Don't you love my use of that word as a title? Yes, I'm vain right now—totally defense mechanism.
Anyway, this is a totally useless post on random thingamajigs.
“THE ART SCHOOL WAS A BIRD CAGE TO HOUSE ARTISTS. CONTRARY TO THE PREP GIRLS, BOYS SCHOOLS AND GEORGE BOOTH MANSION ON THE GROUNDS THAT FITTED WITH THE UPPER-CLASS NEIGHBORHOOD. THERE IS A FASCINATION OF THE RICH WITH ARTISTS, AND IN THIS CASE THE ARTISTS WERE HOUSED IN THEIR BACKYARD. A FIERY GROUP. THE INTENT OF THE BOOTH FAMILY WAS TO HAVE AN ARTIST COMMUNITY. A NOBLE IDEA, BUT IN THE REALITY OF THE FAST MOVING TIMES IMPRACTICAL. A SAD NOTE . PARADISE OF SENSITIVE VISUAL CONCERNS IN A PARK SETTING. BOOTH HAD MADE HIS MONEY IN THE NEWSPAPER BUSINESS, AND YET LONGED FOR THE ALL INCLUSIVE ARTIST LIFE.”
I don't necessarily agree with the whole sentiment, but I just think it would be nice to post here, to remind me of what kind of utopia I am living in.
2. And then, look at these videos below. It's in its way to become a thesis project of one of my favorite classmates, Kurt Brethauer. I'm not going to speak anything on his behalf. Anyway, I just thought that only at Cranbrook this could happen in an architecture graduate studio. Awe. Some. Ness. At work:
A school blog on Arch Dept, Cranbrook Academy of Art. By farid rakun, admitted Fall 2011.