There are times I ponder where this my desire to be an architect stemmed from. Answering the seemingly inevitable question about career paths we choose for life is rather nothing more than an illusion, when one answers with the words astro-physicist. Being an architect was an apt choice given my inkling towards the fine arts and maths, but if anything Lego would play a bigger role that the two aforementioned fields. Yes, Lego – the building blocks that started my voyage into the profession that is architecture. So when you see projects made by the humble Lego brick, it amazes me.
Mind you, the house I designed when I was 6 had an atm machine in the living room and pine trees in the bedroom – so that really doesn’t count as valid attempt at architecture.
I thought I’d bury myself within some books, so this is my reading list for the holidays.
If only you knew how large, heavy and darn expensive the Phaidon Atlas is but its worth the trees its printed on. Mnemosyne is one of my favourite photography books that was pretty pricey too.
I got my schedule for the Urban Islands studio on Cockatoo Island today, and it literally stopped me in my tracks. Looks like the first week are solid 12 hour days which would probably become 18 hours, once we get all home work done for the following day. I’m excited and daunted at the prospect of what could eventuate into a fortnight of all-nighters (weekends included). We have a public presentation on the 28th of July on Cockatoo Island and if you want to see me stuff up, this is will be the chance to do so. Everyone’s invited and there’ll be ferries to the island on the day and most likely a party on there too. This wont be the last you hear of this.
I’m nervous like you wouldn’t believe.