This new training video demonstrates OUSA's post-Futures structure in a nutshell.
Showing posts with label Romania. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Romania. Show all posts
Wednesday, 26 August 2009
Me - how?
No more theatre
Here is a wide (currently under renovation) plaza in Targu Mures - real 'place for the people' stuff, or at least that was my outsider's feeling. Fluid borders are here: not just in the Hungarian-Romanian dual identity and the clash between Communism and capitalism, but in the border between past and present, men and women and the tourist and its target. Borders are wet, permeable, and always handled by women who are adept with a hose.
Modes of address
Conference fun
Tuesday, 25 August 2009
Feline hungry
Apold
This place is a 'Saxon' village in Romania. We went here to hunt for one of our biggest friend's roots (I don't mean a fat lady with hair-dying problems) and ended up talking to some Roma and climbing up a church tower to take this picture (it's in arty black and white mode - how louche).
If you click on it to blow the picture up you can see people on bikes!
Room for the bite
Friday, 14 August 2009
This old house
AN OLD HOUSE IN SIBIU
Not for nothing does
one layer of brick grow thicker
carrying a need
not to budge at all.
Then another,
small, mouldy
slips into the frame.
The bastards who lived here;
elements - the hydrogen and helium,
iron and uranium of the human soul -
trace tourists' started eyes.
That rather poncey poem was written when I was musing on the relationship between poetry and science as conceived in Eastern Europe, which of course is not a poncey thing to think about at all.
The above house in Sibiu is four hundred years old and probably going to end up as a shop selling amber or mobile phones or something.
I have no doughnuts but I have dumplings
So said the waitress one night in Sinaia. In Sighisoara (hope I've spelt that right) all our dreams came true.
Wednesday, 12 August 2009
Sinaia sense of security?
Tuesday, 28 April 2009
Bucharest fast food
This chicken outlet in the centre of Bucharest is fairly hard not to miss.
In identity terms, it testifies I suppose to Romanian humour (in the light of bird flu), which I also saw in an exhibition (can't put photos on here for fear of copyright) of cartoons, for example showing Romanians taking over Covent Garden with big stars on stages and Roma beggars at the door. We were talking in our tutorial the other day about whether minorities use humour as a kind of strategy - I think Romania isn't really a minority, but it maybe feels kind of on the edge or something (as far as one can generalise).
Two alternative takes on Killer Chicken - this one http://viapontica.wordpress.com/2009/02/25/hilarious-name-killer-chicken-bucharest-fast-food-outlet/ from an ex-LSE man turned property market analyst, contrasts with the more sybaritic http://therockmother.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-say-roumania-i-say-romania.html
Monday, 27 April 2009
Tourism tropes
We were talking about this in connection with my European Studies course - different views of countries as expressed through tourism literature.
This is a poster in Bucharest two and a half years ago - note how the concept of the grand tour is still with us, how more expensive the UK is, and how Tower Bridge is an enduring icon (also used in Eurovision 1999 by Israel).
As always, click on the picture to make it larger.
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