Zürich from the ground
Lately, besides floating, I have also become somewhat obsessed with the view from ground level. Literally. The view of Zürich from on high truly was stunning, but there are many things which can catch one’s attention when looking up from the ground. Looking across the forecourt of the Grossmünster, taking in the semi-regular shapes of the cobbles, the texture of the grit between them, the green copper roof of the Fraumünster in the distance, the shape of the tree and the bright green of its leaves create a completely different sense of scale than the scene of the Alps from the top of its tower.
Turning around towards the Grossmünster itself, I was taken aback by its impressive door. Text and images are cast or carved into the panels, an impressive relief. As with other Cathedrals, when looking up from the ground, you really get a sense of the weight of the building, the strength of the stone, the arches between the towers offer a fine and lighter counterpoint to the weight of the doors. I was impressed.
There is something else about the cobbled streets, something about narrow, winding alleys and buildings that seem to lean into each other which makes me feel exhilarated. I grew up in a city that was, from its first day, planned. This means that streets are very wide, there is a definite sense of order. Even in the most well-maintained of European cities, the old quarters are always a little bit twisted on themselves, streets knotting together, opening out into large plazas where market stalls can be set up, or winding to an unexpected dead-end. CIA and I spent much of our day walking around the streets of the old city, losing ourselves amongst bistros, boutiques and stunning old houses. The cobbles really made an impression though, but maybe not as much as CIA’s red shoes.
When you keep an eye on what’s going on at ground level though, you can really sometimes find something funny. It may not be the most original stencil, but for sure it made us chuckle.
Photos by PJD, occasioning odd looks from passersby as he contorted himself to get the right angles and light.