paul simon showed me this word i can’t believe i don’t listen to that music anymore, it made me think of all kinds of things like architecture, but it never taught me how to spell it. thats what macs are for. i forgot what i was going to say before i accidentally lost my train of thought for the second time
bulidings, sports, saddle dome. planning. designing rooms and houses and art and sculptures. keeping it real. kari wanted to be an architect when she grew up but she did not do that. more buildings. calgary tower
It was no Taj Mahal, but it was cozy, and it was all they really needed. They tried to convince themselves of this as they sat shivering in a shed, blankets draping over them like skin on a corpse.
Architecture is a representation of the creator’s soul. It is an outwards display of emotion and interests and anything else worth thinking about. Yet, only the architect should know what served as inspiration. The goal for viewers of the future is to decide for themselves.
I think it’d be real cool to design architecture. More than thinking up something that’d be aesthetic, but also functional. Beneficial to all who use the space. It must be a great thing, really. I don’t think I could do it successfully. I’m just not sure.
is the art of designing things in which you can be creative an innovative. an architect is a very creative person an he has to involve all his skills in order to create
There was something about the architecture that struck her. It wasn’t perfect. There were things that she noticed that were… off. She wanted everything perfect. And this building was not.
I like architecture. It regards how buildings are made, their style and their structure. Architecture is an interesting field as it involves the interaction of art and engineering to create something that is both elegant and functional. My favorite style is Italian.
I saw this guy sitting there with his skateboard leaning against a bench, looking at the architecture of the hallway. I swear, my heart skipped a beat or two.
its an expression of ones ability to want to grow, become, and express themselves for the world to see. architecture is forever, then man knocks it down. man is the enemy of itself, it destorys what is has worked effortlessly to make.
High gothic turrets, stained glass rose windows, romantic arches, Greek mausoleums, Corinthian pillars. All words that speak architecture. Whether it’s from the past or present, architecture reflects our ideals of beauty. So much to learn and so much to see.
homes, and buildings, and shelters, and lives. all protected and safe because of you. architecture. saving and keeping people inspired, subtly, for centuries. architecture. arch- i- tect- ure.
I realized today that words flow unhindered from the lips of the world. Humans have become reliant on the constant ebb and flow of conversation. Its presence in our lives has etched in the intricate delicacies of our society’s architecture.
I can only dream the simplicities of a silent day. A glimpse into the freedom of -unetched- architecture. A day where the world stands silent, even if for only the briefest of moments.
Mouths poised, frozen between syllables, in unspoken words.
Seeing buildings in large cities makes me happy. I want to perch on top of each like a gargoyle observing all that happens below me. I’d love to see the people swept up in the rush of the day. The animals frittering about, carrying on much like living things do. I want to hold my hands together and do a swan dive and let the wind whisk past me as I free fall into a happy, frenetic rush — but not colliding with the Earth, just casually falling back into place with the flow of the day.
The architecture was worn away from years of wind brush and neglect. The pillars crumble yet echos of it’s former glory remain. The sun beats down bleaching the marble white. It glimmers in a halo of Devine power.
I wrote a paper on greek architecture not too long ago. turned it in two weeks ago. it was difficult but i got a good grade on it. architecture is nice, pretty and a way for people to express their artistic ability in a different way.
the architecture of your mind. funnels leading to abysses that soup up like a lagoon. there are stairs that lead me out of the darkness and into the dusty sunlight corridors where you recite poems to yourself. but i like your shadows.
Zach Archambeau. Old dreams obstructed by childish, obscene temptations and natural fallacies. He’s obviously screwed. I’m not sure what will happen to all of those people whose lives get thrown away. Who will he ever become? His soul is lost to that place where failures go. if i ever end up like that, I feel like I couldn’t go on. But who dictates who ends up as a success and who ends up as a failure? No god could possibly be that cruel.
Architetcture I mean I have a lot of respect for architecture majors, that’s a lot of school and a lot of creativity involved and I have to say it is quite admirable. I love the way they can turn something into nothing. I mean Michelle tuned q-tips into a freaking jacket, now that my friend is impressive. Much respect.
I see a building stretching to the sky…
towering over the spots in my mind.
Where are we going?
Where have we been before..
We are just moments to history past.
I see a lot of life in you.
I see a lot of life in you.
The shape of your body.
A temple to discover.
A theme in my culture classes. There are several types which were influenced by history. For example, in my country alone, in the town, one can see several examples of British Architecture in the castles.
We make architecture with our twining fingertips – here is the church here is the steeple, here are our shimmering glimmering smashing hearts, like glass snowglobes shattering against the door, glass and sparks flying like a spray of bright coins. Here is my heart. Here are your lips. Here my mouth touches your cheeks and here promises spin out into the sunlight, weightless, weighted, like paper swans dying to swoop and swoon and soar.
architecture is about buildings, skyscrapers and more. it is a beautiful job but requires a lot of mathmatics skills. I would love to be an architecht if i were more artistic, and interested in history. i find architects really inspiring and beautiful people.
