After the invasion of Granada in 1492 by King Ferdinand II and Queen Isabella I, things changed in Granada.
One can debate how liberal the emirate had been, but it certainly didn’t get better. Whenever choices become limited,life does not necessarily become easier.
Today, we have a choice. We can face reality with clarity, like the cathedral of Granada, built over the ruins of its former mosque.
Or we can prefer the blurred view over the remaining walls of the Alhambra.
For the moment, it’s maybe best to keep gardening.
During the Nasrid Dynasty, the emirs of Granada had the material and intellectual resources to turn the castle of the Alhambra into a palace without equal.
Subsequent vandalism, ignorance, and neglect have destroyed much of it, but what remains makes me wonder about what kind of people lived there.
The wall decorations do not tell stories of battles and victories. The lines of the abstract designs appear to repeat themselves forever in infinite variations.
This makes me wonder whether the artists had the flow of time itself in mind rather than particular events.
They must have likened their buildings to the plants in the gardens of the Generalife, organically growing and transforming.