Part 2, the 2010 culmination of… A Wintery Trip To Vegas, Where Sensory Concrete Can Be Of Brass, Where Sensory Concrete Can Be Of Glass. Look for more, “Vegas/Brass/Glass… The Final Saga”, maybe, in 2011, if I haven’t been distracted by some other shiny thing (hehe).
Kell’s flight delivered her safely into my hands. Back to Ed and Betty’s place. Time to sleep, and to rest up for mud at 9:00 AM, tomorrow morning. What, no six o’ clock concrete? Now, this is the kind of pour I like!
Part 1 of… A Wintery Trip To Vegas, Where Sensory Concrete Can Be Of Brass, Where Sensory Concrete Can Be Of Glass. Look for Part 2, maybe, around New Year’s Eve.
It’s Christmas Eve morning, as I’m writing this, and, I’ve recently made a couple of trips to Las Vegas. One long ass road-trip, on my own (drinking a lot of coffee to stay awake), and, one via Southwest Air, with Kelley and pretty stewardesses (drinking a screw-driver to wind down). Trips were to coordinate and then place sensory concrete, where the featured components were waves of patinated brass and crushed amber glass.
Mondays with Marley
by Marley Porter, Principal, Living Architecture
And while you're at it, take a look at his site: www.livingarchitecture.com
Of all the blogs I've spent time with, Marley's has consistently been the best time! He's smart, insightful and funny... A lot like Miller's "What's Fresh", only smarter, more insightful and funnier, not to mention more consistent and prolific. I take my hat off to you, Marley!
McGee Church, Mississippi... bags of concrete, some corrugated metal and some pipe... by architect, Samuel "Sambo" Mockbee
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