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15M protest camp in Madrid: public space award special category 2012
A large-scale demonstration by citizens demanding improvements in the democratic system by means of a temporary occupation of one of Madrid’s most representative squares.
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15M protest camp in Madrid: public space award special category 2012

A large-scale demonstration by citizens demanding improvements in the democratic system by means of a temporary occupation of one of Madrid’s most representative squares.

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lookalike: “My blueberry nights” of Wong Kar-Wai versus Edward Hopper

neighborhoodthreat:

BLADE RUNNER (1982) dir. Ridley Scott, opening sequence (FX Storyboards)

ulisiones:

Inside Out Project

Arte urbano con denuncia social.

 via @Tololliteras


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~ Fat Lady - The Scalimeters

I AM GURGAON: THE NEW URBAN INDIA

The shining facades of Gurgaon, a satellite city of New Delhi, are symbols of Indias unparalleled economic growth. Gurgaon was built at the turn of this century by the largest project developers in the world. A village 15 years ago, has now grown into a city of 1,4 million inhabitants, but with little or no infrastructure. How viable is this new type of city?

Residents of the gated communities of this privatized society offer insights in their hope, desires, and in the new self-confidence of the Indian middle class. Gradually it becomes clear what the consequences of the credit crisis and the growing gap between rich and poor are for the city and the psyche of its inhabitants.


Gurgaon: a Ponzi Scheme or the prototype for future mega cities as they will be found all over India within a few decennials?

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LA MUERTE DEL BAR ESPAÑOL Y LA INVASIÓN DEL PLATO CUADRADO 

THE DEATH OF THE SPANISH BAR AND THE INVASION OF THE SQUARE PLATE

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snowce:

Dear Stranger, by Shizuka Yokomizo

For this 1998-2000 series of portraits, photographer Shizuka Yokomizo left several anonymous letters on the doorsteps of random ground floor apartments that read:

“Dear Stranger,

I am an artist working on a photographic project which involves people I do not know…. I would like to take a photograph of you standing in your front room from the street in the evening.”

The letter specified a certain ten-minute period during which the artist would approach, take the picture, and slip back into the darkness. She would only reveal her identity once her subjects received a print and contact information (so that they could let her know if they objected to their portrait being exhibited).

Yokomizo made sure that when the photos were taken, the light would be too dark outside to see her — it would only allow her subjects to see their own reflections in the window they were looking out of.

Patric Shaw’s images (above) remind me of Leon Ferrari’s wonderful drawings (below)

Patric Shaw’s images (above) remind me of Leon Ferrari’s wonderful drawings (below)


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~ Bumpin' On Sunset - The Scalimeters

The Scalimeters is a very talented group that are very funky! And I don’t say it only because they are my friends… Check them out!

As James Brown would say: “Yeeeaaahhhhh!!!”

‘God could not be everywhere and therefore he made mothers’ - Jewish Proverb.’
“My wife and my son” Barry Lategan
(famous for photographing 1966 icon Twiggy and many other marvelous works)

‘God could not be everywhere and therefore he made mothers’ - Jewish Proverb.’

“My wife and my son” Barry Lategan

(famous for photographing 1966 icon Twiggy and many other marvelous works)


That Lindsay Style

mikasavela:

John Lindsay biking in Central Park.

If you ever read about urbanism and cities, you’re bound to read about New York. And if you read about New York, at some point mayor John Lindsay’s name will come up. And very often, the Lindsay-stuff seems very current, in the light of what’s going on in urbanism today. It’s possible that he merely became the poster boy of things new urban, things that were there in the air already. But at least for a time, he did represent an era where thinking about cities had certain prominence. These photos by John Dominis, are from a Life Magazine article (May 1968) showing him doing all the right things.

Lindsay picking up the garbage.

Lindsay engaged in urban renewal.

Lindsay interacting with the local community.

Lindsay shaking hands with “a black militant”.

So who are the Lindsays of today? Enrique Peñalosa? And was it really new urbanism?Towards the end of his reign (1966-1973), Lindsay’s popularity faded. Still, he continued to bike the streets, as seen here in 1972 (source).


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Lovely chaos: A BORROWED PLACE
Carlota Santamaría
It is said there are magnetic cores on the earth, and similarly, in every story it appears to be a vital centre.Houses, corners, a bench, the fifth floor of an office building, a bar, the road back, a boat, a table in a café… Anonymous corners of a street, places you can’t choose, in which your life bends its way along transcendentally. Spaces that drain the time like a large hourglass. Gradually and imperceptibly, with gentlest subtlety, they change your existence. The first day you arrived there, you were somebody you merley recognise on some old picture found by surprise. Unit 8, 3 Glebe road has never been my home or a choice. It has nevertheless witnessed my life for 6 years. The hostesses have been changing and I have continued to visit regardless.Friendships from adolescence, childhood ties, strangers who will be my future partners, friends who I have yet to meet; they have all been living in this place. I’ve slept alone, yet also in the company of the three great loves of a life. I’ve arrived lost and become even more so. But I’ve also taken more decisions than I’m aware of in this borrowed home. I’m not sure why it seems as if thoughts become more clear with two feet planted on this old wooden floor. Whenever the door is open to me, I’m assaulted by intimate memories in a borrowed place.   Carlota Santamaría

Lovely chaos: A BORROWED PLACE

Carlota Santamaría

It is said there are magnetic cores on the earth, and similarly, in every story it appears to be a vital centre.Houses, corners, a bench, the fifth floor of an office building, a bar, the road back, a boat, a table in a café… Anonymous corners of a street, places you can’t choose, in which your life bends its way along transcendentally. Spaces that drain the time like a large hourglass. Gradually and imperceptibly, with gentlest subtlety, they change your existence. The first day you arrived there, you were somebody you merley recognise on some old picture found by surprise. Unit 8, 3 Glebe road has never been my home or a choice. It has nevertheless witnessed my life for 6 years. The hostesses have been changing and I have continued to visit regardless.Friendships from adolescence, childhood ties, strangers who will be my future partners, friends who I have yet to meet; they have all been living in this place. I’ve slept alone, yet also in the company of the three great loves of a life. I’ve arrived lost and become even more so. But I’ve also taken more decisions than I’m aware of in this borrowed home. I’m not sure why it seems as if thoughts become more clear with two feet planted on this old wooden floor. Whenever the door is open to me, I’m assaulted by intimate memories in a borrowed place. Carlota Santamaría

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Diffusive architecture II: (ver post anterior)

“En la actualidad exterior e interior ya no son situaciones que se deban producir por oposición, con una frontera que los delimita. Los cerramientos se han esponjado… los forjados se han hojaldrado… Por lo tanto los muros crean ambientes pero no recintos. La estructura sólo sirve para construir un techo. 

El espacio es fraccionado-repartido-distribuído por estructuras, flujos de tráfico, vectores, etc. Sin imagen. Sin materia. Etéreo. Ágil. Volátil. No es el espacio libre con los usos que fluyen de un lugar a otro. Es la composición, por usar una palabra clásica y que todos entendemos, sin la ayuda de los órdenes conocidos. En la planta flucuante las piezas se atraen y repelen desde unas distancias casi magnéticas. No hay rupturas. Tan sólo encaje y entrelazamientos.”

Revista El Croquis nº82. Hacia una definición de la planta profunda, anamórfica y fluctuante. Federico Soriano

co-zine:

120217 - Hans Scharoun’s Berliner Philharmonie.