Where the unseen becomes known
Transferring trains in Basel, from Paris to Milan, I entered what appeared to be an empty cabin to pass the hours ahead, only to find someone sitting across from me in the dark.
Inside the seam of departing and arriving, it was the first time I realized that the interval—the interstitial space between here and there—holds the potency of life.
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I dreamt of being an architect at ten. I don’t know what prompted me. I became one.
I started my career by being laid off. A few weeks before my starting date … the office called to inform me that forty percent of the staff was being let go.
The dream arrives from somewhere inside compelling you forward. Reality arrives from an unexpected source transforming your trajectory. Together they form you.
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"'What can you do, it's just business,' I replied, 'that's nonsense, all business is personal.'"
That is the real bottom line after all—how the business affects you.
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Buildings do not get sick, change their mind, have new buildings enter their lives, suffer emotional trauma, question their identities, have desire or fear.
Buildings do not fall in love—unless you believe in Rem Koolhaas’s story in ‘Delirious New York.’
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