I'm a Chicago designer who graduated from Columbia College May 2010. I believe inspiration comes from unexpected places, and therefore it is necessary to look beyond the familiar to bring new ideas to light. This Tumblr allows me to record my discoveries in hopes of providing some nugget of truth or inspiration to the next fellow.
It is by riding a bicycle that you learn the contours of a country best, since you have to sweat up the hills and coast down them. Thus you remember them as they actually are, while in a motor car only a high hill impresses you, and you have no such accurate remembrance of country you have driven through as you gain by riding a bicycle.
…when we know and feel that Nature is our friend, not our implacable enemy that an afternoon in the country, an hour by the sea, a full open view of one single day, through dawn, high noon, and twilight, will suggest to us so much that is rhythmical, deep, and eternal in the vast art of architecture, something so deep, so true, that all the narrow formalities, hand and fast rules, and strangling bonds of the schools cannot stifle it in us then it may be proclaimed that we are on the high road to a natural and satisfying art, an architecture that will live because it will be of the people, for the people, and by the people.
The Tall Office Building Artistically Considered, Louis H. Sulliver, March 1896
Autumn, with two zeros above her nose arguing over the sun being dark or Bach is as famous as its commotion & that she herself—not Orpheus—is the logical poet “I am the logical poet” she screams “Spring? Spring is only the beginning!” she attempts to make Cream Judge jealous by telling him of down-to-earth people & while the universe is erupting, she points to the slow train & prays for rain and for time to interfere—she is not extremely fat but rather progressively unhappy…
