225_ARCHITECTURAL VICISSITUDE - PRESENTATION 01

today was my first of many presentations which will occur over the next year (225 days). despite the limited amount of work necessary, it was still nerve racking knowing that the information i showed today would effect the work i produce for an entire year. the review when well enough. here are the three slides created for today.

an analysis of contemporary theoretical discourse

an analysis of virtual and geometric architecture and the theoretical readings which promote both

1st proposal of concept, program, and site options

Still Here...

so...i'm still alive, i just don't really give a shit about blogging anymore. to sum up the past three months, i've been: 1)working, 2)partying, 3) traveling...just a little, 4) working some more...which blows by the way, oh and almost forgot, 5) my cuz from ireland is livin with me. here's a picture of us at pyt last weekend.

school starts in just a few weeks and i'll be starting my degree project. i think recording my project will be a good idea. ya...mite have to start that. in the interim, here's a few pages from my new portfolio. its 5"x10" plus an added fold so just imagine it folded in half. it'll make more sense when i'm done. until then...

Yellow...

Only in West Hollywood

uhhh...i think the image speaks for itself. sorry for the crude image but it's the best i could do while driving.

PHOTOgraphy_week13

this photograph was taken over the midwest last week during the storms they were having.

Easily Amused

PHOTOgraphy_week... uhhh

so...i realized today that i was 4 projects behind in photography and chose to use the day to catch up. having said this, i decided, during a conversation with a friend, that i'm really disappointed with the Photo class that i'm taking which explains all the crap i've been posting. i'm looking forward to stop photographing chairs and shadows and getting back to some entertaining subject matter. here's some new crap...

urban landscape

shadow comp 01

shadow comp 02


britney caught off guard

furniture comp 01

furniture comp 02

body abstract...thanks k

WDHC

here's my latest typography project. its a poster for an LAPHIL concert series coming up this year at the Disney concert hall. it's basically a study in the deconstruction of the traditional grid utilizing grid abstraction, hierarchy, and composition to inform both the design and potentially, the viewer.

NAAB

here's a tast of one of the graphics i did for the NAAB (national architecture accreditation board) gallery which ended last week. this map showing all the countries woodbury is affiliated w/ is a 10'x6' vinyl cut graphic. the image doesn't do it justice.

PHOTOgraphy_week 6

believe it or not...this environmental photograph is made from 33 photographs. mad PS skills...

PHOTOgraphy_week 02-4

outdoor portrait

diffused light portrait

artificial light portrait

PHOTOgraphy_week 01

i'm enrolled in a digital photography class this semester which so far seems like it's going to be a lot of fun. first weeks assignment was to photograph anything we want. heres a few of the pics i liked...

the cal trans building...

the disney concert hall...

the trash that bridges the gap between the two.

"My List"

although not a huge fan i feel somewhat inspired by the words of the killers and have deemed this song good background music while writing this post. i guess i should start out by saying...happy new year. after reading a friends blog this evening i realized that it is 8 days into 2008 and i have yet again failed to make any new years resolutions. determined to for once set some good goals and actually abide by them i figure i should write a list (thanx for the idea jfk). here goes...

1. get my m1 license
2. pay off fucn credit card dept
3. throw away credit card
4. buy a motorcycle
5. get an internship with graft
6. don't crash motorcycle
7. get a tattoo with mom
8. find perfect girlfriend
9. learn maya
10. don't fuck up relationship with perfect girlfriend

well...maybe just a few things off the list will suffice. have a good year guys

IDEO’s completion commences my sabbatical from architecture...FINALLY

exterior rendering showing dual program

interior rendering showing entrance to studio spaces

i'm not exactly done with this semester but having completed what seems like the longest most drawn out project of my life, for lack of a better word, is lovely. the above images are a couple of renderings i whipped up a couple nights ago. mad props to logarithmic mental ray.

