KAIROS HADITHHe’s standing in the station, staring at both his shadow and reflection on the highly polished floor. If he stands under the lights just right they almost align, creating an ethereal shimmering doppelgänger, without mass or consciousness. His thoughts drift from himself to places he has yet to see… What is really waiting on the […]
What do you do? (What ARE you?) As a child, you are never asked this question, because it is irrelevant – the answer is simple: anything and everything. Childhood is still widely accepted as the period of experimentation allotted to each of us on our journey towards a fully crystallized adulthood. As an adult, this […]
When you close your eyes before you sleep, can you picture your own face? Could you render a perfect image of it without looking in a mirror? I’d wager not. Memory is always fragmented or incomplete, but we often convince ourselves of its accuracy; it is the progenitor of our present. What if you awoke […]
Buildings have long offered our species physical shelter, but they are also deeply symbolic / emblematic of the changing shapes of our psyche. There are the obvious examples, such as buildings of worship, shaped with carefully calculated proportions and lighting, they conjure images of the divine and offer an atmosphere ripe for contemplation. They strive […]
There was no brief, no invitation, no mission statement; you simply awoke and it had already begun. You find you are both trapped and empowered by the vehicle they have given you, as strong and lonely as a bathysphere, as apt and fragile as a seedling on the wind. It will protect you, define you, […]
Everyone is filled with this notion of potential, some untapped or undiscovered resource within themselves, like a cache of gunpowder waiting for you to strike the match. In a world smothered in false modesty, it may seem unthinkable to admit that I have never felt a lack of potential – I’ve maintained a quiet confidence that […]
All great cities in the world cling to the banks of a river, the aorta at their heart, dissecting their anatomy and shaping their identity. It is right to think of the river first, as without the ancient great rivers; the Danube, the Nile, the Ganges, the Mississippi, the Thames, perhaps none of the respective […]
My journey started with a frenetic liaison at the BFI the night before. Conversation darted from Edward Hopper to Charles Rennie Mackintosh and Frank Lloyd Wright. A dash home in the dark, still thinking about all the things left unsaid, which also left me pondering my choice to travel alone. … Sunday. I rode the […]