The architecture that surrounds us often defines not only our creativity, but our culture as well. It is a physical, aesthetic representation of the vague workings and organizations of our collective collaboration. It is not only the form that is important but it also helps to define the function. The form of architicute varies greatly from culture to culture, but the underlying ideals of the functions of archeticture often remains the same. Mankind has an overwhelming need to not only provide shelter for themselves but to formulate an integrated canvas into the world’s overall dimensions.
Architecture is the building of giant structures, mostly cathedrals and skyscrapers. Architects are those that study architecture and usually have an eye for art. It is the next frontier in design and can express art in ways that others cannot do. I find architecture pretty awesome myself.
I’d really like to be an architect one day. Mostly because of the movie 500 Days of Summer. Architecture is sexy and sleek. I like buildings, as you can tell. I’d like to make something cool and useful like that. I don’t think I have the patience for it though. Who knows? I could have a change in heart about it one of these days.
Wonderful isn’t it? The beauty of a building is incomparable. The way someone can take imagination to new heights . . . literally. Architecture is just beautiful. No one can make something so beautiful other than the architect. Amazing. Just amazing.
Isn’t architecture beautiful? I’ve just found out that architecture is a difficult word to type. It is an interesting twisting of the fingers. Anyway, architects are some of the masterminds of the world. Beauty is found in the eye of the beholder. The beholder must be the architect.
buildings, built by imagineers waiting to be discovered and looked upon with the awe of a lifetime. standing against blue skies, swallowed by the oxygen being consumed by the world around it. beautiful.
The architecture of the ranch house was stunning. With an arching ceiling and a paint job that consisted of neutral colors, it was a work of art. The view, too, was amazing. I stood with my jaw hanging open, stunned. I have always been a fan of quality architecture.
She knew this place like the back of her hand, but the old Greek artchitecture seemed to look different at night. Maybe it was the way the moonlight hit the tops of the columns, or the fact that she couldn’t see five feet in front of her. But she didn’t have time to stop and stare, she needed to keep moving.
paul simon showed me this word i can’t believe i don’t listen to that music anymore, it made me think of all kinds of things like architecture, but it never taught me how to spell it. thats what macs are for. i forgot what i was going to say before i accidentally lost my train of thought for the second time
bulidings, sports, saddle dome. planning. designing rooms and houses and art and sculptures. keeping it real. kari wanted to be an architect when she grew up but she did not do that. more buildings. calgary tower
i learned about your mind by studying the architecture of your soul.
It was no Taj Mahal, but it was cozy, and it was all they really needed. They tried to convince themselves of this as they sat shivering in a shed, blankets draping over them like skin on a corpse.
Beautiful buildings. Structures. Art in the form of strength and stone.
Gothic cathedrals reach to the clouds, flying butresses and dark rose windows.
Roman columns stand so proud.
Simple stones–bricks adorn even the smallest of homes.
Architecture is a representation of the creator’s soul. It is an outwards display of emotion and interests and anything else worth thinking about. Yet, only the architect should know what served as inspiration. The goal for viewers of the future is to decide for themselves.
structure, building, soil, art, solid
I think it’d be real cool to design architecture. More than thinking up something that’d be aesthetic, but also functional. Beneficial to all who use the space. It must be a great thing, really. I don’t think I could do it successfully. I’m just not sure.
is the art of designing things in which you can be creative an innovative. an architect is a very creative person an he has to involve all his skills in order to create
Building blocks. Of life. Oxygen…it is very important. So is food. You are like my oxygen. What are these things that I am saying?
There was something about the architecture that struck her. It wasn’t perfect. There were things that she noticed that were… off. She wanted everything perfect. And this building was not.
I like architecture. It regards how buildings are made, their style and their structure. Architecture is an interesting field as it involves the interaction of art and engineering to create something that is both elegant and functional. My favorite style is Italian.
I saw this guy sitting there with his skateboard leaning against a bench, looking at the architecture of the hallway. I swear, my heart skipped a beat or two.
It stands there like a beacon in the night. Its encompassing size, lit up like stars in the sky.
Dance until the walls break down,
crawling forth onto the muse,
crash through ceilings until we cry
kneeling for the archi-Christ.
Seven seconds we beware
Windows to the darkness, bare.
its an expression of ones ability to want to grow, become, and express themselves for the world to see. architecture is forever, then man knocks it down. man is the enemy of itself, it destorys what is has worked effortlessly to make.
High gothic turrets, stained glass rose windows, romantic arches, Greek mausoleums, Corinthian pillars. All words that speak architecture. Whether it’s from the past or present, architecture reflects our ideals of beauty. So much to learn and so much to see.
homes, and buildings, and shelters, and lives. all protected and safe because of you. architecture. saving and keeping people inspired, subtly, for centuries. architecture. arch- i- tect- ure.
I realized today that words flow unhindered from the lips of the world. Humans have become reliant on the constant ebb and flow of conversation. Its presence in our lives has etched in the intricate delicacies of our society’s architecture.
