Saturday, June 10, 2006

market driven


Davinci Code
Originally uploaded by C.Y..
The decision we made is no different from the way such decisions are made in America or anywhere else. It was based solely on ticket sales and not on any other factor.
Weng Li, spokesman for China Film, commenting on the withdrawal of the DaVinci Code from Chinese Theatres, after what another unauthorized spokesman reported as three weeks of brisk sales in which the film brought in over 100 million yuan (or $13M) and continued to sell more tickets than any other movie.

Reported in this morning's New York Times


[Photo credit: C.Y.]

Friday, June 09, 2006

TD4.3


passing rose, detail
Originally uploaded by suttonhoo.
wonders behind us
like desert flowers revived
notes rise from the flames


My buddy Tom died on New Year's Eve. Memories of him still visit me daily. I decided to do something about the those visits and turn them from painful events into small offerings for my dear friend's ghost. So when you see a scrap or piece labeled "TD4" here at detritus, it's for Tom.

more mies


Farnsworth House Front
Originally uploaded by fueledbycoffee.
So much for slacking off this weekend -- just heard from my favorite CAF docent -- he's taking a group down to Farnsworth this Sunday. Box lunch included.

I'm so there.

(I'm a sucker for a box lunch.)


[Photo credit: fueledbycoffee]

my country 'tis a beautiful backdrop (permit, please)


Originally uploaded by suttonhoo.
Wedding parties and other groups hoping to commemorate their special event with a photograph at the Lincoln Memorial, Washington Monument or other popular landmarks on National Park Service land now have to pay for a permit.

Under a policy that began May 15, the Park Service is requiring a payment of $50 to $250 from groups that hire commercial photographers to snap pictures at some of the 390 monuments, parks and historic sites it oversees.

The cost depends on the size of the group. The fees are being charged at some of the busiest Park Service sites, including the Grand Canyon and the Statue of Liberty.
From this morning’s New York Times

dirigible docking station


hotel intercontinental
Originally uploaded by suttonhoo.
Had the rare opportunity to see the Hotel Intercontinental from the Chicago Tribune Tower observation deck a few weeks back.

One of the coolest discoveries: The top of the onion dome was designed to be a docking station for dirigibles (before they fell out of fashion after that little incident with the Hindenburg).

DSC_0229_dockingStation.jpg

Thursday, June 08, 2006

bummer of a birthday

Niles: It's All HereToday the Mayor of Niles, IL (a suburb just north of Chicago that I used to commute to every day -- but now I don't) turned 78. To commemorate the event he was arrested on charges that he’s been abusing his power since 1989 – by steering insurance contracts to a buddy’s business in exchange for kickbacks.

The news is reporting that the good folks of Niles are shocked and dismayed that their mayor could be charged with such a thing.

Okay, guys: What part of Chicago don't you understand?

Reminds me of when Governor Ryan was convicted and the folks around here were shrugging their shoulders saying: "Yeah, sure: we all knew he was guilty. But I'm really surprised he was convicted."

Mayor Blase was first elected to the office in 1961.

The Southern Illinois has the best headline »

class war in a coffee cup


Buzzed Fly
Originally uploaded by jessiqua.
A Burger King ad depicts a construction worker, clad in work boots and helmet, chugging the recently introduced BK Joe. Even the in-store promotions at Burger King are defiantly anti-Starbucks: one display in Burger King reads, “Comes in three easy-to-say sizes” (Large, medium and small).
. . .

Mr. Gilbert [VP of Marketing for Dunkin’ Donuts] acknowledged the superior look of the Starbucks stores, many complete with plush couches, blond-wood café tables and soothing jazz piped through the speakers. But that is not what the “hard-working” Dunkin’ customer wants, he said: “Our customers have stuff they got to do, and most of what they want to do is not taking place in our stores.”
From This Joe’s For You in this morning’s New York Times.

The commodity that is coffee astonishes me. A few years back I did a project for the Seattle Coffee Company (before they were acquired by Starbuck's) and encountered the statistic that coffee is the second largest commodity in the world after oil. (Hope I'm remembering that right.) According to today's piece in the NYT, revenue associated with the coffee trade was up 16% in 2005 over 2004.

[photo credit: jessiqua]

chicago bonsai

chicagoBonsai.jpg
For the World's Best Mechanical Engineer. (Here's how we do bonsai in the big city.)

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

everybody hurts (sometimes)


everybody hurts (sometimes)
Originally uploaded by suttonhoo.
Cool -- another appearance in Gaper's Block: 5 June 2006 archive »

bigger, longer & uncut

Henry Miller chapbookScored a second run Henry Miller chapbook at the Printers Row Book Fair over the weekend.

The description maps pretty closely to one that I tracked down on AbeBooks -- the good news is I paid considerably less:
Money And How It Gets That Way.
Miller, Henry.

