Showing posts with label church. Show all posts
Showing posts with label church. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 01, 2015

Hell in Antwerp

Some things are left out of official documentation.
Side alter
St Pauls

There is a wonderful mixed Baroque/Gothic church with lots of fancy Baroque ornamentation not far from Antwerp's red light district. It is called St Paul's Church and what they don't tell you the printed documentation is that during a fire which destroyed the roof in the 1960s, the precious paintings were saved by the call girls working nearby. There they were in half undress, carrying huge works from the building into the night.

When you read the chequered histories of such buildings, you wonder that anything is left of the artworks and sculptures at all.

Hell
St Pauls is a strange building. There is a gate at the side, not always open, which leads you to sculpture grottos depicting the tortures awaiting those who go to hell.

Exterior additions over
the hell grottos.

Sunday, December 22, 2013

Hunterville church

The small town of Hunterville in New Zealand's north island was my mother's home town. On a hill behind the township hidden among large trees stands a red roofed church. The gate was shut but the grass is mown so it is probably still in use. There is no indication of which denomination it serves.

The photograph reminds me of an Edward Hopper painting..
Hunterville church .... reminds one of Edward Hopper's images


Thursday, March 14, 2013

Frederich II

"I was particularly captivated by the personality of that gifted Emperor Frederich II., … it delighted me to find in the German mind the capacity of appreciating beyond the narrow bounds of nationality all purely human qualities, in however strange a garb they might be presented. For in this I recognised how nearly akin it is to the mind of Greece. In Frederick II I saw this quality in full flower. A fair haired German of ancient Swabian stock, heir to the Norman realm of Sicily and Naples, who gave the Italian language its first development and laid a basis for the evolution of knowledge and art where hitherto ecclesiastical fanaticism and feudal brutality had alone contended for power, a monarch who gathered at his court the poets and sages of eastern lands and surrounded himself with the living products of Arabian and Persian grace and spirit – this man I beheld betrayed by the Roman clergy to the infidel foe, yet ending his crusade, to their bitter disappointment, by a pact of peace with the Sultan from whom he obtained a grant of privileges to Christians in Palestine which as the bloodiest victory could scarcely have secured."

This was what Wagner wrote about the personality of Frederick II whom he discovered in reading Raumer's History of the Hohenstaufen.  

Reading passages like this in Wagner's autobiography My Life makes me wonder if Wagner,  like Nietzsche, has been a victim of media campaigns against him, passed down the generations, because of his anti-cleric attitudes. I think it is highly likely, as even assuming Wagner presented himself in the best light in his autobiography (although actually he is very self critical), he would hardly write something like this if he didn't mean it.