when i get frustated with designing my project i do things like this...
i took some time out to visit www.audiusa.com andbuilt my own audi. I spent about 10 minuets making the car of my dreams, A sleek A4 2.0 TFSI quattro, in phantom black, with the s line sport package, not to mention butt warmers! how could life get any better...i dunno maybe having one in my garage? But after spending an imaginary 38,230, i relized that it is going to take fooooorevver to have this sweet ride in my driveway, who even knows about the driveway part, i don't think i could ever trust the steets of boston with this beaut!

today is sunday, and i once again find myself wondering how long the week will last. Every week seems to be flying by at break neck pace almost evaporating at the onset of monday. And some how i am able to keep up, but it feels like there is hardly enough time to fit in all that needs to be done, but it happens, more or less.

This week will be nothing but production for me as i prepare for my first "deadline" for the park pavilion project. Due next tuesday, i will be spending the up coming days drawing lines in auto cad and fabricating a model that will consist of some wire and a pair of ladies knee highs.

I am very much looking forward to getting that week over, because i plan on coming home the following week... so in two weeks i will be able to have my dad do my laundry, eat too many oreos out of the cookie jar, and snuggle with milo, who won't like it.

But before then i have to squeeze in some meetings for Mock Interview preparation, calling different firms 'round the country. After that i have to drive to topeka, find the nearest verizon wireless store and find out why my phone isn't working at all. After that it is back to the 'hap to finish a project that will never be done... because design never stops. Hopefully on saturday phil and janelle will make good on their promise to stop by on their way out to colorado. It will be great to see some of the oldest, greatest friends i have at the start of thier entirely new life. [nothing but the best for them]

so things are good and life is moving along. soon enough it will blues season and i will be the happiest person alive, or the most heartbroken depending on how the season goes...we'll hope for the best].

Lately i have been working, slowly but surely on some studio work. Our first project of the semester is a pavilion and concert stage for the Manhattan City Park. Consisting of seating for 3,800 people, a moveable ice rink, picnic benches galore, and an administration building. The main constringent for the project is that it must MUST consist of a fabric, woven, masted, or cable networked structure. So pretty much there is nothing usual about this project. So far i have come up with a concept, but it is really weak, so weak i don't even want to tell you since it will most likely change along with my design. I am not finding much guidance form my professor, or much help from any of the discussions that we have had concerning my project. I can't say that she has provided significant input to help me understand what steps to take next. It is pretty frustrating right now considering that in years past i have unbelievably talented professors that have offered me some of the best guidance and suggestions for not just my one project but for all ideas concerning architecture, helping me to see what the true possibilities for design can hold.

But for now i am putting that aside and trying to catch up with all the reading that has been assigned to me over the past few weeks. All of the readings for studio, project programming, and history are becoming a bit overdone. For project programming we have been assigned a few articles that are so abstract that i can't even begin to tell you what the main point is. This week the article discussed displacement and how architecture is related to food, frontinality, and infra-thin. I think by the end of this 15 page adventure i kind of got the gist of what the author was trying to communicate but overall i think i would have faired better if i had some great abstract thinker by my side explaining what each paragraph was trying to portray.

ponder this....

Our Cartesian intellectual inheritance imposes an ultimately paradoxical demission between mind and body, observer, and observed, sign and referent. This puts architecture at a distinct disadvantage. Its practical objects will forever remain alien to our theoretical process of dichotomous division, to provide commentary and captions. Under such conditions architecture as inquiry is impossible.

taken from:
"Architecture as Site Reception, Part I cuisine, fromtality, and infra-thin"
written by Donald Kunze

i came home this weekend... and i lack any sort of real courage.
i wish i had the power to say what i have wanted to say for the longest time.
where does anyone get the courage or the strength to express their deepest most private thoughts, that is what i want to know.