i like buildings with big windows and the curve of sunlight across arches and cathedrals and the time it must have taken for those men or women to plan the feel of the building and what they wanted people to experience in their hearts as they step into the doorways to live, eat, breathe, sleep, and make love within the walls. but that is why suburbia is so sad. so dry. and we need more.
Ylan
I looked at the house, it wasn’t a home, it wasn’t even my house, not in my head. I didn’t belong here. The architecture of the house was beautiful, fit for a princess, to bad i might as well have been the housemaid, nothing here told me i was home, because i’m not. I don’t belong here.
mee123
art is on paper,
on canvas,
on buildings.
but no one sees the art,
of the buildings themselves.
I love the word architecture because it looks like a beautiful building itself, with spires and arcs. It reminds me of Ayn Rand’s “The Foutainhead” because Howard Roark’s profession is architecture and the word just embodies all of her ideals and philosophy in my mind.
Lizzy
Buildings shot from the earth like concrete mammoths. Steel and glass act like twisted prisons, holding the souls of people in cubicle cells day after day. Lighting the night like an eery moon.
Nichole Sellers
i want to burn myself to the ground ..and than try to save the ashes from the wind;s power.. mix them with my dreams and tears and transform myself into a new person … i want my soul to grow; to redefine myself – even if that means i should give up on some of my attachments ~ and i;ll call the process: “the architecture for a shadow”
noway
Strong as cedars,
Tall as redwoods,
Mighty as diamonds,
Sat my little house on the prarie.
It’s glory shone,
Through the toughest din;
Even in the winter,
It would surpass all.
maeicejesus
biuldings paris pyramids structures
lynn
The light catches your hair and turns it gold
from coal
you are beautiful
maybe if you stop looking at yourself in the mirror
And it suddenly took my breath away, the mammoth structure in front of me. It had a dark, crimson complexion that made you weap with fear. You took two glances at this beast and you knew that whoever was brave enough to enter its door was important and not someone to fuck with.
Wyatt
architecture is very important as it built our civilizations . It’s art as it is science.
razanosa
The architecture of the building was horrible. Tiles falling apart, stones rubbing on the floor, the ceilings water melted and caving in. It was a horrible place to live, and yet, I loved it. It was my first apartment. I needed to love it because the rent was obscenely high and I couldn’t live anywhere else. I guess the couch was nice, it had a good worn-in feeling. But other than that, the building was crumbling. My neighbors hated the place and tried to leave every single day.
Caro
Architecture is used to identify how old or what something is. The architecture on a building for instance is to tell how old it is and how stable it is.
Architecture was his calling, until he met Elizabeth. She had a love of pastels. He had a love of her fine curves. She talked physics, he listened with rapt attention. They never knew each other. She lived in the pages of a dusty tome.
Brian D. Meeks (@ExtremelyAvg)
I once wanted to study ARCHITECTURE. In fact, eight years passed by for me to realize that it wasn’t the right path for me. I had to work in an architectural firm for a month to realize it. Sometimes I still think about what my life would be like as an architect, but most of the time I’m content with the path I’ve chosen.
andrea
All day long I have to clean up their mess. Explain why the system can work how they’ve designed it. What’s my reward? Well of course I am hated it for it. People don’t like constructive correction. Just doing my job people. Wish you’d do yours to the same level.
Architecture is the foundation of much of our lives. The house we live in. oUR ROOM. our workspace. Places we travel to in foreign lands. However we don’t think about it as much as we should.
Delia
The man and woman were walking.
“Let’s talk about us,” the woman said, “Where do you see this going?”
“Let’s talk about…er…architecture,” the man said.
The woman was angry.
So she pushed the man off a very tall building.
“Architecture, my ass,” she said with a smile.
mia taylor
you see it everywere. and yet its something that just seems overwhelming. I can’t imagine pouring my thoughts into a building and then watching it come alive. but people do it, the fruits of their labour implode on the world. some of the buildings, boring. some majestic. some never make it through a quarter of a century. we study it, we gaze at it, we are mesmerized, we grovel at those who can perfect it. but to me, its overwhelming, where do you begin, how do you start, when do you know you are finished. how do you know if you have created something that is great? how do you know that you are not just crazy? how do you know that this building will matter? Does it matter? what happens to these works of art when they are torn down? does the artist, the creator lose out. is it still etched in society through photos of passerby’s. what makes a great building, a great neighbourhood, a great city? it is the architecture is it not?
krista
Architecture is buildings. Tall skyscrapers with the sky and sun behind them. They’re what we see when looking up. When looking at the sky. When thinking. They’re the beauty between eternity and ourselves. They stand out. Literally.
Signe
i do not know much about architecture but i think it’s interesting and creative.
lulu
Architecture is weird to me. It’s a weird word, it kind of seems like a fancy way to say “builder”. maybe it’s a government conspiracy… who knows? i may just be crazy.
