Sunday 23 November 2008

The glacier as a metaphor for a transforming and moving landscape describing the relationship between external and internal forces.

The Transformtation/allocations of moving land-scapes - creating new

The ground: allowing the masses of ice to form and shape the landscape of the surround

The inner world of the glacier: a space of protection but transformation/archiving and rearranging information

The settlement: The connection to the circels of humans
What are those places are being used for? How is the term glacier reflected on a language level

Thursday 20 November 2008

Scientists discover swamp in rich in remains of extinct birds


http://www.abc.net.au/news/features/stories/s313204.htm

Tuesday 4 November 2008


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FDbWux4UJR0

Lake of Zürich/ River Limmat:
Set of the Book "My perfect friend" by Martin Suter




http://www.sengers.ch/izueri/limmatschwimmen/limmatschwimmen.asp
Memory Landscape Lake Zürich

Sunday 2 November 2008

Medioeval cathedrals were build to work also as memory places.
Strassbourg
My grandfathers house

Sketch by Rodin, Champeaux
„Besides , consciousness is subject to a certain restriction. At any given instant it can only fix on a smaller number of objects simultaneously. Everything else is, at that moment, unconscious, it is only the sequences and successions of these conscious “snapshots” that give us the impression that our conscious world forms a continuum, that we are perceiving and comprehending our world within an overriding context. We can never form a picture of the world in its entirety, our consciousness is too limited for that, we can only see what the spotlight happens to illuminate”. (C.G.Jung, “The Tavistock lectures 1935”).
Unlike space and residence the path is everflowing. Its essence is movement, restlessness, flux. It has a utopian side. ”The path is the mark of infinitive distance. It sets the static landscape in motion towards the horizon” (Linschoten).The flowing character of the path reinforces our sense of the flow of time.” When we stand, we stand in Heraclites River. When we walk, we ourselves become a river, a drop in this river, a piece3 of wood floating upon it. It is probably fear that always starts us moving again, fear of being washed away, of being submerged. Standing, time roils past our bodies like floodwaters around the piers of a bridge. Moving the passage of time becomes endurable”(Rosei).

Path of ritual walking

Path of ritual walking
A walk through the blurred focus of memory

Memscape

Architecural History Avenue