Sunday, November 1, 2009
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
the exigency of art

I've noticed in the last months that the former 'arts district' of culver city is slowly drying up with a large number of the local galleries and independent shops being forced to close their doors due to the struggling economy. It got me thinking about when times get difficult, the arts are the first flesh to be severed from the bone as unnecessary. Wealth aside, what if the pizza hut, or the car dealership, or the gentleman's club went belly up instead? It seems that art is really viewed outside of the core ideals of the general public; as something that's decadent, superfluously commodified, and easily jettisoned. A spectacle to be viewed and sometimes appreciated in conversation, but not something that could alter one's perception, elevate one's senses, or actually be a force in changing reality. It just feels right now that art is packaged up and is in storage; until there is a surplus of time, money, or the desire for difference again...
Quite lonely then.
simultaneity.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
What then is time?

"What then is time?
If no one asks me, I know; if I want to explain it to a questioner, I do not know...we measure times.
But how can we measure what does not exist?
The past is no longer, the future is not yet. And what of the present? The present has not duration...in order that we may compare a short and a long syllable, both must have died away. Thus, I do not measure the syllables themselves, but the images of the two tones in my memory...
thus when I measure time, I measure impressions,
modifications of consciousness".
Saint Augustin.
Manhattan. where the wild things are


sometimes i imagined that central park and morningside park were actually the edges of an endless jungle or forest. where the wild things live..
as inner city parks they are truly expansive, but in knowing that they do have the sharpest of margins, makes their density even more microcosmic and infinitely deep. full of all manner of beauty and ugliness.
the body of architecture



"Architecture expresses itself, not by the emptiness it occupies, but by what actually surrounds us...whether it is skin, or leather, or limestone, or cherry wood.
They produce a feeling on your skin, on your body...i am concerned very much with physicality, the body of architecture".
p.zumthor
[the synthetic irony of these images, however, intrigues me in terms of the feeling that they are able to provoke versus the ephemeral qualities and material integrity that zumthor describes].
the irony of opposites
zaha hadid: relief
caught
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