Male C. Pig a.k.a. Svinopolist (piggymouse) wrote,
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Архитектура брежневской эпохи — arrangements of mad grotesqueness

По ссылке от tacente — фотографии советской архитектуры 1970-90х от Фредерика Шобена.

In his book Cosmic Communist Constructions Photographed, Frédéric Chaubin documents 90 buildings in 14 former-USSR republics belonging to what he calls the 'fourth age' of Soviet architecture. They reveal an unexpected rebirth of imagination, a burgeoning that took place from 1970 until 1990 and in which, contrary to the 20s and 30s, no 'school' or main trend emerges. These buildings represent a chaotic impulse brought about by a decaying system. Their diversity announces the end of the Soviet Union.

На пятой фотографии у меня проснулось какое-то смутное чувство, а на седьмой я расчехлил iPad и перечитал следующие бессмертные строки.

The half-mile walk downhill to the actual city, with the upper wind shrieking vainly and savagely through the skyward peaks in the background, was something of which the smallest details will always remain engraved on my mind. Only in fantastic nightmares could any human beings but Danforth and me conceive such optical effects. Between us and the churning vapors of the west lay that monstrous tangle of dark stone towers, its outre and incredible forms impressing us afresh at every new angle of vision. It was a mirage in solid stone, and were it not for the photographs, I would still doubt that such a thing could be. The general type of masonry was identical with that of the rampart we had examined; but the extravagant shapes which this masonry took in its urban manifestations were past all description.

Even the pictures illustrate only one or two phases of its endless variety, preternatural massiveness, and utterly alien exoticism. There were geometrical forms for which an Euclid would scarcely find a name — cones of all degrees of irregularity and truncation, terraces of every sort of provocative disproportion, shafts with odd bulbous enlargements, broken columns in curious groups, and five-pointed or five-ridged arrangements of mad grotesqueness. As we drew nearer we could see beneath certain transparent parts of the ice sheet, and detect some of the tubular stone bridges that connected the crazily sprinkled structures at various heights. Of orderly streets there seemed to be none, the only broad open swath being a mile to the left, where the ancient river had doubtless flowed through the town into the mountains.

Howard P. Lovecraft, At the Mountains of Madness

Five-pointed arrangements my ass!

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