Put On Your Armour
My professor said it in the car, on the way to the first of thirteen public hospitals. Ponte la armadura. Put on your armour. I have been arguing with that sentence ever since, and I have decided he was right and that it is also a trap.
An Address for Liability
There is a register with my name on it. If my name came off, I would not be allowed to call myself an architect. Not as a matter of courtesy. As a matter of law. On what a licensed profession actually is, and what remains when the rule-following goes elsewhere.
Hechos Humanos and Architecture
She is fifty-two and she is an only child, and both her parents are in their eighties. In her mother's generation that load divided by four. Now it divides by one. Nobody chose this. That is what makes it a fact, and there are three more.
A Legacy You Can Walk Into
Legacy is not only what you pass down. It is whether the places you built could hold more than one generation at once. Notes from "The Future of Caregiving at Work" on the Your Life. Your Legacy. podcast.
We Built Offices for a Person Who Never Existed
Every office building begins with a number, and inside that number is a person who arrives fully available nobody to collect, nobody to visit. She has never existed. Notes from The Real Finds Podcast with Gordon Lamphere