Autumn Red

Autumn Red

by Karline Kim G.

Autumn’s breath was in the air

And the trees began to shiver

Slowly leaves turned brown and gold

As all that’s green began to wither

Yet not all leaves turned to yellow

Some chose not to fade instead

How could I have ever failed to notice

That Autumn comes in shades of red

In crimson hues and russet tones

They glowed in defiant splendor

A final show before Winter comes

When all leaves must then surrender

In quiet reverie I stood

Gazing at the leaves ahead

Thanking God for every season

And for Autumns in shades of red

Have a lovely Autumn season!

The Making of a Masterpiece

The Sagrada Família is a temple, which has been in construction since 1882 − that’s one-hundred-thirty-two (132!) years of building. Yet it’s still unfinished! But despite of being a perpetual construction site, Templo Expiatorio de la Sagrada Família (Expiatory Temple of the Holy Family) has become a landmark of Barcelona. Thousands of tourists swarm the church, taking pictures of it from all possible angles, scaffoldings, cranes and all. Most of the tourists leave it at that, choosing to move on to the next item on their itinerary. I mean, I see their point. If the building is not yet done, what could possibly be seen inside? And if the interior of the Sagrada Família is not a dusty mess then it would probably look similar to the cathedrals all over Europe. 

Well...let me just say this: the interior of the church far eclipses the exterior. If you’ve already come to look at the church from the outside, might as well go inside and witness a historical masterpiece in the making. It’ll be like being there while the Eiffel Tower was only an unfinished mass of twisted metal. This is history being written and if I missed out on the  building of the Great Pyramids of Giza and the Great Wall of China, at least I can say that I got to see the construction of the Sagrada Família.

This church is a masterpiece of art and Antonio Gaudí was the artist who made me literally stop in my tracks as I beheld the church from the inside. With my mouth open in astonishment, I did not know where to look first. It was a sensory overload kind of moment...a heady sensation that befuddled my mind as I tried to absorb all that I was seeing. In contrast to other great European churches, the Sagrada Família was not dimly lit but was flooded in a kaleidoscope of colors. It was a delightful mix of flowing curves and slanting columns (no boring straight lines), of jagged edges and sloping lines. All imaginable shapes and colors were thrown in to create this extraordinary house of worship − and as I said, it’s still unfinished! So dear reader, please give yourself a visual treat and step inside the Sagrada Família for a perfusion of color and delight.

Thank you for reading!

Snippets & Musings

When I’m not traveling, I do not often take my camera with me. Ok...maybe, more often than most people bring theirs, but still not as often as I would like to. My point is that there are so many everyday trivialities that are easily taken for granted when in fact, they are wonderful realities of day to day living. For such moments, when I want to capture a slip in time, I whip out my iPhone. It’s quite enough to capture those quick stolen moments of life. 

Here are a few of those snippets I want to share with you.

A Lovely Weekend to All!

Beautiful Madness of Casa Batlló

Stepping into Casa Batlló was like stepping into a painting of Dali or Picasso, where reality gave way to imagination. Antonio Gaudí went all wild with this one, integrating dragon backs and bones and the spine of a whale. Yet in all that confusion of tiles and wood and stained glass, there was an order in the disorder. There was art to be found in the chaos. If I were to describe Casa Batlló in one word it would be compelling. You could not look at Casa Batlló without actually seeing it. It was a kind of in your face work of art that demanded your attention. Walking from one room to the other, I got the feeling that Gaudí didn’t care if I liked his work or not. Somehow, it was as though when he designed  the house he didn’t care if it evoked hatred or interest or awe or inspiration. What mattered  was that it compelled people to feel something. Anything. And if indeed this was so, Gaudí achieved just that. 

In a world of rules and structure, I found Casa Batlló utterly refreshing. The staircase handrail at the entrance of the house was like the spine of a whale and near the top of the house was a white hallway that felt like walking through the rib cage of a beast. Even the ceilings were not left bare as chandeliers and oddly shaped light fixtures hung from swirling and undulating lines. To top it all off, the back of a large dragon dominated the roof! It was chaos. It was madness. But what compelling chaos and beautiful madness it was.

Thank you for reading!