The Schism Series I- Digital Manipulation. October 6, 2013.
The Schism Series I- Digital Manipulation. October 6, 2013.
Posted in Architectural Photography, Architecture, architecture, art, Art Gallery, Art Show, Cures for the Nothing, digital collage, photography, writing, architecture, History of Architecture, Photography, photography, tagged abandoned grain elevators, Buffalo, ghosts, lost america, rugged beauty, ruin, the steel towns on April 19, 2013 | Leave a Comment »
Posted in ArchistDesign | Studio, Architectural Photography, Architecture, Art Show, art,poetry,writing, Books, digital collage, photography, writing, architecture, Habana Diaries, History of Architecture, Le flâneur, Lectures, Music, Photography, photography, Quotes, Reading, Research, School Work, Traveling, tagged Alejo Carpentier, Architectural Styles, Architecture, Centro Habana, city of colums, cuba, Cuban eclecticism, El Malecon, Federico Lorca, graham greene, Habana, Habana Vieja, Havana, havana as a rose, images, La Habana, literary quotes, Lost CIty, photographs, Photography, Quotes, ruins, urban design, Vedado on April 20, 2012 | 1 Comment »
‘Habana is very much like a rose,’ said Fico Fellove in the movie The Lost City,
‘it has petals and it has thorns…so it depends on how you grab it.
But in the end it always grabs you.’
“One of the most beautiful cities in the world. You see it with your heart.”
Enrique Nunez Del Valle, Paladar Owner
Habana’s real essence is so difficult to pin down. Plenty of writers have had a try, though; Cuban intellectual Alejo Carpentier nicknamed Habana the ‘city of columns,’ Federico Llorca declared that he had spent the best days of his life there and Graham Greene concluded that Habana was a city where ‘anything was possible.’
Habana is, without doubt, one of the most attractive and architecturally diverse cities in the world. Shaped by a colorful colonial history and embellished by myriad foreign influences from as far afield as Italy and Morocco, the Cuban capital gracefully combines Mudéjar, baroque, neoclassical, art nouveau, art deco and modernist architectural styles into a visually striking whole.
But it’s not all sweeping vistas and tree-lined boulevards. Habana doesn’t have the architectural uniformity of Paris or the instant knock-out appeal of Rome. Indeed, two decades of economic austerity has meant many of the city’s finest buildings have been left to festering an advanced state of dilapidation. Furthermore, attempting to classify Habana’s houses,palaces, churches and forts as a single architectural entity is extremely difficult.
Cuban building – rather like its music – is unusually diverse. Blending Spanish colonial with French belle epoque, and Italian Renaissance with Gaudi-esque art nouveau, the over-riding picture is often one of eclecticism run wild.
Posted in ArchistDesign | Studio, Architectural Photography, Architecture, architecture, art,poetry,writing, Competitions and Collaborations, Design, digital collage, photography, writing, architecture, Photography, photography, Portfolio of Work, San Diego, tagged archisdesign studio, ArchitDesign Studio, Architectural Concepts, architectural photographer san diego, architectural photography, Architecture, architecture project, interior design, interior photography, Margit Whitlock Espinosa, Photography, San Diego Architecture firm, san diego designer, san diego interior architecture firm, san diego interior design on February 22, 2012 | Leave a Comment »
Apparently this is my year. The year of the Water Dragon.
I am happy to say, I am finally completing my architecture website.
This other digital studio has been on the back burner for about a year , but it looks like 2012 is the antithesis of procrastination.
A year that quickens…like a strong sun that vanquishes the fog.
I have added some photography work for my friend and mentor Margit Whitlock at Architectural Concepts. Photographing these well-executed design projects was a joy.
Still few portfolio items to add to the site (and three new projects on the boards!)
Will keep posting updates as they happen, and hope to finish in few weeks.
Posted in art, art,poetry,writing, digital collage, photography, writing, architecture, Painting, Photography, photography, Quotes, Spontaneous Constructs, tagged art, art palette, brush, painting, Photography, Poetry, Quote, rag, Van Gogh on December 24, 2011 | 2 Comments »
“…and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough?”
Vincent van Gogh
Posted in Architecture, architecture, Articles & Essays, Collage, Cures for the Nothing, Design, Digital Collage, digital collage, photography, writing, architecture, Experiments, F R A G M E N T S, History of Architecture, Lectures, Photography, photography, Quotes, Reading, Research, San Diego, Spontaneous Constructs, Theory and Criticism, Writing, writing, tagged bridges, collage, context, deconstructivist approach, Deconstructivist architecture, defamiliarization., familiar, mark wigley, photomontage, reading on a bridge on November 26, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
” In recent years , the modern understanding of social responsibility as functional program has been superseded by a concern for context. But contextualism has been used as an excuse for mediocrity, for a dumb servility within the familiar. Since deconstructivist architecture seeks the unfamiliar within the familiar, it displaces the context rather than acquiesce to it. What makes it disturbing is the way deconstructivist architecture finds the unfamiliar already hidden within the familiar context. By its intervention, elements of the context become defamiliarized. In one project, towers are turned over on their sides, while in others, bridges are tilted up to become towers.”
Posted in art, art,poetry,writing, Books, Photography, photography, Poetry, Writing, tagged art, fog, Huda Ablan, marine layer, Photograph, poem, Poetry, poetry and photgraphy, Strangers, the poetry of arab women on October 30, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
by Huda Ablan
No one belongs to the path
except a pocket
stuffed with the leaves of the night.
