The story of the casualty, the story of no story

I was walking under the rain, he was a few steps ahead from me, i knew he would do anything for me, but in my head keeps the pain of your memories, the story of the casualty of the night.... Caracas.... I hate you.

Caracas 31/07/2012

More pics with an iPhone4S

About Naivety

About Emotions

Bored Girl

For a lack for a better name

My mind is my own cage

Storm clouds washing my pain

The world's narrowest house

Architect Jakub Szczęsny has laid out design concepts to fill in a small crack between an old tenement building and tower building in Warsaw, Poland with plans to erect the world’s narrowest house, which will be 60 inches in width.

Talented Israeli writer Etgar Keret is a symbolic patron of the project and he will be given “the main pair of keys” to the house. After the house officially opens on Feb 4, 2012, Keret will spend the first month there and later on will share it as a studio for a select few creative and intellectual individuals from around the world. At the center of what Szczesny considers an art installation that he has aptly entitled, “Ermitage” or hermitage in English, is the residency program that will house these individuals and hopefully, foster a worldwide creative and intellectual exchange.

The architect has shared with Home-Designing some exclusive pictures of this project.

The house has one bedroom, bathroom, lounge, kitchen all on two floors, yet little room for one’s personal possessions and furniture. A ladder will also need to be used in order to move through the two floors. Its interior will come to 52 inches (133 centimeters) at its widest spot. “I saw the gap and just thought it needed filling. It will be used by artists.” Says Szczesny of the inspiration for his designs.

In the early phases of design an alternate concept was also proposed which was nearly 40 feet deep, and actually had stairs instead of a ladder.

The Ermitage, upon completion, will be the world’s narrowest house, taking the title from the world’s current narrowest house, “The Wedge” in Great Cumbrae.

What is love?

What is love?

Is it the motor of our society? Is it the blood that runs through our veins? Is it a least real?

For decades humans had this need of shearing their life with one person, THE ONE, for decades we opened our hearts to someone just as unperfected as ourselves, some of us finds THE ONE, others just crash trying. Is it worth the try?

This is a story of boy meets girl. The boy, Tom Hansen of Margate, New Jersey, grew up believing that he'd never truly be happy until the day he met the one. This belief stemmed from early exposure to sad British pop music and a total mis-reading of the movie 'The Graduate'. The girl, Summer Finn of Shinnecock, Michigan, did not share this belief. Since the disintegration of her parent's marriage she'd only love two things. The first was her long dark hair. The second was how easily she could cut it off and not feel a thing. Tom meets Summer on January 8th. He knows almost immediately she is who he has been searching for. This is a story of boy meets girl, but you should know upfront, this is not a love story.

 Most days of the year are unremarkable. They begin, and they end, with no lasting memories made in between. Most days have no impact on the course of a life… February 16^th was a Thursday, I had an accident, I lost my car, I had to travel that day to another city for school stuff, it sounds impossible doesn’t it? After many tries I got there, that night I went to a party, he was there. One week back he was in another country, but that night he was there. What if I never traveled there? What if I was going to another place? What if he didn’t come to this country?

After days and days I looked at the stars, he was there, right by my side… I wished with all my soul to be alone, in that moment I knew how small we are, how stupid this is, how great can get, how big I am but in that moment,  If i had learned anything... it was that you can't ascribe great cosmic significance to a simple earthly event. Coincidence, that's all anything ever is, nothing more than coincidence... i had finally learned, there are no miracles. There's no such thing as fate, nothing is meant to be. i knew, i was sure of it now. I walked intoxicated by the promise of the evening. i believed that this time my expectations would align with reality... 

It is hard for some people to show their feelings; they are close to their own opportunities. Year by year it gets harder to humans to speak, to say what they feel, to be true. Think about it. Why do people buy cards? It's not because they want to say how they feel. People buy cards because they can't say they feel or are afraid to. You know what? I say to hell with it, at least let them speak for themselves. Right?

A day in the jungle

So today i went to a park that simulates a jungle... its an amazing place full of flowers and trees, if you want to know more just visit this site http://www.venezuelatuya.com/occidente/exoticafloraeng.htm

Blossom

Chain

Influencia de emociones y humores

Neuroticismo

What is a hug?

Where's my pirate?

Portraits with an iPhone

Some of the pics taken by my iPhone 4S... Enjoy and share

David B&W

I Just Pee

Thirstiness

Green is not Infinite

Parasitizing

Reflections

Spikes Angle

Spikes

Accessories for Love

Architecture: Separation Creek House

Architects: Jackson Clements Burrows Pty Ltd Architects
Location: Separation Creek, Victoria, Australia
Project Team: Graham Burrows, Tim Jackson, Jon Clements, Anthony Chan, Chris Price, Huan Trinh, Joachim Holland, Anna Guelzo, Kim Stapleton
Design duration: 24 months
Construction duration: 12 months
Landscape: Ocean Road Landscaping
Rock Anchoring: Wessell Drilling
Contractor: Spence Building and Joinery
Constructed Area: 220 sqm

 

The treehouse is sited in the bush fringe of Separation Creek, perched on a steep forested hillside above the Great Ocean Road and Bass Strait. It is a site that enjoys a unique combination of bush environment with intimate views of Separation Creek, the beach and the Wye River Peninsula to beyond.

The steepness of the site, landscape controls and landslip potential resulted in a limited building envelope to work within. These constraints (or opportunities) led us to explore a sensitive yet sculptural response that minimised it footprint by echoing in form a tree with branches, with rooms branching and cantilevering in all directions of a central trunk to take advantage of views, access and aspect.

A modest brief called for a three bedroom residence with associated living spaces.

Upper level projections include an entry branch with study, a sunroom to the west, and a living area and deck cantilevering some 6m meters from the core overlooking the ocean and beach below. At a half level lower, the master bedroom wing springs from the stair landing into the bush to the east.

A dining room and kitchen make up the upper level core of the building, whilst two further bedrooms, bathroom and laundry complete the lower level accommodation.

In its applied materiality, the treehouse draws on the modest local vernacular of 1950′s painted fibro shacks with cement sheet lining and expressed battens over joints. The cement sheet panels used on the treehouse are painted in 2 tones of green that help merge with building with the vegetation on the hillside in which it sits and reinforce its relationship with the landscape. The vertical timber battens on the building are a naturally stained timber, which will silver over time like the branches and trunks of trees within the bush.

The sculptural form and associated colour scheme allow the built form to both connect with the landscape and to dissolve it within it. The two tones of green pick up on colour variations and light and shade within the bush, and effectively reduce the mass of the object within the landscape. Varying light intensities across the course of the day further affects the colours and consequently the buildings relationship with its context in an engaging and dynamic way.