Friday, August 6, 2010

TOS Assignment 2 : Book Review - 'Chocolat'

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chocolat
Have you ever wondered how powerful chocolate can be? It can certainly tantalize your taste buds, but it can also create rifts and bridge gaps between people. Joanne Harris' 'Chocolat' explores the magic of chocolate through the eyes of the mysterious Vianne Rocher, in the quaint little French village of Lansquenet-sous-Tannes.

Vianne is extraordinary. She reads cards and people, has unusually accurate intuitive powers and moves nomadically around the world, along with her daughter Anouk, 'whenever the wind changes'.

Vianne and Anouk chance upon the village of Lansquenet on the day of the carnival. It is the kind of place that vanishes in the blink of an eye, while one buzzes across the highway. With a population of merely two hundred, it consists of a main street with classic beige, timber houses leading up to the main square. The cobbled square is dominated by the blindingly white church tower, rising high above the band of small shops, bakeries and eateries. The Tannes flows past the back of the village, flanked by sharply divided fields, vineyards and orchards, in between. The description of the village becomes more vivid as the authoress contrasts the pretty site of the country homes with the glumness and melancholy if its inhabitants.

 Vianne rents a small double storey musty house, which used to be a bakery. Along with her daughter, she cleans up the place, paints it and makes it her own. The transformation of space has been described beautifully - one can feel the space change from a cold and musty set of rooms, to a warm and welcoming one, much like Vianne herself. She opens a Chocolaterie 'La Celeste Praline' on the ground floor and then things start to change. It becomes a place for secrets to be told, statements to be made, change to happen.

The village priest, however, is extremely wary of Vianne and thinks she's a bad influence as she tempts people to indulge in the sinful, gooey goodness of chocolate, that too in the season of self-denial, Lent. As the days pass, the situation becomes so intense that the priest, along with half the village, starts a campaign called "church not chocolate". The rest of the story is a tussle between the two and no guesses for who wins!

The part of the village described most vividly is the main square. Both the priest and Vianne can see each other from their respective abodes. The chimes of the church tower can be heard really loudly in her house, indicating the close proximity of the church to the chocolaterie, which is ironic as Vianne does not go to church and is quite the social outcast.

Another part of the village appearing many times in the story is the river side, often referred to as Les Mauraud. It has been described as a swampy, greenish-grey strip of land with a rather rotten smell about it. Funnily enough, the children of the village are the happiest playing here. I think it goes to show how they lead stifled lives within the village, just like their families, and come to the riverside for a much needed break.
In fact, many of the misfits in the village, such as the 'witch' Armande Voizin, lived in houses along the riverside, away from the main village.

What is commendable about this book is the style of writing. Quoting from the book : ""That's my house over there." She nodded at one of the river houses, this one in better repair than the rest, freshly white washed and with scarlet germaniums in the window boxes."

This line essentially describes only three features of the house, namely, it sits by the river, its white-washed, and has window boxes with flowers. However when one reads it, one gets a clear image of the house with all its details in place. Speaking for myself, I think of a gable ended sloping roof with black slate tiles, a classic grid window with colorful, louvered wooden shutters and maybe a tiny garden next to it. The point being that the prose is so aptly written, that the gaps are simply filled in by the reader's mind, making it easy to imagine the setting, which may vary from person to person.

Joanne Harris paints the perfect picture of Lansquenet-sous-Tannes, which  possesses a timeless quality, so rare in today's world. The sheer quaintness of the setting combined with the warmth of 'La Celeste Praline' make 'Chocolat' a delicious read!  

[Assignment for 'Theory of Settlements'; Date of Submission 06/08/2010]

Thursday, August 5, 2010

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Wednesday, August 4, 2010

TOS Assignment 1 : Asi es la vida!

