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The last time I visited London was when it really struck me: The hordes of non-whites living in the city were squatters, living among the ruins of a formerly glorious civilization. Moslem mothers in their burqas and niqabs waited outside a Victorian-era school for their offspring. (more…)
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I took an interest in architecture a few years back, after reading Crawford’s The World Beyond Your Head. The book described the effects of the arrangement of space on how we perceived and acted in the world. The effects of arranged space could be negative—the distraction of eye-catching advertisements and flashing lights—or positive—the machine-like feeling of cooking in a well-stocked and well-organized kitchen. (more…)
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“Architecture is the art of how to waste space.” — Philip Johnson[1]
“You know I’ve always wanted to pretend to be an architect.” — George Costanza [2]
“Don’t be stupid, be a smarty / Come and join the Nazi Party” — Mel Brooks, The Producers
Damn you, Philip Johnson! (more…)