Toby Welch
it reminds me of washington DC and rashtrapati bhawan( india’s president house )
well i believe its an important tool to showcase the concrete beauty
Architecture………………………………. Is good ……….. It builds stuff
i like buildings with big windows and the curve of sunlight across arches and cathedrals and the time it must have taken for those men or women to plan the feel of the building and what they wanted people to experience in their hearts as they step into the doorways to live, eat, breathe, sleep, and make love within the walls. but that is why suburbia is so sad. so dry. and we need more.
I looked at the house, it wasn’t a home, it wasn’t even my house, not in my head. I didn’t belong here. The architecture of the house was beautiful, fit for a princess, to bad i might as well have been the housemaid, nothing here told me i was home, because i’m not. I don’t belong here.
art is on paper,
on canvas,
on buildings.
but no one sees the art,
of the buildings themselves.
I love the word architecture because it looks like a beautiful building itself, with spires and arcs. It reminds me of Ayn Rand’s “The Foutainhead” because Howard Roark’s profession is architecture and the word just embodies all of her ideals and philosophy in my mind.
Buildings shot from the earth like concrete mammoths. Steel and glass act like twisted prisons, holding the souls of people in cubicle cells day after day. Lighting the night like an eery moon.
i want to burn myself to the ground ..and than try to save the ashes from the wind;s power.. mix them with my dreams and tears and transform myself into a new person … i want my soul to grow; to redefine myself – even if that means i should give up on some of my attachments ~ and i;ll call the process: “the architecture for a shadow”
Strong as cedars,
Tall as redwoods,
Mighty as diamonds,
Sat my little house on the prarie.
It’s glory shone,
Through the toughest din;
Even in the winter,
It would surpass all.
biuldings paris pyramids structures
The light catches your hair and turns it gold
from coal
you are beautiful
maybe if you stop looking at yourself in the mirror
you would see what i see
And it suddenly took my breath away, the mammoth structure in front of me. It had a dark, crimson complexion that made you weap with fear. You took two glances at this beast and you knew that whoever was brave enough to enter its door was important and not someone to fuck with.
architecture is very important as it built our civilizations . It’s art as it is science.
The architecture of the building was horrible. Tiles falling apart, stones rubbing on the floor, the ceilings water melted and caving in. It was a horrible place to live, and yet, I loved it. It was my first apartment. I needed to love it because the rent was obscenely high and I couldn’t live anywhere else. I guess the couch was nice, it had a good worn-in feeling. But other than that, the building was crumbling. My neighbors hated the place and tried to leave every single day.
Architecture is used to identify how old or what something is. The architecture on a building for instance is to tell how old it is and how stable it is.
Architecture was his calling, until he met Elizabeth. She had a love of pastels. He had a love of her fine curves. She talked physics, he listened with rapt attention. They never knew each other. She lived in the pages of a dusty tome.
I once wanted to study ARCHITECTURE. In fact, eight years passed by for me to realize that it wasn’t the right path for me. I had to work in an architectural firm for a month to realize it. Sometimes I still think about what my life would be like as an architect, but most of the time I’m content with the path I’ve chosen.
All day long I have to clean up their mess. Explain why the system can work how they’ve designed it. What’s my reward? Well of course I am hated it for it. People don’t like constructive correction. Just doing my job people. Wish you’d do yours to the same level.
Architecture is the foundation of much of our lives. The house we live in. oUR ROOM. our workspace. Places we travel to in foreign lands. However we don’t think about it as much as we should.
The man and woman were walking.
“Let’s talk about us,” the woman said, “Where do you see this going?”
“Let’s talk about…er…architecture,” the man said.
The woman was angry.
So she pushed the man off a very tall building.
“Architecture, my ass,” she said with a smile.
you see it everywere. and yet its something that just seems overwhelming. I can’t imagine pouring my thoughts into a building and then watching it come alive. but people do it, the fruits of their labour implode on the world. some of the buildings, boring. some majestic. some never make it through a quarter of a century. we study it, we gaze at it, we are mesmerized, we grovel at those who can perfect it. but to me, its overwhelming, where do you begin, how do you start, when do you know you are finished. how do you know if you have created something that is great? how do you know that you are not just crazy? how do you know that this building will matter? Does it matter? what happens to these works of art when they are torn down? does the artist, the creator lose out. is it still etched in society through photos of passerby’s. what makes a great building, a great neighbourhood, a great city? it is the architecture is it not?
Architecture is buildings. Tall skyscrapers with the sky and sun behind them. They’re what we see when looking up. When looking at the sky. When thinking. They’re the beauty between eternity and ourselves. They stand out. Literally.
i do not know much about architecture but i think it’s interesting and creative.
Architecture is weird to me. It’s a weird word, it kind of seems like a fancy way to say “builder”. maybe it’s a government conspiracy… who knows? i may just be crazy.
it reminds me of washington DC and rashtrapati bhawan( india’s president house )
well i believe its an important tool to showcase the concrete beauty
i like how the architecture is on the empire state buildin iv never there but i like it
designing the building which is done by architects a profession. i believe its an important tool to design a city