Thursday, August 8, 2013

The Architecture of Passion

This is the Mosque at Cordoba. Consider the delicate patterns carved into the stone, the perfect positioning of the supports, the sheer amount of gold sacrificed. How much intensity it much have taken to craft such a masterpiece! Now imagine this masterpiece is the product of your mind. It is your masterpiece. Somehow you managed to scrap together something wonderful against the deluge of chaos. It is your triumphant answer. But how did you complete such a Herculean task or even why did you complete it? Was it a sense of duty to someone or something, or were you forced to complete the task with seemingly few other options?
 To me, the Mosque is a monument to passion. Now to find mine. 

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

architecture snails & salads.

a section cut through a salad bowl. what is this madness? 
just eat the damn salad
don't get all hipster on that sh*t

in milan...
50 blue snails made of recycled plastic to call attention to the much needed 
repair and restoration of the cathedral.
some allusion to the gradual degradation of architecture i guess. 

lol architecture. 


Wednesday, September 26, 2012

That’s So….

So I’m working on a piece of artwork, and suddenly I’m thinking about what frozen saliva looks like. Maybe it’s because a couple years ago I read a piece by Jack London that began by saying the temperature was seventy below zero so cold it made spittle freeze. That has always bugged me. How does it do that? Does it turn into little globes of glass that shatter as they reach the ground? Or are they just amebic globs that get ground into the snow? Random, right? So then I start thinking what exactly is randomness? There are random number generators. Sometimes used at airports to determine who gets a full body scan and who doesn’t so that TSA cannot be accused of racial profiling. But are they really all that random? These machines are limited to numbers and usually a small set of numbers. What would TSA do if the generator spat out a cat face or a leaf instead of a number? How useful is that? People are creatures of order except maybe brothers (never enter their rooms)! People can make use of only a limited portion of random, like the specific set of numbers in the generator. But technically random extends beyond numbers and cat faces and even leaves to include everything in the universe. But we haven’t yet discovered everything in the universe, so our concept of what random is expanding as science does. Random is growing! Crazy thought, right? But is it so random? Now, back to that painting.


Wednesday, September 12, 2012

a little pick me up

just a fun little quote from my favorite author/favorite book & a rebellious picture of james dean that i really want to get a giant poster of... 

(photo cred:

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

recently, in college. . .

1. summer has felt like it was a whole lifetime ago.
2. and my bed has become a stranger to me already.
3. needing a little bit of motivation, inspiration.
4. craving something different, something more.
5. i hate fake blurbs like this:

you can say that recently, in college. . . I've been feeling a bit detached. 

oh wait, but then there's this:
this time can i meet him/cuddled with him/have him serenade me/ and most of all talk to his stuffed jellyfish? 


Friday, August 24, 2012

when traveling

We've all heard a picture is worth a thousand words, but how about a picture can create a thousand words. Tonight as I was driving to the airport, the sky flashed rose and gold. Having my architectural supplies in the seat next to me, including my camera, I captured the part of Colorado that I love. I boarded the bus that would take me to my gate and decided to keep snapping pictures despite all the people and luggage around me. When I was getting off the bus, the driver asked me, "Would you like a picture of me?" He caught me off guard with him South African accent, but why not??? If I had met this man on the street, things would probably be different. We might not even have been able to converse in the same language, but today a picture could surpass language.
To the bus driver with personality.


Monday, August 20, 2012

as of lately

i had an amazing time last week in new york city. i didn't think it was possible to fall in love with a city thrice but yeah it just happened. every ounce of me yearns to live in the city, and i do believe that this trip confirmed my decision to move as soon as i graduate. i've always thought that i was born in the wrong state--i mean i hate the beach and the extreme sun, so what am i doing in california. i'm constantly kept on my toes in nyc and what i've come to love more than anything is the sound of the approaching subway. the clicks the clacks, the frightful rush, the sudden screech, and the release of a blur of faces. i trust that i can find love in nyc whether it be the attitude of the city itself or from another who shares my love of it.

a few of my favorite pictures from my travels to the big apple...of my eye :)


(photo cred: iphone 4s)