long time no blog. a case of no time to think since i started work actually.
but had time to go party (!!!) though.
torrance's welcome back party was the excuse for the long awaited trip to NEIGHBOURHOOD in nottinghill w12. it has been an even longer wait for me to go experience ben watts of EVERYTHING BUT THE GIRL as dj. he is cool - no superstar dj nonsense, just good old house, tribal house to get bodies moving. his sunday afternoon sets at ARTS CLUB travelled by word of mouth and became legend. then he left. and i only get to know about it as hear-say. loser.
luckily, he upped and opened one small club and then N'HOOD as the almost spanking new 600-persons club under a highway. it was so cool.
old bloke like me started recounting all the 'club culture' proclamations from the WIRE, dj and other assorted lifestyle, youth culture, anticulture mags i have browsed through, and wondered if there was indeed something to all that they were saying.
the club was almost all concrete surfaces - some rough edges and some rather intricate crafting (like that hole in the wall with truncated cylindrical surfaces - any pics, torr?). other than that, it was all lights of all sorts of colours. the lights from projectors listed the drinks menu behind the bar, the lights lit up dancing spaces and kept other spaces in the dark, the images from projectors interacted with the texture of the finishes on the wall to create graffiti that could be changed as often as one liked or was inspired to. and the music - can't help but move beats with unfamiliar pieces that somehow seem to let you in easy. it was accessible and it was good. no superstar dj nonsense.
people - more than fair share of beautiful people and for the first time - more chicks than blokes. have to say that the blokes there were very disappointing sort though. very ordinary looking and all seem more lecherous than out-to-have-a-good-time. felt that was weird cos that's not usually the case in london so far, although i'm certainly not saying that girls are not actually half the fun of being in a club....
weird recounting a club night in so many words ... so inappropriate.
heard from nc about the 13 people hired by dp from his year. and mingyin going to alsop (and not kayngeetanarchitects). wonder how everyone's first few weeks of work has been ...
for me, its weird being at the threshold of so many worlds. just done with rather hardcore academic/architectural optimistic environment of the aa and still half a foot in it; just started work at a small london practice and working on a 180room luxury hotel in knightsbridge that is both exciting but inherently gritty cos it has to lead to construction; reading fountainhead and immersed in the ultra convictions of the characters but also the world painted by ms. rand.
i dont know what to think really. so i just live by the day for now.
one remark about fountainhead tho. it has reminded me of my old thoughts more than inspire new ones. in that way, its rather dry for me but its a journey nonetheless. at least ms rand has very strong opinions on what the world as she saw it (then, or just for the book - i haven't read her other works) was and should be. the bit about not being able to tolerate incompetence so totally and letting that become a dividing line between black and white; allowing that to be the great true strength of the protagonist, is the one that stuck with me. i suddenly remembered that i too was once like that - a very long time ago. think i stepped down from that pedestal and all that anger when i caught sight of, and was caught short by, my own limits.
but already comparing roark and wynand, it would seem like there are more ways to deal with that knowledge ...
i'll finish the book. then i'll see if i have more to say.
but had time to go party (!!!) though.
torrance's welcome back party was the excuse for the long awaited trip to NEIGHBOURHOOD in nottinghill w12. it has been an even longer wait for me to go experience ben watts of EVERYTHING BUT THE GIRL as dj. he is cool - no superstar dj nonsense, just good old house, tribal house to get bodies moving. his sunday afternoon sets at ARTS CLUB travelled by word of mouth and became legend. then he left. and i only get to know about it as hear-say. loser.
luckily, he upped and opened one small club and then N'HOOD as the almost spanking new 600-persons club under a highway. it was so cool.
old bloke like me started recounting all the 'club culture' proclamations from the WIRE, dj and other assorted lifestyle, youth culture, anticulture mags i have browsed through, and wondered if there was indeed something to all that they were saying.
the club was almost all concrete surfaces - some rough edges and some rather intricate crafting (like that hole in the wall with truncated cylindrical surfaces - any pics, torr?). other than that, it was all lights of all sorts of colours. the lights from projectors listed the drinks menu behind the bar, the lights lit up dancing spaces and kept other spaces in the dark, the images from projectors interacted with the texture of the finishes on the wall to create graffiti that could be changed as often as one liked or was inspired to. and the music - can't help but move beats with unfamiliar pieces that somehow seem to let you in easy. it was accessible and it was good. no superstar dj nonsense.
people - more than fair share of beautiful people and for the first time - more chicks than blokes. have to say that the blokes there were very disappointing sort though. very ordinary looking and all seem more lecherous than out-to-have-a-good-time. felt that was weird cos that's not usually the case in london so far, although i'm certainly not saying that girls are not actually half the fun of being in a club....
weird recounting a club night in so many words ... so inappropriate.
heard from nc about the 13 people hired by dp from his year. and mingyin going to alsop (and not kayngeetanarchitects). wonder how everyone's first few weeks of work has been ...
for me, its weird being at the threshold of so many worlds. just done with rather hardcore academic/architectural optimistic environment of the aa and still half a foot in it; just started work at a small london practice and working on a 180room luxury hotel in knightsbridge that is both exciting but inherently gritty cos it has to lead to construction; reading fountainhead and immersed in the ultra convictions of the characters but also the world painted by ms. rand.
i dont know what to think really. so i just live by the day for now.
one remark about fountainhead tho. it has reminded me of my old thoughts more than inspire new ones. in that way, its rather dry for me but its a journey nonetheless. at least ms rand has very strong opinions on what the world as she saw it (then, or just for the book - i haven't read her other works) was and should be. the bit about not being able to tolerate incompetence so totally and letting that become a dividing line between black and white; allowing that to be the great true strength of the protagonist, is the one that stuck with me. i suddenly remembered that i too was once like that - a very long time ago. think i stepped down from that pedestal and all that anger when i caught sight of, and was caught short by, my own limits.
but already comparing roark and wynand, it would seem like there are more ways to deal with that knowledge ...
i'll finish the book. then i'll see if i have more to say.
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