Los Angeles: architecture (two of x)

11/30/2010 § Leave a comment

On the margins of Frank Lloyd Wright’s Hollyhock House On the margins, we find an outside space and it is magical. And it is ours.

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There was glass and grass and concrete. And sky and trees. This movement was quite spontaneous and serendipitous in how Michelle follows the rather surreal form of the tree in her movements.

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Los Angeles: nurture&nature and space (one of x)

11/29/2010 § Leave a comment

In determining one’s personality, or at the very least one’s current
mood, the surrounding environment is greatly responsible. Insecurities, internal monologues, money, familial and social relationships, love, sex, the weather and other non-spatial elements are given much credit for contributing to the general “state” of a person. Of course, most of the listed items are inherently spatial, but if the actual “space” isn’t emphasized, the spatial component is often taken for granted. I would like to emphasize Space as a major contributor to both the short and long-term quality of one’s state of being.

This strand of NATURE&NURTURE and SPACE will help me explore the role of Space in the creation of personality, society, a particular world-view and personal happiness.

Personally, I am much happier when I begin the day with a cup of coffee at an outdoor cafe.The photo below shows a street image of my cafe of choice:

I am currently at my home in Los Angeles, and I have been frequenting Figaro’s as I always do when I come. The time spent in this precise Space gives me a particular type of gratification. It is not the sun, the coffee, or the book I read: I can and do have all of these things in a variety of other spaces. It is also important that I have quick access to the cafe since a long car journey with potential traffic obstacles and time spent searching for parking would degrade the whole experience. And so, while Space includes the particular of an individual space, it is also part of a daily spatial sequence. The journey to the space is an extension of the destination.

In doing some research on another topic, I learned that 60% of Beverly Hills residents are in fact renters in order to take advantage of the higher quality school systems. (This certainly brings up many issues regarding environmental justice and spacial equality, but I will not address these here or now.) The school system is undoubtedly one of the main reasons for choosing a living location. For me, however, spatial proximity to a good cafe where I can sit for hours without the need for continuous consumption is key.

Exeter: architecture (one of x)

11/26/2010 § Leave a comment

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My friends and I went to visit the Exeter Library, designed by Louis Kahn. We arrived at Philips Exeter Academy in Exeter, New Hampshire (Live Free or Die) on one of the two weekends out of the year that the library is closed. And so, there we were, after a two hour drive. We peeked through the windows but were not satisfied. So instead we studied the exterior, including the arcade space, much better than we would have had we been able to also go inside.

Los Angeles: picture narratives (one of x)

11/26/2010 § Leave a comment

i want to break free.

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location: on the margins of frank lloyd wright’s barnsdall house, los angeles.

Salem: ownership (one of x)

11/23/2010 § Leave a comment

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This is my current backyard. In the above photos, I document my favorite misplaced object, the Boat, rather romantically gliding on a sea of golden autumn leaves.

I live at the ground level of a two-story, five unit, colonial house in Salem. The tenants’ quarters, our spaces, face the owner’s house on the other side of an increasingly communal backyard. There was once a fence separating the two properties, but it has been torn down to allow easy access for the owner’s pick-up trucks to the construction materials stored in the basement, below our unit. The removal also allows us, the tenants, off-street parking spaces on the other property. Since the fence has come down, many lines have been crossed.

It is not readily discernible where one property ends and the other begins; although fence remnants on the north side do give it away on close inspection. In many ways this is of no concern since both properties are owned by the same person. The intriguing aspect of tearing down the fence, the physical embodiment of the property line, is that it releases the imagination of how to use space no longer clearly delineated.  For one, it has increased access to users of each property by creating a through lot that opens onto the main highway on the east side and the local residential street on the west. Possibilities do not end with the increased circulation patterns of all of us, but the negation of the physical line has also transformed the once picket-fence enclosed and manicured yard into a fruitful breeding ground for objects of a certain dysfunctional quality.

Everywhere: Jellybean beginnings (one of x)

11/22/2010 § Leave a comment


It is so simple, it needs no introduction. But I secretly want to talk about it for hours. It is my geographical home and my most recent, intentional break with reality. It is a portrait. A commentary on the breakdown between a simple understanding of solid and void. And an eyebrow raised regarding which element needs more fervent documentation, if choosing between the ephemeral or the permanent. This is taken seriously. That is nothing more than a light-hearted game. These threads may or may not be continued as I search, observe and judge.

We … have dreamt the world. We have dreamt it as firm, mysterious, visible, ubiquitous in space and durable in time; but in its architecture we have allowed tenuous and eternal crevices of unreason which tell us it is false. Borges, Labyrinths

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