SAVORING THE SHINE

SAVORING THE SHINE Today, in NYC, the sun is out, it’s brilliantly shining. And in standing near our offices, off Madison Park, I’m looking up into the sun and savoring the shine of the light. A truck with a heart(full) calligraphy, sits there,...

THE CENTER OF THE STORM

I SAVOR THE STORM – AND THE STORY OF ITS SPINNING Sometimes, the most utilitarian is the most beautiful evocation. I think of seeing things as voice — there is a calling to the eye. Walking down an alley, in the lushly posh places made in South Beach...

Flow | The Tides, the River, the Sea, the Stairs

EARLY MORNING I was out walking, just dawn, the southern shoreline — at the southernmost reach of the United States. Out there, the birds were extraordinarily friendly — it was like being there, at the southern border, nearly 200 miles downwards of...

Where to? The art of being lost and finding your way

THE WAYFINDER’S ART. THE DESIGN OF SIGNS. Where to? The art of being lost and finding your way. I WAS LOST, NOW I AM FOUND. What of the emotionality of that experience — I’m lost? I’m found. I’m finding my way? Pleas of positioning and...

THE METAPHOR OF THE LIGHTHOUSE

Over time, I’ve been thinking about the idea of a construction being — a place made — built as a allegory of something bigger — a larger symbolic idea. The idea relates to ancient symbolism for architecture — it’s never just a...