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To those for whom the Note incites a sense of youthful wonder—a feeling that if you pressed the keys, it would let out a perfectly tuned arpeggio—I ask, What’s wrong with you?
A house is just a box with a triangle on top plus a window, a rectangle of the right size.
Less a menacing monument to imminent doom than a superfluous, almost decadent by-product of capitalism gone awry
Applying universal suffrage to economics.
Conceptual art and contemporary architecture lack the beguiling allure I find in brazen displays of Americana.
Our built heritage should not become fossils enshrined in amber, but fertile, motley canvases on which to build anew.
The cast changes; the choreography stays the same; what holds infinite interest at Sleep No More is being there.
Black-and-white xeroxed collages given away for free, or highly-curated, glossy magazine–style publications, or anything in between.