Well, I hope you didn't already tell all your friends about your knew knowledge of the Riga Central Market, because it was simply wrong. It's not Bauhaus at all (although elements of this can be found in B. too). The B. School was founded only in the early 1920's, I think (when the hangars already existed for years), and it was actually void of all ornaments (such as those visible on the walls between the bows). I guess my brain must have taken a break. What I meant to write was Art Deco, but that seems actually wrong, too, because it too developed in the early 20's. Unless the walls didn't belong to the hangars originally?
Bauhaus is actually a style (or rather the name of a school developing this style) developed as alternative to the clash of industrial production and the appearance of handcraft that was so common at that time, and the often excessive use of decoration, which as their founders thought distracted from the main purpose of building houses, which is why they focused on just the necessary. It actually was heavily influenced by constructivism (and similar styles of that time), but other than that focused on usable objects such as houses or furniture instead of art itself, which instead they thought to be the means for the purpose of building something. There are a lot of buildings and furnitures that are really beautiful in their simplicity.
Excuse my senior moment; on the plus side you now know about Bauhaus... :)
Also: I love that you are looking up these things. I always do that, too! And guess what I looked up earlier today? Right, the Central Market of Riga and its hangar past :)
Your Bauhaus secret is safe with me and everyone else who can read the comments on this public post... I think the time period isn't actually off. They started building the market in 1924. If I understand correctly, only the curved metal parts are from the hangars - the brick and concrete stuff was all added in the 20s. (If there was more to the hangars, it would also have been more weird to ship them from Kurland.) And hey, the website of the market says they have some art deco elements on the facades, so well spotted! (The clue I have about 20s architecture is not so much, so I'll take their word for it and yours, too. :D) Look at us, educating each other. :)
There's a website about the market? I didn't find that. Probably because I just looked for the hangars and where they came from, because next to Frankfurt there's a town called Zeppelinheim, which was built together with the new Zeppelin port (where now is the Frankfurt Airport) for those who worked at the port or in the airships. And of course I thought maybe the hangars came from here (which - would be kind of far even as reparation, now that I think of it).
That sounds delicious! Unfortunately it reminds me that I have to cook nowish, which is one chore I hate. Hate. Some friends of mine suggested a few years back we should all regularly meet for cooking together. I must have stared at them as if they had grown purple horns. That sounded to me as pleasant as meeting for ironing together. (We still did that for a while, but I made it very clear that I was going to care for the entertainment only. Which I ended up not following through. Of course not. Argh.)
Why I don't like it? Hm, I don't really know. At first it was probably that I felt under pressure whenever I had to cook because I grew up with the image that every woman knows how to cook, but I didn't. I was never interested in learning it, even though my mom gladly would've taught me. Of course when I moved in with my boyfriend I asked her for a few recipes, and it turned out not being so hard, but I always felt the looming failure.
Later with the kids I had to cook every day, often with a baby on my arm or a kid that I shouldn't leave my eyes off or some such things, and mostly in a hurry to be done in time for caring about whatever. And of course with the pressure that it had to be healthy and varied and to their liking and without the falilure to raise picky children, which got harder with the third son since he quickly developed a lot of allergies. (Try cooking for four kids with very different tastes without someone refusing. Every day. Though I even can't complain, none of them is really picky, but of course each of them has things they don't like.)
I guess it mostly boils down to growing up with a mom who was convinced cooking for your kids and husband was essential for being a good mom and wife. So I had to be good at it, but wasn't. Already lost.
I always considered it work instead of 'Mmm, let's make something yummie!'. Having never enough time and always too much work, I don't need the added cooking work. Honestly? I prefer cleaning the toilets to cutting vegetables...
Yeah, I can see how that kind of pressure would take the fun out of things. :( I've *had* to cook little enough that it feels more like a hobby or a game to me.
Bauhaus is actually a style (or rather the name of a school developing this style) developed as alternative to the clash of industrial production and the appearance of handcraft that was so common at that time, and the often excessive use of decoration, which as their founders thought distracted from the main purpose of building houses, which is why they focused on just the necessary. It actually was heavily influenced by constructivism (and similar styles of that time), but other than that focused on usable objects such as houses or furniture instead of art itself, which instead they thought to be the means for the purpose of building something. There are a lot of buildings and furnitures that are really beautiful in their simplicity.
Excuse my senior moment; on the plus side you now know about Bauhaus... :)
Also: I love that you are looking up these things. I always do that, too! And guess what I looked up earlier today? Right, the Central Market of Riga and its hangar past :)
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I think the time period isn't actually off. They started building the market in 1924. If I understand correctly, only the curved metal parts are from the hangars - the brick and concrete stuff was all added in the 20s. (If there was more to the hangars, it would also have been more weird to ship them from Kurland.) And hey, the website of the market says they have some art deco elements on the facades, so well spotted! (The clue I have about 20s architecture is not so much, so I'll take their word for it and yours, too. :D)
Look at us, educating each other. :)
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'Look at us, educating each other. :) ' - :D
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Yeah, no, I'm afraid those were the kind of German hangars that weren't actually from Germany. :D
...Passing urge to call the new flat Zeppelinheim and then cook cepelinai there. Cool name!
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Some friends of mine suggested a few years back we should all regularly meet for cooking together. I must have stared at them as if they had grown purple horns. That sounded to me as pleasant as meeting for ironing together. (We still did that for a while, but I made it very clear that I was going to care for the entertainment only. Which I ended up not following through. Of course not. Argh.)
(We cooked together. We didn't iron.)
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It really is a beautiful place. I'd love to go in and smell the smells...
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I mean, you might not want to go into it right now, on the public post, but consider me intrigued.
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Later with the kids I had to cook every day, often with a baby on my arm or a kid that I shouldn't leave my eyes off or some such things, and mostly in a hurry to be done in time for caring about whatever. And of course with the pressure that it had to be healthy and varied and to their liking and without the falilure to raise picky children, which got harder with the third son since he quickly developed a lot of allergies. (Try cooking for four kids with very different tastes without someone refusing. Every day. Though I even can't complain, none of them is really picky, but of course each of them has things they don't like.)
I guess it mostly boils down to growing up with a mom who was convinced cooking for your kids and husband was essential for being a good mom and wife. So I had to be good at it, but wasn't. Already lost.
I always considered it work instead of 'Mmm, let's make something yummie!'. Having never enough time and always too much work, I don't need the added cooking work. Honestly? I prefer cleaning the toilets to cutting vegetables...
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