyed tree frog, he suddenly came upon a banana grove which extended along the river bank for about a hundred yards. The banana grove was so magically free from the usual hustles and bustles of the rainforest, and the ground around the banana trees was covered by white and purple orchids. At the end of the grove, he saw a spring which came from a cave.

A hardly visible weak light in the cave encouraged the National Geographic photographer to tie up his boat and explore further. At first the opening of the cave was very narrow, barely wide enough for one person to go in. After a dozen steps, it opened into a flood of light. He saw before his eyes a wide, level valley, with houses and fields and farms. There were cacao and coffee plants; farmers were working and butterflies were flying around to pollinate the plants.

Everyone in the mysterious land appeared very happy and contented. They were greatly astonished to see the photographer and asked him where he had come from. The photographer told them about the National Geographic magazine and was invited to their homes, where coffee was served and chocolate was prepared to entertain him. They said that their ancestors had come here as refugees to escape from the tyranny of Henry VIII some five hundred years ago, and they had never left it. They were thus completely cut off from the world, and asked what was the ruling dynasty now. They had not even heard of the Glorious Revolution, not to speak of Donald Trump. The photographer told them about current affairs, which they heard with great amazement. Many of the other villagers then began to invite him to their homes by turn and feed him dinner and pineapple juice. After a few days, when he left, the villagers begged him not to tell the people outside about their colony.

The man found his raft and came back along the river, marking with signs along the route. He produced an extensive special edition for the National Geographic, but no one in the press believed him. The National Geographic sent someone to go with him and find the place. They looked for the signs but got lost and could never find it again. Since then, no one has gone in search of the hidden banana grove.

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The Jungle (1943), by Wifredo Lam, gouache on paper mounted on canvas

Man Ray’s Female Portraits

This year Tate Modern is hosting Elton John’s modernist photography collection. When I saw his collection of Man Ray’s female portraits, I was so touched that I felt a need to cry. The female portraits struck me intensely like a thousand rays of flashlight. I cried silently as I left the exhibition because it was too beautiful.

Since then, I’ve been wondering what exactly was it that made me cry. For some reason, as I look back to Man Ray’s photography through online images, it never feels the same. Perhaps I will never see “Glass Tears” or “Noire et Blanche” ever again in print in my life, so perhaps I’ll never know.

Maybe I was just out of my mind that day.

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Noire et Blanche (1926), by Man Ray, gelatin silver print

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Glass Tears (1932), by Man Ray, gelatin silver print

 

Village Houses – Feininger, Cezanne, Münter, Metzinger

I saw these four paintings of village houses recently at different places, and it’s quite interesting to compare them side by side.

Some random thoughts.. Jean Metzinger’s Landscape reminds me of Angela Carter’s The Magical Toyshop, when Melanie gets stuck on a tree in the middle of the night. Village in Thuringia is exactly how I picture the end of the world in Haruki Murakami’s Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the WorldLower Main Street would perhaps be The Wizard of Oz.

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Village in Thuringia (1943), by Lyonel Feininger, oil on canvas

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Mont Sainte-Victoire (1890), by Paul Cezanne, oil on canvas 

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Lower Main Street, Murnau (1910), by Gabriele Münter, oil on textured cardboard

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Landscape (1914), by Jean Metzinger, oil on canvas

 

Stanze al Genio – Private Collection of Sicilian Tiles

Stanze el Genio in Palermo, Sicily   http://www.stanzealgenio.it/

This private collection of Sicilian tiles is absolutely a hidden gem.The collection has more than 2300 tiles from sixteenth to early twentieth century. The owner started collecting tiles on the streets as a child, and now he has probably the largest tile collection in the world.

Stanze el Genio is not easy to find, but well worth the effort. The collection is located in a private apartment, with a tiny entrance on a sketchy street corner. It took quite a bit of courage to ring the bell.

I don’t think I can describe the tiles better than the pictures, so…

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Henry Billingsley’s First English Translation of Euclid’s Elements

For a class project, this week I had the opportunity to view an original copy of Henry Billingsley’s first English translation (1570) of Euclid’s Elements (~300 BCE). This edition was printed very finely, and it even included foldable pop-up geometric diagrams! I wish all geometry textbooks could be up to this standard.

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Foldable pop-ups in the eleventh book.

Euclid’s Elements has a pretty interesting history of transmission. The original Greek manuscript of Elements was lost to Western Europe in the Middle Ages. In 8th century, Elements was translated into Arabic and became known to Byzantine scholars. From the Arabic version, English monk Adelard of Bath produced the first Latin translation in 12th century. The Latin translation of Elements was first set in type in Venice in 1482 under the title Elementa Geometriae. Later in 1533, a Greek edition by Theon of Alexandria was fortunately recovered, and Billingsley’s first English edition was translated from the Greek edition in 1570. It’s really fascinating to think that we are still able to read something from more than two thousand years ago.

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The handsome woodcut title page shows Billingsley’s ideal of the beauty of mathematics.

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An example of complicated geometric figures in the book.