Category Archives: Architecture

On the liberation upon hearing in the intermediate state

Words, a score, a performance, a place, a listener, they are all permanently drifting – drifting along. They contigently meet as part of the world’s abundance.   (Manfred Werder) After a prolonged and awkward silence, full of stolen glances and anticipation,

On the liberation upon hearing in the intermediate state

Words, a score, a performance, a place, a listener, they are all permanently drifting – drifting along. They contigently meet as part of the world’s abundance.   (Manfred Werder) After a prolonged and awkward silence, full of stolen glances and anticipation,

‘Ruin Lust’ at Tate Britain

At the risk of sounding shallow, the exhibition Ruin Lust seems to arrive 3 or 4 years late. Not that I would wish to equate art with fashion and its whimsical fads, but the obsession with the ruins of Modernism

‘Ruin Lust’ at Tate Britain

At the risk of sounding shallow, the exhibition Ruin Lust seems to arrive 3 or 4 years late. Not that I would wish to equate art with fashion and its whimsical fads, but the obsession with the ruins of Modernism

Lines of flight: urban resistance, dreamscapes and social play

Some theoretical notes concerning the exhibition Desire Lines   Wayfarer, your footprints are the way, and nothing else; wayfarer, there is no path, you make the path by walking.1  Antonio Machado, Campos de Castilla, 1912 Exactly one hundred years ago,

Lines of flight: urban resistance, dreamscapes and social play

Some theoretical notes concerning the exhibition Desire Lines   Wayfarer, your footprints are the way, and nothing else; wayfarer, there is no path, you make the path by walking.1  Antonio Machado, Campos de Castilla, 1912 Exactly one hundred years ago,

Meeting Mr. Sottsass

Last year, around early summer I started feeling the urge of interviewing Ettore Sottsass. I didnt know why  but it became a mission. I had come across with his Carlton room divider burned out and varnished with epoxy as a

Meeting Mr. Sottsass

Last year, around early summer I started feeling the urge of interviewing Ettore Sottsass. I didnt know why  but it became a mission. I had come across with his Carlton room divider burned out and varnished with epoxy as a