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Storms are seemingly incessant in the winter months on Celronia. The sky is constantly moving, layered, and broken by opaque greenish grey clouds. The rain comes in clearly defined waves that are compact enough to become objects that sweep the landscape with a cold and damp treatment. The hills often encounter attacks by cloudbanks that push briskly below the ceiling. The rain does not come with any lightening, but is always preceded by a warm gusty wind and always proceeded by the odor of wet limestone.
This is the home where I grew up; a very old structure (roughly 200 years), but the central computer still works just fine. It’s main terminal is located behind the couch – easily accessible when an environmental change is needed or a some information about the past moon needs to analyzed. The light bands are a typical element as they have been for centuries. They are as simple as a micromesh which diffuses light, yet allows a smooth transition to a direct light source along their length, which can be positioned as needed. One never experiences glare and is able to set an infinite number of lighting arrangements.
Amber happened to be on the planet and so was obliged to stop by my old house which I now use as a time share. We both love being in those neighborhoods that pepper the bluffs above the farming playas. They seem to follow the lead of the stars at dusk as they illuminate the slopes with faint blue glints of light. Always in the distance is the brilliant light of a spaceship’s exhaust – seen but rarely heard. Amber always opens the doors when the rain comes and the warm gusts waft through the living spaces.
The rain is able to enter the space where the façade tilts, corrupting the boundary between outside and in; only the patio step prevents the puddle from getting further inside. It is always a moment of intimacy with nature and the season. Amber loves sitting around the floor like this - it's is why I like calling her floorpaws. To take off your shoes, to feel the cooler moist air against your paws and over your shoulders, is to be one with this planet. The comfort in these homes is always poetic narrative dictated by the weather.
This is the home where I grew up; a very old structure (roughly 200 years), but the central computer still works just fine. It’s main terminal is located behind the couch – easily accessible when an environmental change is needed or a some information about the past moon needs to analyzed. The light bands are a typical element as they have been for centuries. They are as simple as a micromesh which diffuses light, yet allows a smooth transition to a direct light source along their length, which can be positioned as needed. One never experiences glare and is able to set an infinite number of lighting arrangements.
Amber happened to be on the planet and so was obliged to stop by my old house which I now use as a time share. We both love being in those neighborhoods that pepper the bluffs above the farming playas. They seem to follow the lead of the stars at dusk as they illuminate the slopes with faint blue glints of light. Always in the distance is the brilliant light of a spaceship’s exhaust – seen but rarely heard. Amber always opens the doors when the rain comes and the warm gusts waft through the living spaces.
The rain is able to enter the space where the façade tilts, corrupting the boundary between outside and in; only the patio step prevents the puddle from getting further inside. It is always a moment of intimacy with nature and the season. Amber loves sitting around the floor like this - it's is why I like calling her floorpaws. To take off your shoes, to feel the cooler moist air against your paws and over your shoulders, is to be one with this planet. The comfort in these homes is always poetic narrative dictated by the weather.
Category All / Paw
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File Size 365.5 kB
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There are so many better ways to go about getting hardlines on a computer that my method is really 1 of a million. I must say that you should check out the sketch version of this in the scraps section. Notice the fainter scribbles and stray lines. The fainter, and more wild, the more important; that is me searching with my pencil for the forms that work. You simply can't go to the table ready to lay out your project, you search in study models and in perspective sketches.
Thanks, it means a lot to me when people stop and try to recognize the specifics of why they like their surroundings. It's somewhat of a Frank Lloyd Wright hold-over. He uses flourescent lights to laminate the walls and expand the space in his smaller USONA house designs from the 40s. When the sun sets, the lighting determines the shape of the space which you desire to occupy by its phenomenological reading as an object (or void in this case).
WOW! This is incredible art work. I also enjoyed your description of your own pic. Very visual and meaningful. Cool, a challenge for me to study and look even deeper into the meaning. Oh.. um.. I like to interpret everyones pic like I would a cave painting. I actually enjoy studying every pics to understand the deeper meanings that constructs the pic into what they are. Well, here goes... There's a powerful focus on advance technnology, and the comforts that technology has to offer - especially in regards to nature. Being able to build around and cope with the natural order. A non destructive outlook to a modern world. Amber is very much at home with the place. She is surrounded by windows. The windows serves as the eyes of the visionary, exposing his heart for the world to see. Like a window to every heart, lies a longing for a utopian world. The ideal life that groans within us all. A place that is unseen of, yet, it is worth striving for. The floating seats in the background, and Amber on the floor, provides a visual metaphor of faith and security. A personal sanctuary, a place of belonging. Being one with the planet, is clear that she lives in a utopian world as clear as glass. This is a future of simplicity, even visually, there is nothing that captures attention away from Amber. But, with carful observation, the beholder only sees everything as natural as it should be seen. The clutters of the former world is no more, making way for a world of natural beauty, and the climax of intimacy, is all the occupation an expansive place needs. In short, heaven. I enjoy interpreting your pic. Between the art and literature, it all points out to this conclusion. But of coarse someone else's interpretation could be different, but this happens to be what I got from this pic. I often say this, that art is a form of communication. If anyone can recognize a stick figure as a representation of a human being, then the artist has done his job. It is indeed a simple work of art. I like to study all kinds of art works, even the ones that may seem not so "professional", because it's what an artist is trying to express. It's what makes every artist feels so alive. Every pic speaks a thousand words that says " Hay I'm alive and I want to express myself". ...Oh man sorry I write too much, I get carried away sometimes, hehe. Well great pic.
That's quite a comment, thank you very much.
http://www.pitt.edu/~tokerism/0040/.....iedII-mont.jpg
Mies in the 20s I think...
Personally, I usually like the "climax of intimacy."
http://www.pitt.edu/~tokerism/0040/.....iedII-mont.jpg
Mies in the 20s I think...
Personally, I usually like the "climax of intimacy."
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