A spire is a tapering conical or pyramidal structure on the top of a building,particularly a church tower. Etymologically, the word is derived from the Old English word spir, meaning a sprout, shoot, or stalk of grass.
Currently, the largest spire to be part of the architecture of another building is the spire mounted on the recently completed Q1 residential tower on the Gold Coast in Australia.[citation needed]
Symbolically, spires have two functions. The first is to proclaim a martial power. A spire, with its reminiscence of the spear point, gives the impression of strength. The second is to reach up toward the skies. The celestial and hopeful gesture of the spire is one reason for its association with religious buildings.[citation needed] A spire on a church or cathedral is not just a symbol of piety, but is often seen as a symbol of the wealth and prestige of the order, or patron who commissioned the building.
As an architectural ornament, spires are most consistently found on Christian churches, where they replace the steeple. Although any denomination may choose to use a spire instead of a steeple, the lack of a cross on the structure is more common in Roman Catholic and other pre-Reformation churches. The battlements of cathedrals featured multiple spires in the Gothic style (in imitation of the secular military fortress).
Daniel Libeskind, (born May 12, 1946) is an American architect, artist, and set designer of Polish-Jewish descent. Libeskind founded Studio Daniel Libeskind in 1989 with his wife, Nina, and is its principal design architect. His buildings include the Jewish Museum in Berlin, Germany, the extension to the Denver Art Museum in the United States, the Grand Canal Theatre in Dublin, the Imperial War Museum North in Greater Manchester, England, the Michael Lee-Chin Crystal at the Royal Ontario Museum in Toronto, Canada, the Felix Nussbaum Haus in Osnabrück, Germany, the Danish Jewish Museum in Copenhagen, Denmark, and the Wohl Centre at the Bar-Ilan University in Ramat-Gan, Israel. His portfolio also includes several residential projects. Libeskind's work has been exhibited in major museums and galleries around the world, including the Museum of Modern Art, the Bauhaus Archives, the Art Institute of Chicago, and the Centre Pompidou. On February 27, 2003, Libeskind won the competition to be the master plan architect for the reconstruction of the World Trade Center site in Lower Manhattan.
[Music & Lyrics... it's a mistery...]
[Norwegian Lyrics]
Jeg dyker rottene til min egen vrede, og ser mine spirer gro
I en kamp mot minegen glede, prover jeg a slikke mine sar
Da jeg ikke lenger lot dem drepe
Og jeg sa kilden til minegen ro
Skal minegen spire av meg selv
Lying on the floor, I feel nothing
Trying to remember
Everything is a haze, yesterday is gone
Feels like I've been hypnotized
Will this be the last time?
I wonder will I ever learn?
Still searching for the rhyme
Maybe now it's time for me to turn
I rise, I fall
I always stand before I crawl
I smile, I rule
But who am I really trying to fool?
I'm on the spire
Reaching up to the sky, high above
I'm on the spire
And it's on fire, I'm going down below
Another day, another year
And the wheel keeps on spinning
Another joy, another fear
I believe some day I'll be winning
I rise, I fall
I always stand before I crawl
I smile, I rule
But who am I really trying to fool?
I'm on the spire
Reaching up to the sky, high above
I'm on the spire
And it's on fire, I'm going down below
Every time I swear this will be the last time
Every time I crash to the ground
Every time I'm standing on the spire
I fall, but come around
I rise, I fall
I always stand before I crawl
I smile, I rule
But who am I really trying to fool?
I'm on the spire
Reaching up to the sky, high above
I'm on the spire
And it's on fire, I'm going down below
I rise, I fall
I always stand before I crawl
I smile, I rule
But who am I really trying to fool?
Spire
[Music & Lyrics... it's a mistery...]
[Norwegian Lyrics]
Jeg dyker rottene til min egen vrede, og ser mine spirer gro
I en kamp mot minegen glede, prover jeg a slikke mine sar
Da jeg ikke lenger lot dem drepe
Og jeg sa kilden til minegen ro
Skal minegen spire av meg selv