Let me now write in the first person, to stop for a moment my usual indirect style, somewhat abstract and impersonal. And all because of a happy discovery, or possibly rediscovery, already seeing so many historical images of Córdoba not know if it's the first time you watch them or continue to surprise me as the first time I saw.
This article could weave the usual way and. Namely, first, writing some biographical information about the author or stylistic paint, photo engraving; second, inviting the reader or viewer to contemplation of the works covered by Article. But it. In this case no. I would simply indicate that the author of the two pictures is the Spaniard Dario Regoyos, one of the most genuine representatives of the Spanish Impressionism. For everything else, a good book or Art History, failing, the wikipedia.
The title of the work, Tower in Cordoba. But, What tower?, What Córdoba? At first glance it does not seem to have much difficulty identifying. This is the minaret tower of the church of Santiago, Agustin Moreno Street, before Sol, with its familiar steeple. But let the nonsense. Is my Santiago minaret tower, you saw from my roof identical Street Rave in perspective. Rule, by the proximity of the tower, Don Dario was in my house, which at that time was to be owned by a funeral. I prefer to place the focal point in any of the houses opening onto the adjoining street Frias, specifically in one that is already in the eighties, or late seventies, let's call was made with architecture traditional-modern. But what an extraordinary look at the church with the same eyes that Don Dario.
At number 17 born Rave Street for more than four decades and the miraculous offering panoramic rooftop Cordoba enjoyed until the nineties of the last century and. As usual in Cordoba for those years in that house lived the family. Not only the nuclear, grandparents also, uncles, cousins and even a silversmith who lived rent. More Cordoba House, impossible. Following its acquisition in the fifties proceeded to reform for housing adaptation to different children of your buyer, Antonio Sáez Pozuelo, writer's paternal grandfather, city known not only for his original profession, the espartero, but because foreman foremen the steps of Holy Week. Among the residents of the street remember the nicknames derived from their guilds: painters, the tocineros, the piconeros, the egg… and Ca Periquín, grocery store in the old way, that there is still something converted. The medieval Cordoba pervivía even in the last quarter century.
Emotional evocation of the coincident findings of the tower of the church of Santiago from the roof of Rave in same perspective aunq at different times.
The second pinturto plasma Cordoba society: aside cure sidewalk q q background woman looks carrier burka, in any case the bearer of moral repression inflicted by who will meet on the same side of the street. Between, campeando at home, it señorito andalúcordobé (tb perhaps an absurdity to comment on it, but good, q is a spontaneous impression as is the left)
The above “dortor”, I loved its evocation and imagery brings q, thanks.
Dr. very emotional and says Lysis, drawing the second frame the argument very well, but true. And you can not subtract from it, impossible. Any smallness, however small it may be for one of the most important. That feeling Dr. I have felt many times and some more complex and, as four decades become a more, more. And there are two slaves Lysis further back, Also in burkas and head down the left, compared to the arrogance of the middle and on the right, it also means things, though he was not in the mood so be it painter. The personal views are that personal.
It, I realized Paco, but did not want to “enrearme” more (I mu loose with this stalled, q I think I'll move to the hospital shortly north pole q given me is far, ejejej)
It is possible that the picture will not fully descriptive, only symbolic. If Regoyos says that's Cordoba, must be. And the felt. One hundred years later, the picture remains similar:
(With the permission of Tabernero)
jajaajaj, siiiii, plas plas plas sr. dortor! that image tb came to mind when I saw the box Regoyos.
Just as well:
(With the permission of Darius and Tabernero Regoyos)
standing ovation. XDD
Of course it's not just pictorial, here Lisi has made an analysis of the box wildly successful “A street of Cordoba”. Regollos is fully immersed in the generation of 98. He traveled twice to Cordoba; initially travels 1903 comes only to this city to visit his friend Pio Baroja, I guess it would be his partner walks Cordoba. The second trip is the following year and for Andalusia, Baroja know if accompanied him but is likely to do so.
I can imagine their conversations while walking through the city, one, Cheep, Fair Copyright discrete, and Regollos, also prone to writing, famous in literary circles for the title text “The Black Spain” and I think that in such circumstances and companies, made it perfectly reflected in this table.
You nailed Lisi friend, so so look what happened then, that trustees ended up putting the Master. Certainly, I knew the pictures before taking the picture, so do not rule anything, or the box itself, spring up in my subconscious when I saw the scene and captured.
Amigo Mabuse, I enclose here some more information about the pictures, could just upload them to your post, perhaps making them fit well as captions to modes summaries.
A street of Cordoba (1903) (I think it's Capuchin)
Oil on board (40×31,5)
Private collection.
Its first owner was Swiss violinist and friend of Regoyos, Gustave koeckert.
It was exhibited at the Royal Academy in London in 1903 and the Druet Gallery in Paris in 1906.
Tower Cordoba (1904)
Oil on canvas (65×54)
Private collection.
It was exhibited at the Durand-Ruel Gallery in Paris in 1905 and at the Second Annual Hall “The Independent” Brussels in 1906.
Mmm… body below the belfry of Sorrows has no three bells?
Incidentally Mabuse, that you put the picture of the street Rave is a genuine and authentic “postal Cordoba” the third millennium of Córdoba.
The cables have an explanation Indica. The number 17, to be sold by my family was rehabilitated by the buyer. Fortunately, it has fully complied with the facade and interior of the building structure. The photograph ended shortly after such rehabilitation.
Second, those who are crossing the street made the referral because of the work of street corner Frias (on the site of my former neighbor Conchi, one that struck my mother because it put the music too loud), that forced the wiring is passed to the street. When I took the photo and, This house was recently completed.
Curious: before the construction of the houses left corner, Whose walls of dough that hangs from cables, existed at the same site until the eighties old wine warehouses Carbonell.
Do not know how you find the street today. It is possible that the wiring is already in its proper place. I do not usually go down the street. I have passed it only three times since I left. When I do it I get a lump in the throat.
I've lost me here, I think the horse is a friend, the other day I told his wife, I think that in a photo I saw your “Marío”. And it is possible. But in what street I perdío cappuccinos entirely. It may be Alfaros and before selling the lower housing Cistercian convent had an entry neoclassical (I think) bulrush therefore could not be that of pain. I made a water coliente.
Hey, Doc, three days I have been trying to send you a message with an attachment will not let me… Do you pass something in the mail? good, ya me dices, send me an email the alternative, to see if I can mandártelo.
My tb I always failed with multitudinous emails “call parish” made for a meeting at the show. Thus q Mr dortor, er Nah, you do please send us an email so that it can dsd his having contacted for other occasions (you can access the control panel, suppose q can see emails parroquian l @ s @ s).
Fantastic, Dr.Mabuse, for your exhibition, and all those involved in this conversation. I learned a lot and I've noticed that not only enjoy and feel I know my city (I felt ground). I've played in and I was glad to see that there are people who appreciate the authenticity of our land. Sorry I can not, knowledge, enrich this forum, but more and more I'm glad I was part of it. Thanks.