The premisses of this study were based on creating a contemporary and more sustainable possible architectural object, where the easy living space associated with a constant dialogue “inside / outside”, gave rise to a dwelling designed for two users with reduced mobility.
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I can’t believe I’m just now discovering the Parrish Art Museum in Watermill, on Long Island’s East End. For those not from the New York area, the museum is located near the tip of Long Island – where many modern and contemporary artists lived and work, including some of my faves: Jackson Pollock, Willem de Kooning, Esteban Vicente, Roy Lichtenstein, April Gornik, and Cindy Sherman. Or for the more pop culture inclined, it’s near where Serena from Gossip Girl often spends her summers.
The Museum’s holdings now consist of more than 2,600 works ranging from early nineteenth-century landscape paintings through American Impressionism and into the twentieth- and twenty-first centuries. And for the first time in the museum’s history, the Parrish Art Museum’s permanent collection will be on view in the inaugural installation in our new Herzog & de Meuron-designed building (see above). The new building is worth a visit alone…
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Guanajuato, the capital of Guanajuato state, is a UNESCO World Heritage Site and a charming colonial-era city situated in a picturesque valley surrounded by the Sierra de Guanajuato mountains. The region is known as the Bajio, or heartland of Mexico.
The historic center of Guanajuato has a distinct European flavor with hundreds of narrow cobblestone callejones (alleyways) running up and down the hillside. Shady plazas are dotted with sidewalk cafés, museums, theaters, markets and historic monuments. The buildings throughout the city are fine examples of neoclassical- and baroque-style colonial architecture. An underground network of tunnels runs beneath the city helping to control the flow of traffic.
The bus stop nearest my house doesn’t have a shelter so when it rains, which is most of the time, people huddle under the awning of the bakery up the block or the alcove of a building nearer the route. On a rainy day like the dozens of others I’ve experienced here, I was in the latter spot with an elderly lady and I ducked out and reached the stop exactly as the bus pulled up, hopping directly on.
The lady sat down next to me once she’d gotten away from the protection of the building and hobbled over to the curb. “How did you know it was coming?” she asked. “The window,” I said, generally indicating a storefront receding behind us. Then I said, “La vitrine,” since a shop or display window is not the same as the kind you have in your house. She looked confused…
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