..?"8 brändi 1996. aastal on loobumine ehte dekoratiivsest rollist. "Chi ha paura...?" asutuse eesmärgiks on luua ehe, mis mängib suuremat rolli kui ainult dekoratsioon ja kaunistus9. Tundub, et tänaseks päevaks pole ornament maitsetuse põhiprobleem, vaid pigem on astunud sellesse rolli mõttetu dekoratiivsus. ,,Me elame maailmas, kus intellektuaalsus on tähtsaim kultuuri aspekt: me oleme õnnetud kuni ilmub midagi, mille üle saaks kaalutleda ja järele mõelda" kirjutab Natasha Dainty ,,Breaking the Mould. New approaches to ceramics" 5 Liesbeth den Besten. On Jewellery. Stuttgard: ARNOLDSHE Art Publishers, 2011, lk. 145. 6 http://www.gwu.edu/~art/Temporary_SL/177/pdfs/Loos.pdf Adolf Loos. Ornament and Crime. 1910 (kasutatud 9.12.2013). 7 Liesbeth den Besten. On Jewellery. Stuttgard: ARNOLDSHE Art Publishers, 2011, lk. 141. 8 Gijs Bakker ja Marijke Vallanzasca 1996. aastal asutasid brändi, mis itaalia keelest tähendab "Kes kardab...?" http://www
The servant who accompanies the Knight and the Squire. The narrator mentions that his dress and weapons suggest he may be a forester. The Prioress (est: NUNN/PRIORESS): What is her name? Describe her in terms of looks, manners, character. What is said about the way she speaks French? Who accompanied her? Described as modest and quiet, this Prioress (a nun who is head of her convent) aspires to have exquisite taste. Her table manners are dainty, she knows French (though not the French of the court), she dresses well, and she is charitable and compassionate. The Monk (est: MUNK): Describe him in terms of his personality? What are his views about religion? What is his passion? How was he dressed? Most monks of the Middle Ages lived in monasteries according to the Rule of Saint Benedict, which demanded that
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