The Stored Honey Of The Human Soul

A Picture Is Worth a Thousand Words

"O, how much simpler things would be

If eyes could paint or brush could see. "

By Robert Brault

"In the 1700's Voltaire wrote that the Renaissance in Italy marked one of mankind's greatest cultural achievements. Today, Italy has the most, and best preserved, Renaissance art in the world. Venice, Milan and Rome boast many well-known masterpieces from this age of enlightenment. However, the largest concentration of high art and architecture of Renaissance Italy, hence of the world, is in Florence. To travel in Florence is to truly take a trip back in time, to the age of discovery, when mankind passed from the darkness of the Middle Ages to a time of luxury, increased artistic freedom and scientific advancement."



Art and Florence ... Whoever has been in Florence knows about the museum Uffizi, which together with Museo del Prado (Spain) and Louvre (France) makes the historical puzzle complete. So much mystery behind the paintings..Mona Lisa....it takes my breath away. A picture itself can be alive, right in front of your eyes, yet you may not have a clue what it is about unless you study art. Art is the struggle to understand. I like it more as a mysterious piece which makes me wonder.  I gather together thoughts, in my imagination, everything I think the picture represents. And I'm usually wrong...but it’s my imagination and it allows me to make up things that no one would ever thought of....it’s the power we posses. Being an artist is a gift. You’re born with a magical hand not taught. It’s a magnificent gift in fact, one should be proud of…There are many artists that I adore…but here are some of the pictures that made me loose myself in them...

This art is silent poetry.

I love these pictures of Flamenco dancers...no faces, only movements...makes me want to dance! They're so ALIVE!

Morning Sunlight

Old Florence

Beauty...takes one back in time...(Once upon a time...)

          Collier- Godiva

My favorite painting of all time...The Birth of Venus ( La Nascita di Venere) by Botticelli

Interpretation: Venus had two aspects: she was an earthy goddess who aroused humans to physical love or she was a heavenly goddess who inspired intellectual love in them. (Interpretation of Plato - and - the members of the Florentine Platonic Academy.Plato further argued that contemplation of physical beauty allowed the mind to better understand spiritual beauty. So, looking at Venus, the most beautiful of goddesses, might at first raise a physical response in viewers which then lifted their minds towards the Creator.

My Interpretation: In my world, it represents freedom and love. Her naked body stands untouched and sacred yet exposed to passion freely. She is the Goddess of Love, she is a beauty. In my eyes, she is pure and innocent and a very passionate woman, the most beautiful I've seen from the Renaissance era.

LOVELY!

"No great artist ever sees things as they really are. If he did, he would cease to be an artist. "

By Oscar Wilde

An Eternal Love Story

I’ve been thinking about a place where I’d like to go and explore its enchanting beauty and one popped in my head, Agra, India. I’ve read many books on its history and the Mughal Empire, which began in the 16th century and ended in the mid-19th century. One thing that stands out from this part of era is the most unique monument in the history of the world, Taj Mahal. The monument is a saga of love, dedicated to one woman, Arjumand Banu Begum or best known as Mumtaz Mahal. Her husband Shah Jahan built it for her and it stands for love, companionship and memories. Do men like this walk the Earth nowadays, I wonder?

Mumtaz Mahal & Shah Jahan

Taj Mahal- In its purest form.

The construction of the Taj commenced in 1631 and was completed in 1653

" As a tribute to a beautiful woman and as a monument for enduring love, the Taj reveals its subtleties when one visits it without being in a hurry. The rectangular base of Taj is in itself symbolic of the different sides from which to view a beautiful woman. The main gate is like a veil to a woman’s face which should be lifted delicately, gently and without haste on the wedding night. In indian tradition the veil is lifted gently to reveal the beauty of the bride. As one stands inside the main gate of Taj, his eyes are directed to an arch which frames the Taj.

Red Fort in Agra. This was their home

 

 

Beautiful architecture, leaves me speechless...

Arjumand was one lucky woman!

On a full-moon night,
Taj bathes bare with immortal grace

in the cool serene waters softly shining,

like a moonlit dreamcarved in white grandeur.

Marbled mausoleum gathers dust of endless love

of Mughal imperial lovers and sweet scent of sleeping jasmines

lingers on the calligraphed graves while pearly dew drops

caress the majestic marvel, in misty opaque twilight.

When night sings lullaby, and moon sleeps on

pillow of cushiony-clouds monument of unparalleled love

guarded by the emerald-green groves,

pruned so meticulously sheds pristine tear drops

on the weathered pages of history.

Copyright 2008 © By Bharat Trivedi

I found and read this beautiful poem written by Bharat Trivedi. Through his words I feel as if I am there eyewitnessing an enternal love and loosing myself in the beauty of Taj.