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Lessons of Pompidou by Misha Lyuve
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Sep 24, 2013

Last week, while in Paris I visited Pompidou Center and here is what it taught me.

In travel literature it was described as “monstrous” and “love it or hate it.” Among the refined and airy neighborhood Parisian buildings with fine moldings and intricate railings, Pompidou Center does feel like a sore in an eye – a large transparent box with metal columns where functional inner workings (water and air pipes, elevators, wiring) brought to the outside in bright red, yellow, blue and green.

Many times had I seen it before and this time around yet again I found it bizarre, puzzling, incomprehensible.

Inside the center I visited the modern art section of 1960+ at National Museum of Modern Art. It immersed me into the diverse multi-media world of art that left me emotionally touched and experientially full.

Kader Attia "Ghost"

Kader Attia "Ghost"

Pompidou paris view

The view from the very top of Pompidou Center

The building has also terraces on top floors. Each of them brought out a unique view of Paris. From the very top you can see myriad of roofs with Eiffel tower in the back. From the lower floor you could catch close up details of the buildings near by.

There was a moment when I realized that like in many other life situations I was looking for attributes of beauty on the outside, but Pompidou Center was showing it to me from the inside.

When I left the museum and looked back at the building, I saw it in a new light. Now I could appreciate how purposeful and deliberate it was. How in contrast it highlighted the elegance of the surrounding, while proudly keeping its one of a kind character. Proudly. And yes, there was monstrosity and there was beauty.

Pompidou center paris

Happiness by Misha Lyuve

Sep 24, 2013

“All people wish to be happy; only a few understand that real happiness cannot be obtained with restlessness that is created by constant searching”

I-Ching, The Book of Changes and the Unchanging Truth, Hua-Ching Ni
Hex 27, Providing Nourishment

Why I Like Flying on September 11th by Misha Lyuve

Sep 10, 2013

In memory of Neil Shastri

Airplane against the sky

Even if you flew million times before, airports bring a feeling of anticipation. Kid-like. It grows as the airplane starts to accelerate on the runway and peeks when the wheels lift off the ground. I experienced this during my first flight when I was about 7 and it is still here. Is this real? Am I about to go into the skies?

On the airplane, unlike in most other confined spaces, I give up resisting the physical and emotional constraints of my seats, belts and neighbors. Instead, they keep me from my usual restlessness and allow for contemplation and creative processes.

Sunset from airplane

From the sky everything looks mesmerizing, even the most ordinary objects. If you are lucky you can catch a glimpse of the sun, or a sunset or a sunrise, or the moon, or just unrepeatable patterns of clouds. Am I closer to God?

And the arrival is always like a small victory. Even if it is getting back home, it is still a beginning of the next journey.

Today is September 11th, 2013. See you in the skies.

Sky from the airplane

The view of a city and aiprlane wing