Looking up from the ground (brutalist architecture in Tel Aviv)

Tel Aviv brutalism, Israel architecture photography, brutalist architecture, documentary photography, female photographer, Storytelling photography, Tel Aviv skyline, Urbanism, Fine art photography

Looking up from the ground

Imitation lies in the cradle of humankind. To become self-reliant, it is essential to mimic our surroundings. What causes a sensation catches our attention: This setting determines how we speak, move, behave, and what we expect. The longer we grow into this conception, the more we look up to it, and the harder we try to comply with it.

With the assumption that they must know the ultimate truth, we are looking up to those who explain our world. They form the guideline by which we orient ourselves. However, trying to match all the associated expectations is challenging work, which leads to a never-ending search for arrival.

It makes disappointment inevitable to act like somebody that one does not feel like. Looking up from the ground to who we want to be, does not make this expectation more realistic. We are attracted to what represents us externally because it provides a clear direction.

While trying to match what others think is correct, we often forget to listen to ourselves. Hence, we continue looking up to an arbitrarily created ideal, although we already know that trying to accomplish something you don’t believe in never works out in the end.

Brutalist architecture in Tel Aviv

In contrast to other architectural styles, brutalism usually goes the minimalist way. This means it is possible to see the construction materials, structural elements, and barely any decorative design. Though many describe this kind of buildings as “cold” or “soulless,” they often honestly describe the reason they were built without making up any “better looking” cover. Also, many have become famous landmarks because of their iconic look.

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