This is a really old theory of mine, I wonder if you find some truth to it (knowing that it is forcedly over-simplified...)
I find that the cities and the people who live in can be characterised by the same traits. Example: to me London is bustling, noisy, but filled with art, culture and an "I am better than anyone" snobbist attitude paired with loads of money - and the whole mix poured over with some cheap parfume...as are the people. Budapest to me is a city of extremes: nowhere can you find so much excellence together with so much negligence of details, so fabulous beauty with so scary ugliness, so much depression and anger with that much lust for life...as in its people and its walls. To me Brussels is desperately grey - struggling to get out of it, but failing again and again, probably due to laziness. Paris is about glamour and elegance, but faking so much: not letting anybody into any of its inner thoughts, just showing up with the best appearance every day - making you believe that you get everything, even though you are far from it.
How about Vancouver? How about Ljubljana? Any such subjective impressions?
(Photo: courtesy of P.K. from the "Millenáris" series)
3 comments:
I agree, but they are not a general persons for me, than exact ones. Or life-parts.
They can be changed by time. Bordeaux for me was grey and empty like Vienna on a winter Sunday, after rat poisoning :) Now it is an old friend I had to leave suddenly.
Budapest is Budapest, exact places are worse :)
Ljubljana was terrible grey mass overcrowded with faceless ants in a fancy bonboniere, now its a place of quite some possibilities, far not fancy.
Vancouver is Nana. And it will stay like this for a very long time :)
I wish someone could make a song out of this insight. I would sing it, again and again.
One song exsists: here, neve is van ... :)
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