#architecture

We were still young enough to remember the cubist architecture of the piles of corpses we had seen during the war. ↗

— George Konrád

#trauma #war #architecture

...it is necessary to understand the historical and aesthetical process of cultures involved in the configuration of what we call Latin America. On the other hand we must find out how the cultures mixed and what their mixtures produced. The main stream is still the great history of Western art, which has set aside the artistic expression of other cultures, even though those continue to influence the painting, sculpture and architecture of South America. ↗

— Maria de Los Angeles Taberna

#architecture

Architecture is invention. ↗

— Oscar Niemeyer

#invention

The only job that was ever of interest to me other than filmmaking is architecture. ↗

— Christopher Nolan

#ever #filmmaking #interest #job #me

I don't build in order to have clients. I have clients in order to build. ↗

— Ayn Rand

#build #clients #i #order

It seems a fantastic paradox, but it is nevertheless a most important truth, that no architecture can be truly noble which is not imperfect. ↗

— John Ruskin

#fantastic #imperfect #important #most #nevertheless

Forests were the first temples of God and in forests men grasped their first idea of architecture. ↗

— James C. Snyder

#art #midieval #architecture

In pursuing a ‘way,’ Japanese typically move beyond an interest in craftsmanship to a kind of sacred search for the ultimate. ↗

— Morinosuke Kawaguchi

#architecture #cosplay #design #japan #manga

There is an effective strategy open to architects. Whereas doctors deal with the interior organisms of man, architects deal with the exterior organisms of man. Architects might join with one another to carry on their work in laboratories as do doctors in anticipatory medicine. ↗

— Richard Buckminster Fuller

#architecture #design #architecture

I love going out of my way, beyond what I know, and finding my way back a few extra miles, by another trail, with a compass that argues with the map…nights alone in motels in remote western towns where I know no one and no one I know knows where I am, nights with strange paintings and floral spreads and cable television that furnish a reprieve from my own biography, when in Benjamin’s terms, I have lost myself though I know where I am. Moments when I say to myself as feet or car clear a crest or round a bend, I have never seen this place before. Times when some architectural detail on vista that has escaped me these many years says to me that I never did know where I was, even when I was home. ↗

— Rebecca Solnit

#journey #nature #wanderlust #architecture