Maybe it’s just a sign of the times, of where we are, but I find myself with the realisation of being a fundamental extremist.
How can you question existence, its mean through time, techniques of design and even imagination: without some sort of grounding and understanding of space and what it is to be in it?
Is Architecture more like a map, or a ride?
In the 1989 Disney film, The Little Mermaid (based on the fairy tale by Hans Christian Anderson),
Prince Eric defeats Ursula, the evil sea queen, at the helm of a wrecked ship.
Through humanities ability to create, in this case a ship, technology, it is able to take on and defeat forces far greater than itself. Another obvious example is David and Goliath.
Architecture is the ship, or the catapult. But it is more; we do not wish to reduce matters to simply being a utility. In these stories, the hero has purpose, intent, skill; that is to say they are artful.
With much art, there is a way, a discipline; through pursuing this path knowledge is found.
Perhaps it is a good place for a caveat, to refrain from religious terminology. Exploring being in space, unbound with imaginative potential while also grounded, understanding being within a reality, confronts the boundary or frontier between that boundless sea of unimagined potential and that boat, or body that brought them here. At the cutting edge, between that which is real and that, which is not.
Faith pushes intellect to its limitation, to the crest of where understanding gives way to insight of truth. There is no foil-backed guarantee, dogma is long gone, what is, isn’t, a great deal…
For some time now TAoE has published online and in print, such formations are timely productions; this deep web space, an outpost in the mist, is a first place of settling for wandering abstractions. As they gather, they form...
It is like the sea.