sun-bleached bones

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Someone recently asked me to highlight my favorite designer…

There is one designer, in particular, I thought of…  And I don’t intend to sound esoteric, but he does truly amazing work!

I often stand in awe of his work.  And of course, I see all designs as the revelation of his masterwork.

Celebrated designs like Calatrava’s skeletons and Ando’s zen thoughts in concrete are simply derivatives of this master designer’s original creations.

I’m particularly interested in his subtle quantum shapes and perhaps invisible formless architecture…  But I guess if we have to inhabit “physical” form then we shall play the physical game a while longer.  However, can you imagine an architecture of faith that leaps beyond our perception, designs that engage in pure conversation with him?

If we imagine our lives to be as fluid droplets in a river, then pray tell, what archetypal form would we be housed in?  Faith?  Perhaps a quantum leap of faith into an evolved form conversant with the Divine.

…Just look at a roadkill.  Intestines and other forms spilled along the roadside while cars pass by.  We can imagine at one time that very form housed a single fluid drop of spirit in its precise design, until the form and its function leaped across an asphalt road and — BAM!

There it lies now… Bones are revealed as white sun-bleached structure.

It’s in this manner that we are given such buildings as designed by Calatrava, and other cathedrals, to worship in and capture that moment when dimensions intersect in poignant prayer.

Anyhow, it might be expedient to celebrate icons, but to think contrary to the status quo, to go deeper into perception is indeed a painful act.  However, for some of us in this fluid river, there is no alternative…

Roadkill at WTC, conducting the currency of souls in a subtle act of prayer, Charon at NYC’s subterranean waterway…

-IAT
 

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