09 Mar 08
Site Plan Ladies and Gents!
Note, the black dots are actually, the trees on the site.
09 Mar 08
By three methods we may learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest.—
Confucius
This goes along with all the troubles I had to finally put the right weightlines into autocad.
Damn!!!
06 Mar 08
Shadwell Basin
London, 06 March 2008 AD.
Arrived to the new site for the last project of the year.
Gray day, does not help at all for good photography. Means another visit to the site, hopefully a sunny day with less wind and maybe more people about.
It is, at first glance, a working neighbourhood. People who disappears into the city in the morning only to comeback in the evening. The place is populated during lunch time, people jogging to relieve the stress of the first half of the day. Time’s up and about 13:30 the place is deserted again. The flats look empty, the place feels empty.
Suddenly dog and owner appear on the scene for a brief walk. Seems to me that the OAP wants to know what is going on, why suddenly so many people are gathering round his place.
A couple of benches , and an anonymous person reading the newspaper.
Cold wind from the Thames, gray clouds and the silence broke with a lorry or a bus. The site is an oasis , a tranquil place without the noise from the main road, actually the houses surrounding the basin works as a buffer, as if they were protecting it.
21 Feb 08
Tutorial
n1944: New York
Learning to See
It is noon and James Baldwin is walking with a friend through the streets of downtown Manhattan. A red light stops them.
“Look,” says the friend, pointing at the ground.
Baldwin looks. He sees nothing.
“Look, look.”
Nothing. There is nothing to look at but a filthy little puddle
of water against the curb.
His friend insists: “See? Are you seeing?”
And then Baldwin takes a good look and this time he sees, sees a spot of oil spreading in the puddle. Then, in the spot of oil, a rainbow, and even deeper down in the puddle, the street moving, and people moving in the street: the shipwrecked, the madmen, the magicians, the whole world moving, an astounding world full of worlds that glow in the world. Baldwin sees. For the first time in his life, he sees.
From the Book “Memory of Fire: Part Three: Century of the Wind”
By Eduardo Galeano - 1988
——————x———————————x——————————————x————————-xThe day started gray. And I was late.
Miracles still happen though, Tutor came and tutored (as they do) and so far there is light at the end of the tunnel!
There is a massive list of “To Do” things. Better get started, time is running and I do not have long legs.
