Over at Architecture + Morality (they changed the “and” to the plus sign) Corbusier has a new post up called “What Makes a Community: The Problem of Property Ownership and New Urbanism.” As usual, Corbusier’s post is excellent and long overdue. (How come all the Click Here to continue reading.
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Concrete staining can produce some beautiful floors as the above photograph can attest. Maineloft produced that floor by using Scofield’s products. But there are many other products out there that you can use. Going by what I have read, all of them seem to produce Click Here to continue reading.
“Pirates” is not a poem for the ages. But when I read it, I could not help but think of our clan.
I often thought that this little poem was too good to be buried in the song that it was buried in. I often thought that Rich Mullins wrote all the extra words just to make it song length. So I am extracting it from the song and making it poem of the week.
Sometimes I think of Abraham
How one star he saw had been lit for me
He was a stranger in this land
And I am that, no less than he
And on this road to righteousness
Sometimes the climb can be so steep
I may falter in my steps
But never beyond Your reach
So once again I continue my unbroken string of not completing a series. I ought to be putting up Revenge of the Invisible Hand Part II right about now. I did start on it, but time and tide have sidetracked me.
For those of you who care, that series has a better chance of being finished Click Here to continue reading.
I just got my first issue of Vogue Knitting. It’s hard to know what kind of a magazine it really is, because this is their 25th Anniversary issue, and all magazines are a “different” for their anniversary issues. Although in some ways it felt more like a really big source book (it’s the only magazine Click Here to continue reading.
This week’s poem of the week is a poem that Joel Dueck put out with an invention to interpret. Give it your best shot.
The Ethereal Voice has not highlighted an essay simply because it was written well for a long time. This week we figured we would rectify that that by highlighting this essay from Scully’s blog.
I hate architecture that deliberately sets out to defy gravity. For one thing, gravity has a tendency to win.
But that is really just a side issue. After all, gravity will eventually pull any building to the ground. But I still don’t derive any pleasure from seeing buildings challenge their ultimate fate. They just seem Click Here to continue reading.
Almost everytime I read a modern critique of art or someone explaining a modern work of art, I think of this poem.