Thursday, May 10, 2007
sono vivere
The way things act and react reflects their nature, the inherent properties of their being. If the realm of cause and effect is universally governed by natural balance, then the source of that equilibrium must reside within the very architecture of existence.
selective sanity
Architecture has a resemblance to us.
It resembles something of the human scale, something that keeps us associated with our environment.
There is a problem.
As architecture begins to describe and define people, and become more inclusive of human conduct, the body, the form, we are less isolated. We are affected by every move, a slight drop in the height of a wall, a mere slot of light that washes you awake, a window placed carefully enough that it frames a special view from a particular position.
You wonder that when architecture begins to do something "new", something radical, something unforseen, unpredicted, and indefinite, what happens to us?
Can radical things begin to define us as radical people? Can we see, in ourselves, a reflection of something foreign that has begun to define our existence? How could humans potentially react to these effects psychologically and physically?
Could it be that the abnormal, radical things might give us our insanity back?
I suppose this would do us the biggest favor by tampering with our most natural faculties, with reason and conscience. If we our lucky, we may find sanity has been switched off and madness on. After all, the only real sane feeling one ever feels is the moment they are born, that rush of wind to their face as they make their very first sound ever in the arms of the one person most accountable for their creation, successes, failures and destruction. From then on one's goal must be to hit a point of insanity, rock-bottom nothingness, to ever feel real again. Hopefully not being cradled in the arms of their mother.
It resembles something of the human scale, something that keeps us associated with our environment.
There is a problem.
As architecture begins to describe and define people, and become more inclusive of human conduct, the body, the form, we are less isolated. We are affected by every move, a slight drop in the height of a wall, a mere slot of light that washes you awake, a window placed carefully enough that it frames a special view from a particular position.
You wonder that when architecture begins to do something "new", something radical, something unforseen, unpredicted, and indefinite, what happens to us?
Can radical things begin to define us as radical people? Can we see, in ourselves, a reflection of something foreign that has begun to define our existence? How could humans potentially react to these effects psychologically and physically?
Could it be that the abnormal, radical things might give us our insanity back?
I suppose this would do us the biggest favor by tampering with our most natural faculties, with reason and conscience. If we our lucky, we may find sanity has been switched off and madness on. After all, the only real sane feeling one ever feels is the moment they are born, that rush of wind to their face as they make their very first sound ever in the arms of the one person most accountable for their creation, successes, failures and destruction. From then on one's goal must be to hit a point of insanity, rock-bottom nothingness, to ever feel real again. Hopefully not being cradled in the arms of their mother.
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