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Gold Strikes

I finished that bit on Le Corbusier, the godfather of Modernist architecture. When I said the bit would be more serious and more absurd than last week’s post, I was half-right.

Le Corbusier: Stealth Scot
“Absurd? I’ll take ma open haun off yer face, Sonny Jim.”

Sure, some nuggets of truth are hidden among the 6m 40s ofΒ A Story Is A Machine For Living In, but there are plenty of nuggets of sweet absurdity to keep folks engaged.

This got me to thinking about how, sometimes, the medium is the message.

[Talking about absurdity, check out theΒ Apoplexy Tiny Letter] Continue reading Gold Strikes

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Penultimatum

If you’re reading this after last week, I guess we’re still here. Or, at least, you are.

I think you're in the villa of Ormen, pal
Aw, Dave, mate. Don’t make me say it.

And yes, me too, still thinking about the dissemination of ideas through graphic designs and logos and t-shirts.

[Or you could just go a listen to a tune at the Apoplexy Tiny Letter.] Continue reading Penultimatum

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