dreams in class

I have a very hard remembering to get things done. This is not due to my absentmindedness, but rather due to my dreams. Extremely vivid, my dreams remain in my memory as actual events. There are no dragons, flight, or super power. Only the events of my life are dreamed, but not moments from my memory. I dream the future. Only the things that have not happened enter my dreams. It must be said I do not dream prediction or have any physic abilities. I dream a future that will not happen. I dream my “to do” list. My dreams are so real, and the activities are so banal that I wake thinking I’ve already mailed a letter to my grandparents, done my laundry, or eaten lunch. Unfortunately the reality is, my grandparent go unattended, I ware dirty clothes, and I go hungry.

the many thoughts on architecture

What can be said about the critique nomenclature of most design schools, nothing other then, nestled in a place of expected parameters. This may not concern every department or every school, and I can speak only with my own exposure to reviews (mid and final), but pushing the set common practices or comforts of these expected parameters should be heavily considered if not a priority. Someone in a recent discussion panel on architectural discourse recently questioned, how many colleges and schools employ the famous and sometimes infamous “studio” space. The answer was alarming close to every school. Where as the following question should be, does this ‘studio’ suite every school? I only evoke this subject in order to question my own reviews, and to promote what has been the exception to this expected parameter of inter-departmental critique, which has been David’s, Listening Critiques. Establishing a [time]frame around which work from a variety of departments can be considered and critiqued at the same time and frame, reveals the potential for expanding out of one’s comfort or common practices.

D.V.

173 w, ri 02903 – 21.38
173 w, ri 02903 – 43.81
30 n m, ri 02903 – 48.00
200 w,ri 02903 – 9.60
173 w, ri 02903 – 43.81
30 n m, ri 02903 – 43.06
30 n m, ri 02903–8.06
30 n m, ri 02903 – 32.66
30 n m, ri 02903 – 36.95
173 w, ri 02903 – 29.93
30 n m, ri 02903 – 97.86
30 n m, ri 02903 – 26.40
30 n m, ri 02903 – 46.50
30 n m, ri 02903 – 7.34
30 n m, ri 02903 – 37.45
88 w, ri 02903– 25.44
pocket – 558.77

needed things

adlers hardware – twenty one dollars and thirty eight cents
adlers hardware – forty three dollars and eighty one cents
the risd store – forty eight dollars and no cents
utrecht – nine dollars and sixty cents
adlers hardware – forty three dollars and eighty one cents
the risd store – forty three dollars and six cents
the risd store – eight dollars and six cents
the risd store – thirty two dollars and sixty six cents
the risd store – thirty six dollars and ninety five cents
adlers hardware – twenty nine dollars and ninety three cents
staples – ninety seven dollars and eighty six cents
the risd store – twenty six dollars and forty cents
the risd store – forty six dollars and fifty eight cents
the risd store – seven dollars and thirty four cents
the risd store – thirty seven dollars and forty five cents
concept link – twenty five dollars and forty four cents
pocket – five hundred fifty eight dollars seventy seven cents

Persuasion

..........................................................The sun came in this morning.

Well before the alarm got its chance to speak.
Far brighter then an alarm is loud,
and makes a more convincing case for dropping what I’m doing.
I’m happy to agree.
However,

in time the argument loses weight,
and I begin to think maybe it was wrong.
That perhaps next time,

I’m better off waiting till the alarm persuades me to begin a new task.

Level

There is a distance between how we conceive space and experience that space. It grows with time. It changes with time. It moves with time. I want to shrink that distance. So that desire of experience is congruent with the desire of conception. A way of finding the future in the present, through the act of drawing is necessary to shrink that distance. There are two places in time and in place that must maintain one and other. Where is the place that conception and experience meet one and another? A constant desire seems required. A desire to know the experience embodied in the dimension of the line. Although this process is not linear. Two trajectories on different paths, balanced in refrain. And connected in level.

The bees are dying. We now import bees to pollinate our flowers. We are importing flower sex.