

clouds and mountains and buildings and theory and art and websites and trees and people and
This is Constant's "Model for a Gypsy Camp" (1957) a piece that floats somewhere between Architecture, Sculpure and Fabulous Fantasy. From the excellent "Exit Utopia: Architectural provocations 1956-76" Editions Prestel. I got this at PRO-QM, one of the coolest architecture bookstores (along with the now defunct Form Zero in Los Angeles). just be careful, PRO-QM can be a serious source of credit-card debt.
Ok so maybe its the extra weird music, or maybe its the weather, or maybe its me. I'm supposed to be filling in my Agenda for the catalogue of the New Trends exhibition, instead I'm obssesing (tsk tsk spelling) with anything tropical, exotic, polynesian, deserted-beach life and lost kind of thing. I just googled tiki image and this weird rock (bottom) came up. Is it a house? Is it a sculpute? Is it a rock? why its all of the above.
These birds are from Jim Lambie's show Byrds that took place somewhere, and I randomly happened upon them when I remebered how super-inspiring his work is. Does this make sense? Was this a valid sentence? And is this golden door zig-zagging over this stripped floor while eating an oval mirror?