Public art in Rotterdam.
Arrived into Rotterdam yesterday evening, and what a contrast the city makes to the prettiness of Amsterdam or the quintessentially Dutch countryside. It feels wrong mentioning them alongside each other, as if Rotterdam may be judged negatively by comparison, whereas it should be considered in a completely different sphere altogether.
Many parts of the city were heavily bombed and razed in WWII, and as such, its design and architecture is modern, and designed as an embrace of that same modernity. Part of this contributes to the alienation one can feel here, especially to a decidedly post-postmodernist visitor.
Yet patches of beauty emerge, as if organic in their creation from the empty and stark spaces, like this large scale mural on the wall of what I believe is a college. In the foreground, partially obscured is a multicoloured sculpture, but neither of which are what I found most striking. In the seemingly long and unkempt grass around the sculpture, little flowers of red, blue, orange, yellow, and pink are in bloom, as if to reflect the colours of the sculpture. Something beautiful emerging out of the seemingly uncared for. Perhaps a metaphor for Rotterdam herself? Look past her first appearance and see what you may find.