And we are Back

I will suppose there is an audience and this audience I care for very much. This audience includes me two dimensionally and three dimensionally. It includes those that listen and those that talk over others. It includes the past and present. It includes those that read this word now.

This is an exercise that I will use now to project outward as my world may begin to narrow into a focus of the maritime, rising tides, and the urbanism of naval architecture. In hopes not to drown, or at least not panic when I find myself entirely surrounded by water, I will leave this trail of clues. At times I may be diagramming the paths and routes of ships, the structural capacities of geometry, the mechanics of the dock, the barnacles eating lead, the long life of decay, oyster harvesting, evacuation strategies, and emergency. In summation it is the space shaped by the network of aquatic processes, natural, and man made and the history and perception of the flood.

Systems fail. Objects become obsolete. Architects are now faced with inhabiting modern infrastructure that has grown so big, it requires an entire overhaul. This drastic shift can happen incrementally planned, or it can happen through force. The perception of man's control of nature has shifted and now, as an architect and urban designer I look to translate the lessons of the sea to that of land. The littoral zone will include the basements, the sewers, the sidewalks, the piers, the roads, and the cars. What will float? What will anchor? What will last? How can the transformation of the Maritime adapt to and support these circumstances?

This is an image by John Baldessari. It is called "Boat, with man sitting" It hangs on my wall and I see it when I wake up. I seems like the proper notion of loneliness and support, simplicity and solidarity for the journey through the end of the thesis. Dreaming of the life boat, the cluster oasis, or the dry-dock hospital. 

xo-

John Baldessari "Boat with Man Sitting"

John Baldessari "Boat with Man Sitting"