{"id":281,"date":"2024-09-13T13:46:00","date_gmt":"2024-09-13T11:46:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/neuronthemes.com\/ponte\/?p=281"},"modified":"2025-04-10T14:55:54","modified_gmt":"2025-04-10T12:55:54","slug":"oscar-niemeyer-architecte-de-brasilia-et-poete-de-la-courbe","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/elips-3d.com\/en\/oscar-niemeyer-the-architect-of-brasilia-and-poet-of-the-curve\/","title":{"rendered":"Oscar Niemeyer, architect of Bras\u00edlia and poet of the curve"},"content":{"rendered":"
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On December 15, 1907, a young boy showed up at the Brazil<\/strong>with a spicy cocktail of German, Portuguese and Arab blood running through his veins. He comes straight from Rio de Janeiro<\/strong>In this city where families have names as long as a Carioca summer, his will mark the history of this country: Oscar Ribeiro de Almeida Niemeyer Soares Filho<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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Oscar didn't exactly get off to a rocky start. The son of a well-established bourgeois family, Dad was a scholar and an engineer, with a pocketful of inheritance, he already had an avenue named after his grandfather before he'd even done anything.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

But it was in his blood, the boy. Not fortune, no, he left that to his family. Young Niemeyer spent all his time drawing at school, and in art classes, he didn't do things by halves: always 20 out of 20. Except that, well, for the rest, the young man wasn't very academic, let's face it. At 21, he said \"yes\" to Annita Baldo<\/strong>a penniless family with a heart as full as a windy sail. Their only daughter was born of this union, Anna Maria Niemeyer<\/strong>in 1929.<\/span><\/p>\n

His father hired him in the family printing business, then fired him for drawing portraits on the account books.<\/p>\n

That same year, Il s'en va gratter des plans \u00e0 Escola Nacional de Belas Artes<\/strong>. He graduated in 1934 and in 1936 joined the old L\u00facio Costa<\/strong>another with ideas that weren't quite normal for the time.<\/p>\n

And then the story really begins. The Brazilian pavilion at the 1939 New York World's Fair. Bam. You start to hear that name rolling in like a wave, Niemeyer<\/strong>.<\/p>\n

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Architect Oscar Niemeyer<\/p><\/div>\n