Urban[sch]isms

Matrix, on matrix, on matrix; proliferations without a cause or reason. Still being stuck on instrumentalization of geometries. Is it really possible without succumbing to programmatic performance?

Well not any more - apparently. This I Mac roamed from my neighbor’s room to block’s corridor (sticking around for a week) and than transforming into a path-blocking device in front of the block.

A real shame for such an iconic I, a personification of a cult of wester individuality. Or is that just its pretend? What is actually hiding behind this I? I this, I that; everything I. When did the highly praised individuality and personal rights of wester cultural framework started to be so incredibly abused by corporate notions? The I is slowly transforming into WE, and this WE is delegated of course; subtly and patiently transforming us into obedient I-sumers.

NO, it is NOT a background, damn it!

Well; it was organized by Slovenians, but who said that Slovenians don’t know how to make pleskavice and cevapcici. It was a really great picnic (Thanks Urban). Hope to have another one soon; although the weather is not so generous anymore.

Oh, for all those who are wondering, where I got the AJVAR, click this miraculous link. There is a corner shop between Eversholt Rd. and Lidlington Pl.

So, who said that it will not hold; finally the DRL pavilion is finished. Ok, Ok, the main structure is not fiber-cement (actually some of the ribs are steel), other ribs are starting to crack, the revision guy didn’t want to stand under it as he thought it will all come crashing down…. But hey, who’s counting, as long as it looks good - right?!

It is really great for the lunch time; loads of people around; it doesn’t shelter you from the rain though but in the occasional London sun it “performs” splendidly.

The holly grail of every LU student is to control the Mesh. So, control YOUR Mesh; this set of images show the key for doing just that!

And on the 7th day, the city proliferated! ©Alfredo

Yeah, yeah; I know - to formal and to generic. But hey, one must start somewhere!

That’s how we roll; a typical day at our John Street Studio.