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Character Studies; Man #1

February 3, 2011

I have been wanting to write about people. I decided in order to do so, I should write about ACTUAL people, ones that I see with my physical eyes. So today I started doing this. I sat down at Starbucks, picked a man at random, opened my notebook and wrote the following. Ok, so I edited it a little bit when I typed it up… sue me.

Man #1

He was clothed completely in black, like a stocky shadow pooling in the overstuffed leather armchair. Button-down with sleeves rolled to the elbows, strap-shouldered vest, denim pants, with pewter studded boots jutting from tattered hems. The little hair he had left was grown long, pulled back from his temples in a tail, one last-ditch effort to stave off the aging process. His five-o-clock shadow melted into a tight, salt and pepper goatee, clinging to his chin like moss. White headphones sprouted from his ears, chords a stark contrast to his somber attire. His black laptop was perched on one crossed knee, and his expression crackled with a peculiar intensity. His watery blue eyes were fixed on the screen with a concentration bordering on anger.



January 20, 2011

A friend of mine is in Rome right now. I got a little jealous and wrote this.


When roaming Rome,
Don’t think of home.
Don’t blink, you’ll miss the famous dome!
The Pantheon, with floor of stone,
And oculus set high above!

The fountain with equine motif,
With waters’ gurgle, splash, and foam;
The Eternal City bids you come,
From other places you have gone,
If with back to fountain, face to square,
You toss a coin into the air,
O’er shoulder into Trevi’s pond.

And who can miss the famous place,
With Adam’s Birth and Judgement Last,
The masterful artistic grace
Imbued in every frescoed face!
Four years of painful toil went past
E’er Julius’ demands were met.
And while we weren’t there to see it done,
We all owe Michelangelo a debt.

So when in this ancient metropolis,
Remember all who have not been.
Remember all that you have seen
And share with those who had to miss.
Perhaps one day, before too long,
You’ll hear that Latin siren’s song,
And leave again your hearth and home,
To journey back, once more to Rome.


Hello, again.

May 22, 2009

As it turns out, writing a blog while trying to finish up one’s BFA is a surefire recipe to have a blog with 6 months of no posts.  I am not sure what writing a blog while on the job hunt will bring, but I am optimistic about actually having the time to read and write again.

It is official.  I am the proud owner of a Bachelor of Fine Arts in Interior Design, and I have been since March 26th.  Next week it will be 2 months since graduation.  My last two quarters at school were spent completing gen-ed requirements.  As a result, it has been more than 6 months since I have spent any real amount of time working on a design project.  I am beginning to understand what an amputee must feel with a “phantom itch” that cannot be scratched.  A part of my person is missing.

Sure, I have worked on a few small personal projects, from creating a 3d rendering of one of the spaces I designed in school to designing a shelving unit.  But these do not completely satisfy.  I am realizing that at heart, I am a builder.  I want to bring into existence the things I create, not leave them as an abstract concept relegated to a two-dimensional graveyard.

To this end, I am actively searching for work.  In the months since graduation, I have visited 60 different architecture firms, and have heard 59 different versions of “We’re not hiring right now”.  The one exception is an architect who interviewed me, but is waiting to hear about some new work before he decides whether or not to acquire more help.  This is very encouraging, but I still want to be designing, not waiting.

I don’t want to merely complain about my situation.  I have learned a lot about myself in this time.  I now know that no matter the situation, I must have a creative outlet.  I now know that I must be on guard against the inclination to laziness.  I now know that work is a God-given blessing, not a curse or simply a “necessary evil”.  For these lessons, I would go through this time again and again.


The Function of Form

October 29, 2008

Before I continue with The Interior Dimension, I want to put down some of my thoughts on the question of form and function.

These two words are some of the most used and abused in the design community, and are loaded with connotations which vary widely based upon each individuals experience.

Louis Sullivan, an architect from chicago at the turn of the 20th century, coined the phrase.

It is the pervading law of all things organic and inorganic,
Of all things physical and metaphysical,
Of all things human and all things super-human,
Of all true manifestations of the head,
Of the heart, of the soul,
That the life is recognizable in its expression,
That form ever follows function. This is the law.

(“The Tall Office Building Artistically Considered”, Louis J. Sullivan, March, 1896)



Sullivan believed that any aesthetic consideration must be subservient to the function of the structure. This didn’t mean that Sullivan left all ornamental elements out of his designs, he just felt that they were secondary to the functionality of the building.

Some have taken form follows function to extreme levels and have eliminated all aesthetic considerations out of their designs. This can create some rather soul crushing buildings.


Others have said that form and function are the same thing; that a functional building draws it’s form and beauty from it’s ability to do a job and do it well. While this can often be true, I think that it still falls short of ideal.

I think that form and function are inseperable, and must be considered at the same time, but they are still two distinct elements to design. I think that form should support the function of a building, and should not be elevated to a status which hinders the use of the building. I think that function should have a beauty in the simplicity of it’s fufiling the needs of the users.

Let me phrase it this way:

“Form is the soul of function. Function is the thought behind form.”