Tacit Knowledge
Greek Herm
To get closer to the truth, I needed a worthy adversary, someone or something to challenge me. This time, my imagination found it in the form of sculpture.
My fascination with architectural history was sparked by a spirited debate that always brings to mind Professor Spiro Kostof. I never enrolled in his classes, feeling unprepared for the challenge, yet I found myself irresistibly drawn to his lectures, captivated by his infectious passion.
We clashed over whether the Greek herm at the crossroads traced its origins to Africa. I was convinced, without evidence, that it was an artifact woven into Black African culture.
I sensed a subtle African presence lingering within it. His unwillingness to acknowledge this only fueled my resolve to uncover African influences in Greek architecture.