Description: Second Edition, 1946. Black and white illustrated wrappers, as issued. Fine copy with a touch of darkening and ruffling to top edge, and pages are uncut. Shifreen & Jackson A18c. 1/1500cc. With ingenious illustrations by Jack Wright in text (and cover). 47pp. Dedicated appropriately enough to Ezra Pound. A partly tongue-in-cheek exposition of the concept of currency.

Book Price: $200
The pages of mine are also uncut, and there's the rub: If I slice the pages, I expect I'll shave down the value of the book. But if I don't slice 'em, I can't read the book.

Crap.

TD4.2

I had no business reading your mail

you spoke little of her
and I pried less

but when you left the postcard
with its pleasantries
face up beside the guest towels
that you rolled with your
brilliant, brutal hands

I didn't look away

IWALY she signed her name
I will always love you

you are ashes now, friend
but she speaks, too, for me
as I roll this towel
and tuck it carefully aside

WTF? »

chicken and egg


miesian time
Originally uploaded by suttonhoo.
Do times make the people, or do people make the times?

Just wondering.

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

gentle on my mind


cowboys, cowboys, COWBOYS!
Originally uploaded by suttonhoo.
A few years back I was hanging out in a karaoke bar in Seattle (I suspect I've already told you too much) when a guy stepped to the mic and sang "Gentle on My Mind" -- dedicating it to a leggy brunette in the crowd.

It was the first time I'd heard the song. Glenn Campbell covered in the '70s, but because I made it a point to avoid Campbell I, well, had never heard it.

That night it was absolutely perfect.

The lyrics, you'll know if you're familiar with them, would be caddish if they weren't so honest; the tune is straightforward -- not at all complicated -- but the way this cowboy sang it to his girl friend (it was clear from the way the song unfolded that there was no compound word in this relationship) it was a single perfect piece of sweetness, a perfect moment in time.

Glen does a good job with it, but it’s not quite up to par with my cowboy at the karaoke bar, who disappeared to his back table after he put the number to bed.

I never heard from him again, so since then I've had to settle for Glen »

TD4.1

local honey

oats: raw. wounds: honey.
like two crones at a cauldron
we swap recipes

The TD4 project is all about serving up offerings for a dear ghost in my life. I can promise you that they aren't going to make a whole lot of sense, but as long as he isn't cutting his hair we should be all right.

googlism

Wanna know what Google thinks?

From Googlism: Googlism.com will find out what Google.com thinks of you, your friends or anything!

Plug a name into Googlism and it returns simple declarative statements that tell you what (Google thinks) a thing is.

To continue a running theme, here’s what Google thinks of Mies »

(Be forewarned: Googlism isn’t about precision. Googlism is about opinion.)

mies, mies baby

messin' around with mies #1
Originally uploaded by suttonhoo.
Not too many years back (just under one, to be exact) I was firmly convinced that I wasn’t into Mies and the kind of Modernism that he served up. Of course, I arrived at this conclusion without the advantage of having visited a Mies building, but all the same: it was a conviction. (His chairs were kind of nice, but DWR was where I drew the line.)

And then, last September, I went ahead and visited a Mies. The Chicago Architecture Foundation runs a periodic Mies and Modernism tour on the IIT campus – my sweetie and I signed up for one Saturday last September.

I’ll spare you the details of wandering through Rem and Jahn’s structures (I would rhapsodize and you might yawn), and the slow meander through Mies’ God Box and the Admissions building. Let’s just say I was slowly warming to the man, to his long lines and suspended steel girders, and I didn’t entirely know why.

crown hallBut it wasn’t until we hit Crown Hall that I crossed over.

It was the middle of the afternoon, and the day was overcast – an innocent enough moment to encounter the structure that’s better known for a being a beautiful box of light that beams across the campus at night. The hall was packed with first year architecture students assembled around drafting tables and chalk boards, buzzing with new beginnings.

I don’t understand what happened next, but all I know was: I got giddy.

Something about that building made me high.

The only experience that comes close to what I felt that first time in Mies’ Crown Hall takes a minute to explain: I was 12 and visiting friends; he was 16 and a cousin of theirs.

We were all horsing around in the swimming pool and he picked me up and hurled me across the water – but before he tossed me, he held me just long enough to make me wish he would hold me some more.

That’s all there was too it – a brief, bare moment of experience – I was too young to understand where it could lead, or how messy that would all get – I just wanted that feeling of being held against his chest to last forever. It was pure intoxication without the complications of consummation. Nothing hidden. Every ounce of desire was in plain sight.

crown hallThat’s Crown Hall.

