Wednesday, May 8, 2013

The Stuff Dreams are Made of

When I walked out to get breakfast this morning, clouds had obscured all but the topmost workings of the 1 World Trade Center site, visible through our living room window—a strange vision of machines, pulleys, cranes, and gears sort of hovering in the sky, like something out of Archigram by way of Hayao Miyazaki

Taken from BLDGBLOG

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Making the Profane Sacred

In the time between graduation and finding a job, I have decided to continue with some speculative thoughts that I have started. The idea is to use architecture as filter that makes the profane sacred. The inspiration for this idea is the Banksy image above. I imagine an architecture that can take an existing context (something like time square in New York) and filter all of the stimulation from billboards into something sublime, provacative, and calming.

Monday, April 22, 2013

The Business of Architecture


I finally understand the implication of this Philip Johnson Quote,

 “Architects are pretty much high-class whores. We can turn down projects the way they can turn down some clients, but we've both got to say yes to someone if we want to stay in business.”

after a couple of months on the job market, the idealism of academia is starting to fade.