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as if swallowed by a world of brutalist geometry, the man becomes a mere fold in concrete. the architecture speaks louder than the figure—its weight, rhythm and silence shaping the narrative. light has no softness here, only precision.
the sun carves deep shadows into the narrow alley, drawing lines of light and darkness like a silent architect. a man moves through it, his backpack red against the muted walls, his steps precise, measured. but itâs not just himâbeside him, almost merging with the darkness, a dog walks in sync, its shadow stretching long across the cobblestones. unnoticed yet present. a silent companion.
The Evening News (JHWatkins)
Catalytic confrontations
Calculated crawl,
Embryonic isolations,
Future free-for-all.
Energetic exhortation,
Apoplexied brawl,
Catatonic saturation,
Isometric ball.
Egocentric salutation,
Fatalistic fall,
Megalithic mumbo jumbo,
Paganistic pall.
Pugilistic palpitation,
Excavated sprawl,
Perspiration aggravation,
Aspirated wall.
Ammunition malnutrition,
Superstition stall,
California concentrated,
Captivated thrall.
Bound and ground,
Then taken down,
By the very best-
With one more show
Worth watching,
And then we’re headed west.
Recreation generation,
By the book denomination,
Families filled with hesitation,
RVs racked for roaming.
Picking up the pieces,
Layed down on the land,
With wasted wealth and watersheds,
And regions raped by man.
Calibration castigations,
Asymmetric aberrations,
Guided tours with revelations,
Ratted out and ruined.
Catastrophic congregations,
Commutated castings,
Calvinistic computations,
Debonair and prancing.
Altruistic aspirations,
Stoned, bemoaned abbreviations,
Terrified with trepidations,
Gnomes long gone and gassed!
Honed and cloned then overthrown,
Granted one last wish-
Celebrated, then negated-
Dangling near the dish!
Partisan unprinciples,
In petrifying packs-
With news and views
And loop-de-loos,
And stab-‘em-in-the-backs.
Ready for the ruckus,
Sitting at the shrine,
Thought they really
Had the goods,
Now listen to the whine.
Thought they had it marketed,
Cornered and refined,
Around the town
The teaching wound,
Until they lost their mind.
Settling to the bottom,
They slid to lower ground,
Between the lines and valentines,
Some lost their Royal Crowns.
Terroristic tinkering,
Tumbling and tinkling,
Fundamental farkles,
Helpful and home grown.
Patriotic particles,
Hidden in the articles,
Compact and post partial,
Buried to the bone.
Vacuumed packed
And gunny-sacked,
Pre-segmented squalls,
Appalachian apparitions,
Headed to the malls.
Fevered and fantastic men,
Marching to the moon,
With masticating matriarchs,
In subcutaneous swoon.
Breasts blown up beautiful,
Complicated castings,
Fallen faces on the floor,
Mesmerized for masking.
Sacrificial sublimations,
Surrogates sublime,
Tetrahedral, analgesic,
Sentimental crimes.
Pawing, pungent prisoners,
Soothing, sexy swine-
Sows and cows and sinning sons,
Tasting tempting wines.
Navigation nuances,
Nuptials by Nair,
Feudalistic fragrances,
Held up with heavy hair.
Practical imbalances,
Factory unrepairs,
New wave cold and chemical friends,
Facts blown up with air.
Salivating swindlers,
Solo Simon says,
High-falutin prostitution,
Fixed up with the Feds.
Sports and courts and teasing torts,
Women going wild-
Dow Jones Average hemorrhage,
Help the homeless child.
Down deserted highways,
Less than overnight,
Covering ground without a sound,
Filtered by first light.
Lazy lit up lethargy,
Loosed by lying lips,
Bought the farm in triplicate,
Then sailed a sinking ship.
Galvanizing garrisons,
Gathering at the line,
Pushed ahead though nearly dead,
They won it one more time.
Tested in the tumult,
On solid ground they stand,
Groping with the changer,
Positioned close at hand.
Nightly, brightly flickering,
Turn the clicker off-
Before you go,
Don’t miss the show,
An evening totally lost!
James Watkins (03-06)
Christianshavn feels calm and open at this hour — soft light, low clouds, and a steady wind over the canal. People pass by quietly, a few boats drift in the distance. It’s one of those places where the city slows down.
A moment of architectural clarity is captured in this photograph of a stairwell inside The Phillips Collection in Washington, D.C. The composition highlights a modest yet elegant interior space where warm wood tones meet the crisp geometry of a floor-to-ceiling grid window. At once intimate and expansive, the image invites viewers to contemplate the intersection of movement, light, and structure.
Framed from the base of the stairs looking upward, the photo guides the eye naturally toward the landing and the tall window that dominates the background. The vertical rhythm of the grid echoes the strong linearity of the wooden railings, which are capped with warm, reddish-brown handrails. These railings are mirrored on both sides of the stairwell, giving the image a symmetrical balance that feels intentional and meditative.
The light entering through the window softens the entire space, giving it a contemplative aura. While the overcast sky outside creates diffused, neutral lighting, it’s this very subtlety that makes the photo so atmospheric. A few bare trees and rooftops are visible through the window, suggesting the photo was taken in late winter or early spring. Their faint presence behind the glass further emphasizes the architectural quiet within.
The stair treads themselves are beautifully crafted, each plank of wood showing its grain and natural color variation. There’s no clutter—no signage, furniture, or even people—just the space and its materials. This lack of distraction allows the viewer to fully experience the harmony of elements at play: the earthy warmth of the wood, the industrial feel of the steel balustrades, the soft gray wall, and the massive grid window that frames the outside world like a living painting.
On the left wall, a single sconce emits a warm glow, reinforcing the inviting quality of the space. The light it casts plays gently across the smooth surface of the wall, introducing a contrast between natural and artificial light sources.
This photo is not just about stairs—it’s about transition. It captures the philosophical idea of ascent, both physical and symbolic. In a museum, staircases often represent movement between conceptual spaces: from one collection to another, or from a quiet personal moment to a grander, public one. Here, the destination is not quite visible, but the path is beautiful in its own right.
It also showcases The Phillips Collection’s commitment to blending traditional architecture with thoughtful modern interventions. While other parts of the museum are more ornate and historical, this stairwell offers a modern counterpoint—calm, clean-lined, and grounded in craft.
In essence, this image turns an everyday subject into an evocative meditation on design and experience. It’s about the journey as much as the destination, captured in light and line, wood and glass, shadow and glow.
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andersonandersonarchitecture: Oh no--another person who sees animals in our buildings! I'm guessing these are the same people who look up at the clouds and see a zoo...there must be a psychiatric term for this disorder. Or perhaps for those who fail to see that the world is composed entirely of animal forms...in any case, @eli__allen, please point us to a definition for discretized--very intriguing. And we really like your #architectureandlight Instagram photo series!
eli__allen: Thanks for the #architectureandlight love! Credit for that traces back to @kierantimberlake where a bunch of us in the office are talking to each other through a single hash tag at a time. The series before this was #urbaninterventions
eli__allen: As for discretization, take a look here: www.harvarddesignmagazine.org/issues/35/geometry-s-rules-...
elefashionshop: Elephants are the best!