moving assemblage

The layers of conservation come together with air. Other elements join the structure. The rise is more open to the sky.

It was the best time we had

the fog that envelops all memories of the distant place  an effort - more than a simple fall it is as dense as thinking the mist that touches everything nothing escapes but everything hides when the last melancholy remembered the streets of manhattan walking the innocent steps  still early and not knowing  the saudade of a moment of longing for the things that will never happen i remember them  where they stay touching everything  enveloping nothing 

There is no post. The post has been defined by the pre. The post depends on its resistance. In the physical structure of the city the historical center manifests this struggle and it is a difficult reality. But, in the post, there is an opportunity to unite the temporality and address the significance of human nature

Swooping shelters forget the entrance, tilted walls forget the exit

Go under the bridge and look for more power

Storage of mechanical carriages. The monolithic power of efficiency is apparent in the unexpected urban landscape.

One must not ask for urban vessels without urban repercussions. The distinctive formation of the layering of structures works toward imitating the passageway. Beware of the choice between that which can survive the elements and that which cannot. Steady, ahead. 

There is a grid guiding gestures. Unnoticeable, passing as invisible, and determining the future of the urban setting… yet very much alive.

Structures standing in transformation. The recycling of a building as a surgical approach to the body of the urban agent.

Amongst the fog. Unexpected. A Southern California dream of sadness and melancholy. A refresher course and a reality check. I’m not happy about all the things but can see through parts of the mist. There is a deep and magical state within. And the fog has no channel, but ones wherever the currents take it. It is the landscape for itself. A landscape for itself.

Above smoking valleys, in the high Sierras of California, near the noble trees, awaits a version of that which is (elsewhere) infrastructure

Structural windows toward a redistribution of alternative angles and the shaping of visibility

In the distance, not enough to run away, from the fire walk, with everyone. Symbols can trigger a healthy dose of animalistic warning, but the desensitization is real.

Imagine what the layers of sudden destruction create. Even at the steps of real adrenaline, the city portrays stability.

Carving into the land{scape}. Silence is interrupted by non-aural slices of the ground and structures that found themselves as rooted - albeit with very little rhizomatics - and with just enough simplicity to pass as casual.