The mortifying ordeal of being known A Fragment by Tim Kreider opinionator.blogs.nytimes.com Years ago a friend of mine had a dream about a strange invention; a staircase you could descend deep underground, in which you heard recordings of all the things anyone had ever said about you, both good and bad. The catch was, you had to pass through all the worst things people had said before you could get to the highest compliments at the very bottom. There is no way I would ever make it more than two and a half steps down such a staircase, but I understand its terrible logic: if we want the rewards of being loved we have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known. lovehumanity
Phenomenal: California Light, Space, Surface A Book by Robin Clark www.goodreads.com Phenomenal: An IntroductionPhenomenal: Exhibited WorksStealth Architecture: The Rooms of Light and Space Seeing Is Forgetting the Name of the Thing One SeesRobert Irwin: A Conditional ArtThe Finish Fetish Artists art
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Stealth Architecture: The Rooms of Light and Space An Essay by Michael Auping To absorb it or build your ownA stealth architectThe measuring unit of all spaceThe walls are reserved for the sunA little too something+1 More