Showing posts with label Respect. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Respect. Show all posts

Sunday, July 03, 2011

I took a Random Tumbl on a Book Friday

I havent been blogging as much because even if I had resisted Tumblr for the longest time, the fall into the abyss of Social Blogging was innevitable. Tumblr is great for random images that do not seem to be part of a larger post, like this image of a desert settlement from some book I scanned during a library hideout.
Tumbler has a dashboard view, which means you can follow people, so their images enter into your stream and of course your conciousness. This creates a unique combination of specificity and randomness.
Somehow the desert image seemed to lead to a photograph of a photograph ofTahrir square,
logically some pyramids came next,
which I perhaps found on Tumblr itself,
endlessly reblogged through time
they reminded me of some Stanley Tigerman pyramid city
that was lurking in a book-scan folder somewhere
weirdly sequing into a drawing of the Acropolis as a Palace,
as envisioned by megalomanic King Otto

and a plan of the Palace that actually he got, which typologically was a military barracks

morphing into some fake Greek ruins from the fabulous Mexico 68 Olympics,
which was before we all realised that the Olympics are just a big construction scam
to drown dumbass countries into forever debt


and out of nowhere came this image of the Acropolis angrily exploding


then a hand sculpture peeked out from a bad scan
of an intentionally deserted post-modern plaza by Oswald Mathias Ungers
absurdly followed by an exhibition of typewriters on strange marble plinths
and gloriously concluding with some Archizoom Red Square urbanism
PS: A Fish Faucet

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Unseen Archizoom



I was trolling around the library, and flipping through some old issue of something, I saw these Archizoom drawings that I'd never seen in any of the "tribute" re-publications anywhere. 
A Rainbow bridge?


a duelling amphitheater?
a lighting grave room?


a huge marble conference table, surprise included?


ok, a garden room


holidays in style




a chair room where you go to hang yourself? 
wait, it's a screen

Wednesday, December 01, 2010

Drop City Serendipity

Just the other day I was browsing a1968 copy of Architecture d'Aujourd'hui

and I happened on a post on Drop City,

the Colorado Geodesic Folk Phychedelia Hippe Commune
which I have written about in the past,

the article had some cute drawings, so I decided to re-post
Then a few days later an email arrives from Joan Grossman, who together with Tom mcCourt are shooting a documebtary on Drop City, and have started a KICKSTARTER page to collect funds, and could I please mention something on my site? Well obvioulsy I would!



Saturday, September 25, 2010

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Some Siza

Naturally while driving around Portugal we visited a bunch of Alvaro Siza buildings
first off was the 1956 Boa Nova tea house



otherwise know as Casa de Chá
dark wood and leather interiors

lookout to fabulous rocks and atlantic waves

instead of tea, great cocktails

slashed view

a bit further down the coast, also in Leça da Palmeira area of Matosinhos


We visited the iconic, legendary 1966 Swimming pools, a project I have been looking at in books for ever.


The entrance is typical spooky Siza, with ultra low ceiling (I mean almost-you-dont-pass low)
long corridors and weird hangers of the dressing rooms area

walls to turn corners around
peeking out to the pools

   

formed by connecting rocks with concrete walls


just the best hangout for seagulls wanting to cross over to New York
Then, more realistically, the great Serralves foundation, with another spookily aggressive low entrance


and fantastic play of light between volumes

The Museum at Santiago de Compostela was closed, 
though we got to see the funny steel supported stone wall.





Sunday, August 16, 2009

Scenes from an excavation

After being happily fed at the Banana Garden,
and inspired by stories of javelin-throwing,
we made our way to the ultra fabulous site of Ancient Olympia,
where a whole new miniature life was going on.

an archaeologist was recording the days' finds

a local worker was carrying away stuff

another guy was being very picky with the dumpy level

meanwhile all this was going on

everybody seemed to be waiting for something
all the animals were alert

a two-faced messenger appeared

the siren warned

and the sexy Pan arrived

switching scales, Angelo inspected a gentle giant