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‘Well-proportioned, well-balanced’ are just a few words that describe symmetry. For my thesis I’m researching how we measure our position in this world through art. I see art as a visual langue and therefore it can be found all around us. But foremost I’m interested in how symmetric and asymmetric can influence us while we may be unaware of it. This world has so many things to offer that we easy can be confused. We create a certain order so we don’t get lost in the chaos. We have done this for ages. I believe we were ordering our lives even before we had a spoken langue. It might even be introduced into this world before the first humans existed. A natural preference. There are scientists who claim that programming a symmetric form for life uses less code than a form of life that is asymmetric.

Back to the now...for last week I saw this image on the news of German Chancellor Angela Merkel who addressed the Bundestag on the European Union plans to save the euro. Since I’ve lost interest in the news for a while I only encounter it at the gym when I work out. So while I’m working on my condition my eyes get a change to wonder over the screens in front of me. Sometimes there is sound and it’s even better when the sound is off. This enables me to use the visual information only. Without the chitchat of reporters I have the idea that I get a better understanding of what it is really going on. My ‘thesis research state’ is one that works continues. And seeing this great room where (so called) important things are being discussed left me in awe by the force of the symmetric dominance. Is that a spread winged eagle in the back? Are we living in 2011? I understand that symmetry and beauty are often linked, particularly by mathematicians and scientists but in this case I felt they were worlds apart. Here symmetry is used to be an obvious feature of good, practical and effective design. The only problem is that I don’t believe it. It’s like they went through enormous effort to make sure everybody gets the importance of this space. But I believe it’s a false message. I think this once was believable in the mid 1990’s but not anymore. Therefore the message that comes from this place in our current time will not be believable. I would like to quote from an article by the art historian Dagobert Frey about the tension between symmetry and asymmetry:

Symmetry signifies rest and binding, asymmetry motion and loosening, the one order and law, the other arbitrariness and accident, the one formal rigidity and constraint, the other life, play and freedom.


While the tension between symmetry and asymmetry is recognized there is also an argument that symmetry forms the basis on which asymmetry can be built, manipulated and used.  The philosopher and aesthetician, Theodor Adorno saw the relationship between the two as a sort of dialect: 'In artistic matters, asymmetry can be grasped only in relation to symmetry.' Symmetry is the basis on which asymmetry can be built, just as the curves, irregularities and organic forms of a Gaudi building are relaying on the geometry of horizontal and vertical structures. 

Even the division of two oranges can look symmetric but as individual pieces there are many differences. To explore this relation even further I will travel to Vaals in the south of Holland next week. Where Dutch Benedictine monk and architect Don Hans van der Waal aimed to come closer to nature, by seeking a formal language of building which has the same scale one finds in natural growth. Numbers are the key to his work and he made his own number sequences in order to achieve a wider range of combinations and possibilities. 

Things that connect

He whispers:"Why is it so dark?" She replies "In the beginning it is always dark." He looks at a tiny light that glows in the palm of her hand. He asks again:"What is that?" She whispers:"One grain of sand, that is all that remains of my vast empire." She looks up at him and sees him frown. "Everything has totally disappeared?" He asks her defeated. She sighs:"Yes". He continues:"Then everything has been in vain." Her face lights up as she says:"No, it hasn't. Fantasia can arise in you. In your dreams and wishes Bastian." He looks up at her in amazement and wonders "How?" She continues:"Open your hand" and she glides the glowing grain of sand into his palm. He looks bewildered into her eyes and she gently smiles while she says:"What are you going to wish for?" He stutters "I don't know." Her face turns sad and she says:"Than there will be no Fantasia, anymore." He frowns and wonders aloud:"How many wishes do I get?" With great pleasure she replies:"As many as you want, and the more wishes you make the more magnificent Fantasia will become." His eyes open wide:"REALLY?" She smiles and says:"Try it..." He takes a pause, looks at the glowing light and says:"Then my first wish is............"


Directed and co-written by Wolfgan Petersen the movie 'The Never Ending Story' was released in the Netherlands on 6 December 1984. Although I was 8 years old at the time I don't remember seeing the movie at the cinemas so I must have watched it a year later on television. And it still left a huge impression. I have returned to the film several times after that. Each time appreciating different aspects of it, like the fact that it's live action with (at the time) visually stunning imagery. The paste of the film is easy and characters get enough chance to develop a relation with the viewer. The story comes down to a boy who needs a friend but finds a world that needs a hero in a land beyond imagination. Viewing the movie in this age would be a very different experience. Early 80's fantasy films were dealing with myths and mystery much more than the current generation is served with. Films like 'The Dark Crystal' and "The Secret Of NIMH' and even "Xanadu" or "Brazil" all invite the viewer to explore vast amounts of landscapes within themselves. Never are they visually overruling the storyline. And whenever you return to these classics you will be given something new. So it was on my couch sunday night where I felt parts of my life that came crumbling down. Like a big earthquake that hit me straight in my stomach. All this change, these emotions, this pressure became a terrible Danse Du Macabre. And suddenly there was this single grain of light. At first I found it quite original, I thought I had invented it myself. But only today I realized that the image came from 26 years ago. So here it is. A very comforting, soothing scene from a lovely childhood memory.

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