Equivocality

“The flowers withered, Their color faded away, While meaninglessly I spent my days in the world And the long rains were falling.”

Ono no Komachi (Translated by Donald Keene)

The very lack of beauty once decay begins that we so resist

In not only ourselves but Architecture -

I call for a celebration of the loss of beauty In age and decay.

The cacophony of such Enchantment in the dialectic of beauty and decay

Entrenches my heart -

Intangible.

Until formalized. Until now.

All matter as unstable, May it begin ordered or not

Will succumb to disorder. Will decay.


So why The stubbornness of purity?

The illusion of the sense of strength?


Architecture Like nature. Like matter, does not have utility.

Even it ages and decays.

Instead of fighting nature for its beauty.

Let it. Let us Design it and embrace transiency, uselessness and their allure.

Year:

2020

Status:

Personal | Short Film

Merit Graduate Thesis Award at SCI-Arc

​​​​​​Adviser:

Florencia Pita

Music:

Neil Cross

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