I can only dream the simplicities of a silent day. A glimpse into the freedom of -unetched- architecture. A day where the world stands silent, even if for only the briefest of moments.
Mouths poised, frozen between syllables, in unspoken words.
Seeing buildings in large cities makes me happy. I want to perch on top of each like a gargoyle observing all that happens below me. I’d love to see the people swept up in the rush of the day. The animals frittering about, carrying on much like living things do. I want to hold my hands together and do a swan dive and let the wind whisk past me as I free fall into a happy, frenetic rush — but not colliding with the Earth, just casually falling back into place with the flow of the day.
The architecture was worn away from years of wind brush and neglect. The pillars crumble yet echos of it’s former glory remain. The sun beats down bleaching the marble white. It glimmers in a halo of Devine power.
Strong as Lebanon cedars,
Tall as towering Redwoods,
Mighty as the diamonds,
My little house sat;
Showing off it’s goods.
I wrote a paper on greek architecture not too long ago. turned it in two weeks ago. it was difficult but i got a good grade on it. architecture is nice, pretty and a way for people to express their artistic ability in a different way.
building, plan, home, software product, multi layer, structure, framework,
the architecture of your mind. funnels leading to abysses that soup up like a lagoon. there are stairs that lead me out of the darkness and into the dusty sunlight corridors where you recite poems to yourself. but i like your shadows.
Zach Archambeau. Old dreams obstructed by childish, obscene temptations and natural fallacies. He’s obviously screwed. I’m not sure what will happen to all of those people whose lives get thrown away. Who will he ever become? His soul is lost to that place where failures go. if i ever end up like that, I feel like I couldn’t go on. But who dictates who ends up as a success and who ends up as a failure? No god could possibly be that cruel.
Architetcture I mean I have a lot of respect for architecture majors, that’s a lot of school and a lot of creativity involved and I have to say it is quite admirable. I love the way they can turn something into nothing. I mean Michelle tuned q-tips into a freaking jacket, now that my friend is impressive. Much respect.
I see a building stretching to the sky…
towering over the spots in my mind.
Where are we going?
Where have we been before..
We are just moments to history past.
I see a lot of life in you.
I see a lot of life in you.
The shape of your body.
A temple to discover.
A theme in my culture classes. There are several types which were influenced by history. For example, in my country alone, in the town, one can see several examples of British Architecture in the castles.
We make architecture with our twining fingertips – here is the church here is the steeple, here are our shimmering glimmering smashing hearts, like glass snowglobes shattering against the door, glass and sparks flying like a spray of bright coins. Here is my heart. Here are your lips. Here my mouth touches your cheeks and here promises spin out into the sunlight, weightless, weighted, like paper swans dying to swoop and swoon and soar.
After having worked under Beth for so long architecture became important, so much so that I’d forget to look at the surroundings
architecture is about buildings, skyscrapers and more. it is a beautiful job but requires a lot of mathmatics skills. I would love to be an architecht if i were more artistic, and interested in history. i find architects really inspiring and beautiful people.
The architecture that surrounds us often defines not only our creativity, but our culture as well. It is a physical, aesthetic representation of the vague workings and organizations of our collective collaboration. It is not only the form that is important but it also helps to define the function. The form of architicute varies greatly from culture to culture, but the underlying ideals of the functions of archeticture often remains the same. Mankind has an overwhelming need to not only provide shelter for themselves but to formulate an integrated canvas into the world’s overall dimensions.
Architecture is the building of giant structures, mostly cathedrals and skyscrapers. Architects are those that study architecture and usually have an eye for art. It is the next frontier in design and can express art in ways that others cannot do. I find architecture pretty awesome myself.
I’d really like to be an architect one day. Mostly because of the movie 500 Days of Summer. Architecture is sexy and sleek. I like buildings, as you can tell. I’d like to make something cool and useful like that. I don’t think I have the patience for it though. Who knows? I could have a change in heart about it one of these days.
Wonderful isn’t it? The beauty of a building is incomparable. The way someone can take imagination to new heights . . . literally. Architecture is just beautiful. No one can make something so beautiful other than the architect. Amazing. Just amazing.
Isn’t architecture beautiful? I’ve just found out that architecture is a difficult word to type. It is an interesting twisting of the fingers. Anyway, architects are some of the masterminds of the world. Beauty is found in the eye of the beholder. The beholder must be the architect.
buildings, built by imagineers waiting to be discovered and looked upon with the awe of a lifetime. standing against blue skies, swallowed by the oxygen being consumed by the world around it. beautiful.
The architecture of the ranch house was stunning. With an arching ceiling and a paint job that consisted of neutral colors, it was a work of art. The view, too, was amazing. I stood with my jaw hanging open, stunned. I have always been a fan of quality architecture.
She knew this place like the back of her hand, but the old Greek artchitecture seemed to look different at night. Maybe it was the way the moonlight hit the tops of the columns, or the fact that she couldn’t see five feet in front of her. But she didn’t have time to stop and stare, she needed to keep moving.