It keeps steps in stock
from a shop at the crossroads of the will,
patched with the skin of an old dream.
it invites them to a dance
with few feet and much madness.
it devours their warm, ripe whispers.
it drinks their cries washed with holy water.
it forsakes its lenght and shrinks
to a remote corner of the heart
leafing through pictures of those
who have passed away
ensnaring with their song…
It will cast glances,
No one belongs to the rose
except its melting
in the hand of a sad lover
who plucks it from slumber
and plants it in the vase of a tear
overflowing with pain.
He teaches how love sings
and how to breathe the secret
hiding behind the eyes
so it may reveal itself
No one belongs to the heart.
Immersed in opening its chambers–
Shut tight with red forgetfulness–
It stirs the beats of a love
over which a curtain has been drawn
for a thousand nights,
and shakes a cup of blood
freezing as it faces circulation.
stabs the rug of a wound
made ready for crying
There is no one in the house
is dozing cracks obscure
the rounded journey of a small sun.
In the enclosure of the spirit
its walls bend in the face
of blows from the winds.
Its warmth ages and shrinks
in the coldness of waiting.
With the eyes of the absent
it soaks up warm places that flow
at the very edge of the passage
and melts in the shudder
of an endless beckoning.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Posted in art, digital collage, photography, writing, architecture, Featured Artists, Film, Paris Diaries, Photography, photography, tagged Dianna Ippolito, Movie, Movie poster, Parapluies de Cherbourg, photographer, The umbrellas of Cherbourg, umbrellas on October 26, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
Posted in Architecture, architecture, art,poetry,writing, Cures for the Nothing, Photography, photography, Poetry, Writing, writing, tagged 2011, bankers hill, blackout, caffe' letterario, city, espresso, Hillcrest, iniziative letterarie, José Luis González, La Noche que Volvimos a Ser Gente, people, Photography, Poetry, san diego, september 8, The Night We Became People Again, urban moments, Walking on September 11, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
It has been ten long days since my last post, ten days of travels, of letters written and not sent, of (re) search.
In the middle of it all, I experienced the ‘biggest blackout in the history of San Diego county’. Thursday, September 8th, 2011, power went off for millions of people in Southern California, Baja California and Arizona. No ATM’s , shuttered stores, nowhere to buy food or water in a world where, when the machines stop, the city stops. The blackout lasted for almost nine hours, from 3.30 Pm till just before Midnight, and it was all it took to plunge my two neighborhoods in an atmosphere that was at times apocalyptic, at others, surreal, magical, “european”. Beyond the novelty, even excitement, felt by some there were people trapped in high-rise elevators, in trolley cars over canyons, in mid-rise buildings without water. It was a time where everything stopped and a battery radio and candles (my only emergency preparedness) help whiled away the hours. It was a movie. And a dream.
Before I share what I have been working on in the past few days, here is my dispatch from the Blackout and some urban moments caught on camera.
PS: From http://www.nakedtranslations.com/en/2004/entre-chien-et-loup nakedtranslations.com:
Entre chien et loup is a multi-layered expression. It is used to describe a specific time of day, just before night, when the light is so dim you can’t distinguish a dog from a wolf. However, it’s not all about levels of light. It also expresses that limit between the familiar, the comfortable versus the unknown and the dangerous (or between the domestic and the wild). It is an uncertain threshold between hope and fear.
The night we saw the stars.
Full moon, venus, motherlight.
Flaws and flames
It is so quiet
we can hear ourselves
If the end of the world comes
I want you to know
We are fine.
Read ”La Noche que Volvimos a Ser Gente”or “The Night We Became People Again” by José Luis González, a short story on the big blackout in New York City.
If you are left with a battery powered CD player when the world ends- and speak italian- you could do worse than listen to Caffe’ Letterario.
Posted in Architecture, architecture, art, Art Show, Berkeley Diaries, Competitions and Collaborations, digital collage, photography, writing, architecture, Experiments, Le flâneur, Photography, photography, Portfolio of Work, Spontaneous Constructs, Thought in the Alley, tagged city imagery., COmpetition, flaneur, international photography, one life international photography competition, Photograph, Photography, photography competition, trip around the world, Urban art on August 19, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
I decided to participate ( characteristically last-minute) to ONE LIFE, an international photography competition, in the ‘City Imagery’ category.
Click here (or on the image above) to see the entry at a higher resolution and, if you like what you see, vote and share my photograph.
The prize is $10,000 or a trip around the world. Guess what I would pick.
Posted in Architecture, architecture, art,poetry,writing, Artuesdays, Book Reviews, Books, Collage, Cures for the Nothing, Digital Collage, digital collage, photography, writing, architecture, Digital Manipulation, Featured Artists, Photography, photography, Writing, tagged Arab cities, Cities of Salt, City of Salt, Digital Collage, escapism, fable, fantasy, favorite books, fiction, Invisible cities, Italo Calvino, Miniature cities, nicholas kahn, orientalism, Photography, photography spread, prose, reverie, richard selesnick, tales on May 24, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
Posted in art, Digital Collage, digital collage, photography, writing, architecture, Digital Manipulation, Experiments, F R A G M E N T S, Photography, photography, Spontaneous Constructs, Uncategorized, tagged android app, digital manipulation, filter, photo illusion, Photography, red, special effects on March 6, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
Posted in art,poetry,writing, Cures for the Nothing, Experiments, Photography, photography, Poetry, Writing, tagged arab music festival 2010san francisco, magnetic word games, paper cutouts, rearanging words, word play, words as art on December 18, 2010 | Leave a Comment »