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“…for overstrung was the command to hold fast to each smallest particle of time, to the smallest particle of every circumstance, and to embody all of them in memory as if they could be preserved in memory through all deaths for all times.” 

image:  “Die Tempelruine in Baalbek″ by Gustav Bauernfeind (1882)

quote: “The Death of Virgil” by Hermann Broch

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"The Professor's Dream" C. R. Cockerell (1848, Royal Academy Collection)

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Iran, from the book “La Perse” by Georges Redard. (Photo of the Dome of Soltanieh by Fulvio Roiter, 1966)

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"Lieb House" Robert Venturi (Long Beach Island, 1969)

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“Laboratory in the sky” Hugo Barros (handmade collage, 2013)

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Photo by Sam Abell for the book “Still Waters, White Waters: Exploring America's Rivers and Lakes” (1977) by Ron Fisher

“As morning comes to Wyoming's lofty Teton Range, Craig Lockwood crosses the placid waters of Jackson Lake. An amateur outfitter adept at improvising shelters in the wild, he accompanied Sam and Ron on lakes and rivers of the Rocky Mountain states.”

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"As we move from the rear, we see another aspect of the place that is quite fascinating: the movement of people across it. Choreography is wonderful and choreography really is the right word, the way people move, circle, stop, speed up, the colours they wear. There is a beauty that they must often sense themselves. You see none of this in architectural photographs - they are usually quite empty of people, but visually this movement is the ultimate test of a design. And there’s a lot of skill here. We track people in scores of crossing patterns with a digital timer and never do they collide. A tiny hand signal, a brief retard, a tenth of a second. The timing is absolutely superb.” "The Social Life of Small Urban Spaces”  William H. Whyte ( 1980, 55 minute film)

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“…Moreover, the quantum uncertainty that you experience simply reflects your inability to self-locate in space, i.e., to know which of your infinitely many copies throughout space is the one having your subjective perceptions.” 

photo:  “Roosenberg 1″ from the Enclosure series by Friederike von Rauch (2015, depicting the Roosenberg Abbey in Belgium, project by Dom Hans van der Laan)

quote: Cosmological interpretation of Quantum Mechanics as in “Our Mathematical Universe: My Quest for the Ultimate Nature of Reality” by Max Tegmark

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“House of the artist Xavier Corberó” photography by Salva López

“A Sculptor’s Labyrinth Home, Still a Work in Progress

Looking to build the home of his dreams, Catalan artist Xavier Corberó began acquiring land outside his native Barcelona in 1968. Today, he has a home that is some 48,000 square feet spread over nine interconnected buildings with about a dozen courtyards — all nestled among more than 300 archways. And he is still building.”

Story by Brooke Anderson for The Wall Street Journal

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“Villa Malaparte” François Halard

“No man is an island entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as any manner of thy friends or of thine own were; any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind. And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee."

“MEDITATION XVII - Devotions upon Emergent Occasions” John Donne

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“Christina's World“ Andrew Wyeth (1948) 

“Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky, without having in my thoughts any occurrence of special good fortune, I have enjoyed a perfect exhilaration. I am glad to the brink of fear. In the woods too, a man casts off his years, as the snake his slough, and at what period soever of life, is always a child. In the woods, is perpetual youth. Within these plantations of God, a decorum and sanctity reign, a perennial festival is dressed, and the guest sees not how he should tire of them in a thousand years. In the woods, we return to reason and faith. There I feel that nothing can befall me in life, — no disgrace, no calamity, (leaving me my eyes,) which nature cannot repair. Standing on the bare ground, — my head bathed by the blithe air, and uplifted into infinite space, — all mean egotism vanishes. I become a transparent eye-ball; I am nothing; I see all; the currents of the Universal Being circulate through me; I am part or particle of God.”

“Nature” Ralph Waldo Emerson

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“Untitled” Anish Kapoor (c. 2005)

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“Construction site in Okachimachi” Jan Vranovský (2016, Tokyo)

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"Villa Forni Cerato" Andrea Palladio (16th-century, Vicenza, Italy)

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“Pavimento della Ducal Basilica di San Marco“ Antonio Visentini (c. 1750, Detail)

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“Memory commits you to the nuance; the fog. If you act on memory you commit yourself on the basis of echoes: unpredictable, faint, fading even as they were generated. No basis on which to inch out across your life, and yet all you have.” M. John Harrison

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“Il monumento continuo” Superstudio 1969