It put be in a good mood, even after an extremely soggy day.

I have bunch of essays due tomorrow, and even though I’m kind of stressed out because I have a lot to write, I’m enjoying figuring out what the hell I want to say.

Here is something that I just read from Mark Childs about public space and the theories of the commons:

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“Conflicts may easily arise when participants use similar terms to refer to differing concepts, and when goals based on one theoretical base are not recognized, understood, or valued by those invested in other theories.  Moreover, theories are frequently taken predictive beyond their kin.

Nevertheless, the breadth of inquiry into the nature if the commons points to its potential power in defining who we are.  If various viewpoints are clarified, the dialog between them may help bring rich naunce to the process and products of design, and also may help clarify the interactions between physical design and social form – between urbanitas and civitas.

‘Knowledge…is not a series of self-consistent theories that converges toward an ideal view…It is rather an ever increasing ocean of mutually incompatible(and perhaps even imcommensurable) alternatives, each single theory, each fairy tale, each myth that is a part of the collection forcing the others into greater articulation and contributing…to the development of our consciousness’(Feyerabend 1975:30)”

yeah…I’m a nerd.

So, my final review went well.  Way way way better than expected…considering the fact that my project was about half finished (on paper).  The jury was a perfect end to a long beginning.  This is cheesy, but it really was that moment when everything, all of the sudden just clicked and suddenly, it was okay that I had just put myself through nearly 8 months of agony.  Only 8 more days to go (and 2 years after that).  But first I have to write a paper…

and stop reading my diagrams like Ouija boards

and make floor plans

and find something in between boring and messy

and obviosly not forget about the human scale

okay…back to Jean Nouvel and Richard Sennett and somehow fitting identity and and theatrical space and the role of the actor and the audience and the city into 3000 words…by noon….

Almost done with yet another year of school!

hopefully, something in here will start to resemble a bath house before the sun comes up again.

This is so funny.

http://www.ruderal.com/bullshit/bullshit.htm

Sorry, to the two people who read this, that I never blog anymore.  I should start up again….but not for 18 more days.  I am a horrible procrastinator.  I should be working right now.  I should have been working all day yesterday, and I should have gotten up when my alarm went off, instead of resetting it and then forgetting to turn the damn thing on.  oops.  So no more procrastinating.  I have 18 days to pull this project together.

Todays goal:Get radical!

To Do: 5 studies (diagram/physical & digital models/drawings) of how to infect and affect the viaduct.  Use lathe studies as guides to precisely control how to strategically disrupt the viaduct while using it as the thread that pulls other bathhouse components together.

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by 2 pm tomorrow…

…Frank Lloyd Wright’s Darwin D. Martin house in Buffalo NY.

It’s all about deconstructing the box.  Wright first removed the corners of the rooms, letting the walls become free standing slabs that could be separated and rotated more freely.

I am about 90% finished with theory for this semester…just one (much smaller) interperative model and a super short text between me and the end!

Final critique for studio is two weeks from today…yikes!  During my desk crit yesterday Srdjan started talking about some kind of Mexican mashed potatoes with coconut and something crunchy (ew).  I gave him a weird look.  He said, “Jenny, don’t look at me that way!” and started laughing.  I have no idea what this has to do with my project.  Hopefully nothing.