Monthly Archive for März, 2010

A-01-00060

Raimund Johann Abraham,

he the fantastic iconoclastic architect from Austria, who had been teaching at the Southern California Institute of Architecture since 2003, died in a car accident in downtown Los Angeles. (March 4, 2010)

Are the architectural drawings by Mr. Abraham art or architecture or a hybrid of the two?
This is a misleading question. It takes us into either-or debates which really have nothing to do with his work, drawn or otherwise. In my view his drawings are essentially philosophical, in that they struggle with questions of existence and its meaning. What makes them architecture—or, I should say, Abraham’s architecture–is that they create clear relationships between abstract, tectonic space and form and human experiences and conditions that comprise our existence. As he has said on many occasions, “architecture must confront a program,” which I take to mean a program for inhabiting particular spaces and their contexts.
(Answer by Lebbeus Woods to a question asked by a journalist about the work of Raimund Abraham)

Austrian Cultural Forum New York. Design competition won, 1992; building completed 2002:

A-01-00059

No sleep before i die

A-01-00058

Totally worn out.


second shuttle picture is from one of my favourite cartoonist.

Ron Cobb

A-01-00057

Got my flashlight
two by four
necessary precaution
way down deep
in the baroque hole
lost my way
lost my soul
is this my grave?

Callum Morton’s cave. Tilburg, Netherlands

what the hell is that inside?
Find out more.

A-01-00056

Jan TooropO grave, where is thy Victory, 1892

A-01-00055


Robo Chair by great Luca Nichetto for OFFECCT

and another interesting chair by espacio creativo culdesac

A-01-00054

Ooohoohoooh through the roof, underground
Ooohoohoooh through the roof, underground


A-01-00053

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end


A-01-00052

To the centre of the city where all roads meet, waiting for you.
Will Insley, Utopist and Architect, New York

who knows more about Will?

A-01-00051

that can’t be crossed
that can’t be climbed

A-01-00050

IF IT IS TO BE / IT IS UP TO ME

A-01-00049

Dankeschön Mr. HaindlYou always have to make your own fun.


A-01-00048

the land of sleeping things.

again the moved Dan McPharlin

A-01-00047

This is your thing.

A-01-00046

i guess silence isn’t really profound.

A-01-00045

From the egg into the flower

A-01-00044

The Measure (from Words)

I cannot
move backward
or forward.
I am caught

in the time
as measure.
What we think
of we think of—

of no other reason
we think than
just to think—
each for himself.

from: The Collected Poems of Robert Creeley, 1945-1975

A-01-00043

It’s a New Year, I’m glad to be here
It’s the first spring, So let’s sing.