Architecture students are up night and day preparing for final reviews. In the midst of the terror of unfinished models, unliked projects, and inadequate concepts, the snow distracts the students from their woes as all attention turns to the world outside, but just for a moment. Then it’s back rendering and model-making.
So this is the Ocean.
NEW SCHOOL
Why the heck did I do that?
Love.
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To the man on the street
Most people never ask how everything came to be.
Most people wordlessly accept the Big Bang, simply because someone says so.
Yale pub course winding down