Suspended from the girders that support the building, it’s largely one big room, divided gratuitously by human-sized partitions. The walls are all windows, of course; the base panels are scrim-like; the top panels are pellucid and transparent. A largely iron-free glass makes these panes extraordinarily clear.

I returned to Crown Hall over the weekend as part of an architecture class with Blair Kamin, the architecture critic for the Chicago Tribune. It was the first time I had been back since September, and I suspected that I would be a little more restrained this time.

But I was wrong. The students were gone and the sun was out and the vastness of the hall was even more pronounced.

crown hallNo cold old man of Modernism here. Mies is shockingly transparent in his intentions.

Hold me, Mies. Hold me.


See more shots of Mies »

Monday, June 05, 2006

whole lot of pilgrims

“That’s a whole lot of pilgrims.”

Thomas A. Heinz AIA speaking at the Printers Row Book Fair about the fact that 3 Million people visit Frank Lloyd Wright structures every year.

One of the best parts about hearing Thomas Heinz speak about his new book, the Frank Lloyd Wright Field Guide, at the book fair over the weekend was the way he shared his research notes about the people who lived in these houses.

The field guide is notable because it organizes all of the existing domestic and international FLW structures geographically, and with GPS codes (along with street addresses) so that they’re easy to find. He also annotates them with relevant notes so you can decide whether you want to bother finding them.

Each house is named after its original owner, of course, and includes notes about the history of its commission and, where relevant, its evolution. Here’s an example from the Roland Reisley House in Pleasantville, NY (GPS N 41 07.418 // W 73 44.695, if you’re wondering):
The clients were a physicist who married a psychologist in 1950, both only children. When they were looking for a place to start a family, they took a look at this cooperative and liked it.

On 26 October 1950 they sent a five-page letter to Mr. Wright outlining their needs and the $20,000 budget. Wright suggested a meeting, and the Reisleys drove to Taliesin. They got the preliminary drawings in February 1951 but Wright noted the budget now at $30,000, to their surprise.

Wright, then 84, visited Usonia and spent time with them on their site. Excavation began on September 1951, and they moved in in June 1952 although it was a bit unfinished. In the mid-1950s an addition was planned and occupied by early 1957, in time for the birth of the Reisleys’ third child.
The fact that Heinz manages to maintain this kind of historical annotation for what appears to approach over 500 listings is a pretty impressive accomplishment in itself.

The story that he told that stuck with me had to do with the Cheneys, the couple who FLW built a house for in Oak Park, IL during the early part of the 20th Century -- before he ran off with Mrs. Cheney in 1909.

The entry in the field guide is fairly dispassionate, simply noting that the house was built, that Mamah Cheney left with Wright for Europe in 1909, and that Mr. Cheney remarried and continued to live in the house until 1926 when he relocated to St. Louis for business.

Thomas Heinz: FLW Field Guide

But Heinz spent some time noodling at these events during the interview on Sunday, wondering: how could Cheney bear to live in that house – its every detail built and designed by Wright -- after his wife left him for the man? And to continue to live there after horror was added to heartbreak when Cheney’s children were murdered, along with his ex-wife, when a domestic servant went postal at Taliesin in 1914?

Heinz had several theories about what might have made it bearable for Cheney, all of them keying into the children who were born or adopted into that house, and the presence of Mamah’s sister Lizzie, who came to stay with them as a Nanny -- and may well have had a child while she was there. (I’ll let you put the pieces together.)

But the anecdote that stopped me in my tracks was learning how in 1914, when Wright received news of Mamah’s death while he was working on a project in Chicago, he got on the first train back to Taliesin -- with Mr. Cheney. Cheney's children had been killed, after all, and he had boarded the same train on his way to collect their remains.

The two men, the story goes, shared a quiet, civil conversation. What they might have said to each other, on a day when the bottom had fallen out of their worlds -- how the two adversaries would have shared, or simply remarked upon their grief, on that slow ride to Wisconsin -- really has me wondering.


p.s. Watch for Heinz on PBS in the coming months – he’s just wrapping up the posthumous construction of a FLW house on Lake Mahopac north of NYC, and PBS showed up with a film crew to capture some of the fun.

hold tight


ginko
Originally uploaded by suttonhoo.
Hold tight to your despair and make it sing for us.

— Samuel Beckett

the secret at shadow ranch


mystery ranch
Originally uploaded by suttonhoo.
You read it. You know you did, you Nancy Drew Mystery girl. (Remember the scene with the buffalo tongues? I thought so.)

Printers Row Book Fair
Chicago, IL

Sunday, June 04, 2006

rem’s wall


rem's wall
Originally uploaded by suttonhoo.
Remember those funky plastic crackerjack toys that changed when you tipped them -- their eyes blinking open and shut? This wall is made of that stuff.

The Campus Center by Rem Koolhaas at IIT
Chicago, IL

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