Las Rambla
image courtesy: www.spain4uk.co.uk
When I look back at 2003, I think of my zit infested face peering down at a podgy hamster scuttling about in his cage in a pet stall right in the middle of one of Barcelona's busiest streets. I'm talking about Las Rambla, the centre of activity in the port city of Barcelona, Spain. For many reasons, a vivid picture of things in and around that street are embedded in my memory, and I've noted them down here…

Las Rambla is a commercial street lined with shops, eateries, hotels, flamenco clubs and museums. It  has two motorable  roads, about 6 metres each, on either side of a triply wide pedestrian plaza, running along the entire 1200-odd metre length. The street terminates at a T junction where, I remember, stood the statue of Christopher Columbus.
When we walked past the statue, across the perpendicular road, we found ourselves on a wide bridge which led to an expo-center, surrounded by the sea on all sides. The shiny, metal skin of the building gleamed in the strong sun as we approached it, with the stark backdrop of the endless blue sea and the orange sky - quite amazing. It had shops, restaurants and a temporary reptile exhibition as well!

A pet stall on Las Rambla
image courtesy
: www.tracystravels.co.uk
Walking down the main spine of Las Rambla was an experience in itself. Lined with shady trees on both sides and rows of evenly spaced stalls, it had vendors selling everything from magazines, flowers and gadgets to postcards and even pets. My joy knew no bounds when I saw a baby caiman (from the alligator family) swimming around in a tiny aquarium in one of the stalls! A very interesting thing about the restaurants on this street was that they had their seating in the pedestrian area, complete with large umbrellas and easy-to-move furniture, but their kitchens were on the other side of the road. Waiters running across the roads, dodging the traffic with plates in their hands, was quite a site!

The cobbled by-lanes, branching out of the main spine, were equally interesting. They had some of the quirkiest shops and best restaurants - I can still taste that sea-food paella in my mouth! One of the high points, was Picasso's old house which had been converted into a museum. I distinctly remember an intimate courtyard with an external staircase leading up to a viewing gallery.

A street artist
image courtesy: www.barcelonaphotoblog.com
Las Rambla was no less than a carnival with street performers, enthusiastic salesmen and a multi-ethnic assortment of people, right from the Arabs to Indians to Africans. One of the most influential aspects of any place are the people who inhabit it, and Barcelona boasts of vibrant population.

Barcelona is certainly a city of the arts, right from the awe-inspiring edifices of Gaudi to the elegant Spanish opera houses and dance-forms like the salsa and flamenco. One of my most cherished memories of Barcelona is of the last night we spent there, when we went to a small club which was staging a flamenco performance. It was a small hall, stuffed with people, sitting informally around a small, dramatically lit platform. The Sangria (a drink made with wine and fruit)was flowing and the mosaic walls looked psychedelic. The sharp, suave movements of the man complimented by the flowy, riveting movements of the woman were enthralling. It was a perfect ending to a very memorable trip, indeed. 


[Assignment for 'Theory of Settlements';Date of Submission - 06/08/2010]

Design Manifesto - Sell Yourself!


[Assignment for 'Theory of Design']


Tuesday, August 3, 2010

OBITUARY



Ar. Varun Bajaj
(1990-2080)

After a fulfilling, healthy life of 90 long years, Architect Varun Bajaj died in his sleep earlier today, at his residence in Perfectopolis, the city which he designed. Best known for his contribution to urban design and his near-utopian city projects, Bajaj also has a number of residential and educational buildings to his credit.

Born an brought up in a business family in Delhi/Ghaziabad, Bajaj did his schooling from Modern School, Barakhamba Road and went on to study architecture at the prestigious School of Planning and Architecture, Delhi. He graduated in 2013 and went on to obtain a masters degree in Urban Design from Massachusetts Institute of Technology, Boston. 

His early work consisted of a number of small and large residential projects, many of which were in Europe. He got his due with the design of the Delhi University campus in 2025, after which he continued with many educational/institutional projects, all of which showed respect to their context and surrounding environment, while being very unique in their own way.

In 2040, after many years of research and study, Bajaj came up with his most ingenious idea - "Perfectopolis", the perfect city. This "idea" was translated into reality in the next 12 years, creating the first successful prototype for a near-utopian settlement. It served as a base model for many towns and villages in developing countries, specially in India.

Bajaj retired from mainstream architectural work in 2055, while doing a couple of interesting projects here and there, once in a while. Apart from architecture, Bajaj was a keen traveler, and maintained a popular blog, writing about his adventures and experiences on a regular basis. In fact, it was updated just 2 days before he passed away. Varun Bajaj is survived by his wife and 2 children.
He may not have been a celebrity, in the right sense of the word, but he shall be missed by the architecture fraternity around the world.


[An assignment for 'Theory of Design']