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Thoughts on the Black Box 2 April 2019 No Comments

I approached the task of responding to a paper session on conventions of research in architectural education by following the prompt of the session’s co-chairs, and returning to the thing itself, to the “black box” that the conference organizers used as a starting point for the theme of the 107th annual meeting of the Association […]

Margolies Mainstream and Marginal 8 March 2011 No Comments

Ducks, decorated sheds, ugly, ordinary, heroic, monumental, interstates, Main Street, Route 66, the Strip, White Towers, the End of the Road, Learning from Las Vegas, the Architectural League, Wayne McAllister, the Sands, the Fontainebleau, the Rat Pack, Ant Farm, Archigram, Telethon, Warhol, the Factory, Pop, postmodernism, Mies, Rudolph, Venturi, Scott Brown, Nam June Paik, Ed […]

Books & Art 7 February 2011 No Comments

My friend Adriane Herman is an artist, curator, and associate professor of printmaking at the Maine College of Art.  Her work is all about consumption and found imagery: 409 bottles, Little Golden Books, vintage postcards, discarded shopping lists, post-it notes, surplus bird seed.  In Adriane’s work detritus and ephemera become art, not simply through object […]

A Tramp Abroad, but mostly at Home 7 August 2010 No Comments

In A Tramp Abroad, Mark Twain reccounts his 1878 journey through Europe with his characteristic, and occasionally annoying, curmudgeonly humor.  Late in the book, after too many months of fine dining and hotel fare, Twain is clearly longing for “American food and American domestic cookery.”  In Chapter XX (pp. 235-241), he launches a mild attack […]

At present I am a sojourner in civilized life again 27 July 2010 No Comments

Not surprisingly, my “life in the woods” was far less literal than Thoreau’s, involving little isolation and only fitful removal from my neighbors.  Still, there was sufficient labor (more intellectual than physical) to keep me away from this particular place (my sadly static URL) for more than half a year.  But unlike Henry David, I […]