Walking around Chelsea

Me: "San Francisco, I'm so over you."

--as a man on the street hands me free Ghirardelli chocolate.

Such irony.

Thanks studio

Bryan: Hey you know what I noticed? You don't look as miserable this semester.

Junkspace

"If space-junk is the human debris that litters the universe, Junk-Space is the residue mankind leaves on the planet...Junkspace is what remains after modernization has run its course, or, more precisely, what coagulates while modernization is in progress, its fallout."

"Junkspace is the sum total of our current put together, but somehow we do not register on the same scales. We do not leave pyramids."

"Because it costs money, is no longer free, [air-]conditioned space inevitably becomes conditional space; sooner or later all conditional space turns into Junkspace...When we think about space, we have only looked at its containers. As if space itself is invisible, all theory for the production of space is based on an obsessive preoccupation with its opposite: substance and objects, i.e., architecture. Architects could never explain space; Junkspace is our punishment for their mystifications."

"Earthlings now live in a kindergarten grotesque...Junkspace thrives on design, but design dies in Junkspace. There is no form, only proliferation..Regurgitation is the new creativity; instead of creation we honor, cherish, and embrace manipulation.."

"The curse of public space: latent fascism safely smothered in signage, stools, sympathy...Junkspace is postexistential; it makes you uncertain where you are, obscures where you go, undoes where you were."

"God is dead, the author is dead, history is dead, only the architect is left standing...an insulting evolutionary joke..."

-Rem Koolhaas, Junkspace (2002)