home is where your pup is

loss of identity and the redirection of architecture

Hesitantly, I walk out my front door to my vehicle which allows me to access the roads. These roads allow me to go wherever I would like to, subjecting me to the forlorn decay of architecture that permeates the space humans have dominated. Architecture, in this essay, encompasses everything that establishes our inhabited places. Our inhabited places need

a cloned community

“A house can have integrity, just like a person,’ said Roark, ‘and just as seldom.” –The Fountainhead What does our architecture say about us? I know I have touched on this idea previously, but I think this question is incredibly pertinent, so pertinent that I will repeat it—what does our architecture say about us? I

the lost art

Hesitantly, I walk out of my front door… Architecture, once a form of art is now nothing more than a phrase to describe the mere function and existence of a building. We build buildings because they need to be built and for no other reason. Winston Churchill says: “We shape our buildings; thereafter they shape