The luxury of architecture
The luxury of architecture I woke up this morning walking down the backstreets of Granada, searching for my dog amid the soundscape and memory of a colorful world of twirling imagery. I woke up in my bed from a dream of an intensely sensual world into this remarkable world of passion and discovery we like to call architecture. There are many things that come and go in our modern world. Most of the things we encounter or need in our daily lives are products manufactured in the great spirit of the Industrial Revolution. Yet thankfully, architecture remains one of the bulwarks against mass production. In an age when every form of art and craft has been packaged into a plastic container of instant satisfaction and convenience, the hand of the architect still matters. It is why every building in our city is, at one point or another, the labor of love of someone who once dreamt of creating a masterpiece of concrete and steel. Architecture defies being shoehorned into the perfect white box