Our collective longing for lost technology is getting more and more vocal and heartfelt:
Please Spool to End of Tape Before Playing Other Side, Giles Turnbull at
tmn. 'The
Top 40 show was our source of musical entertainment for the entire week. By taping it, we had a compilation of hits at our fingertips. This was our generation’s iPod, podcast, and torrent all rolled into a two-hour-long musical indulgence.'
More Chaff on '
ffffound and attribution' and the problems therein. A site geared up to visual quotes, a tumble of style over substance, isn't ideal for tracing the route of where an image actually came from (via
haddock). Removed from its context, imagery becomes so self-important that context matters less and less. So when one considers this parade of undeniably interesting
urban ffffinds, pulled from the site, their geographical detachment turns the (mostly) real world into a digital one, a series of spaces without centre or heart.
Ian Martin has defected from
BD to the
Architect's Journal. Happily he's still on about exactly the same kind of things but suffers from the AJ's infuriating habit of
highlighting key words in a sentence. Why does it do this? A piece of satirical writing contains, by its very nature, no key phrases, so the highlights serve only to distract the eye and the mind. And in an effort not to unbalance the feel of the page, the designer has to ensure they're distributed evenly across the three column layout. Confusingly, BD replaces the Martin slot with a
self-conscious parody by Jonathan Glancey.
Zaha's modern ruins, via
Kosmograd / also linked and missed by us earlier,
Daniel Libeskind is the Les Dawson of architecture, a master at 'crashing the high brow into the low brow' and all the entertaining emotional manipulation that ensues / an archive of covers of the
Radio Times /
Vwork has better methods of attribution.
Labels: architecture, ffffound, media
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