TAKE NOTE…a single act of stupidity overshadows all previous achievements

keeping with this blogs recent tradition of highlighting my imprudent behavior i would like to tell a story of a young man who missed his boat from ensenada to los angeles (encase anyone was wondering, that idiot was me). having recently watched boondock saints i feel the need to "tarantino this bitch" to properly set the mood. I'M STANDING ON A DOCK IN ENSENADA WATCHING MY CRUSE SHIP SAIL OFF INTO THE SUNSET AND ALL I CAN THINK OF IS MY MOM AND DAD KICKING MY ASS. having said this i suddenly don't feel like elaborating on the events of the previous 5 hours but i will say that yes, i may have had a few to many drinks while exploring the streets of ensenada, but no i wasn't as drunk as what was conveyed to my parents upon their realization that i was not aboard. in all honesty i was under the impression that we had to be back to the ship at 5:00 pm, but i bet thats what every idiot that misses their boat says. i made it back to los angeles thanks to my awesome friends lechera and elefante from tijuana but thats not really the point of this post...

i'de like to take this chance to do what i have always had trouble doing in person. i'd like to apologize to all those who were insulted by my irresponsible and immature actions last weekend. please disregard my recent acts of stupidity as they are a poor reflection of my character. i'm sorry...please don't fire or disown me!

BON VOYAGE…wait that’s my boat!

this is what it looks like to miss your ride back to los angeles. it's almost amusing that my favorite picture from the entire trip was at a time of desperation in which i realized that i was stuck in mexico...almost amusing.

"oh no...she's a rejector"

two stories, one title.
sometimes when guys sing about giving blow jobs while wearing spandex, makeup, fishnet stalkings, and frilly womens boots from the 80's, i think they're gay...sometimes they have a wife, two kids, and are in the best band ever! i love you of montreal!
secondly...sometimes when you feel like you're hitting on conjoined twins you should just quit and move on. no matter how gorgeous one of them is, its just not gunna happen.

breast cancer saved my life...

probably not the most sensitive title i've ever attached to a post but in many ways true...minus the whole cancer thing, and having breasts...whatever. anyway, after a sorority sponsored event on thursday night to raise money for breast cancer i found myself in an unpleasant situation reminiscent of my early days of puberty and the night i met my first girlfriends dad. the difference was, instead of being told to keep my dick in my pants i was being accused of driving drunk and was forced to administer balance tests as if i was trying out for the fucn circus. while these events may seem different, in both i found myself totally embarassed in front of a new girl and fearing for my life...hence the odd comparison. i wont give the blow-by-blow but i will say that while under extreme stress i found myself constantly referring to the breast cancer event i had just attended and my admiration for the Y-Me breast cancer organization...desperate times call for desperate measures. anyway, i'm happy to say that after mastering my balancing act i passed the breathalysers with a 0.07! (legally drunk = 0.08...isn't that some bullshit!). i was so happy i almost shit myself. so...the moral of the story is, when u go to a breast cancer event with a pretty girl (...and friends), 1) keep it to one drink, 2) turn on your fucn headlights when you leave the parking structure, and 3) keep your dick in your pants...metaphorically of course.

B-Riz + Hiz-Air (1) Midgets w/ Attitude (4)

this weekend at my buddy DM's house i was manhandled by midgets with wiimotes during the first annually Wii tennis tournament. laugh all you want but, coming from someone who didn't even know what a Wii was, it was a blast. as you can tell by the tittle of this post my partner Hiz-Air and i were totally crushed by 14 YEAR OLDS. excuse the emphasis but during one of our 4 losses i referred to my opponent as a 12 year old and was abruptly corrected. "I'M 14 ASSHOLE". kids these days have some dirty fucking mouths. good news is, we totally got the prize for best dressed. that makes us the real Wiinners right?

San Francisco...The Transgender Capitol of the World

I went to frisco this past weekend to visit IDEO (the company i am designing an LA office for) and went to the de young museum, the federal building, haight ashbury...blah blah blah. not to say that that stuff wasn't kool but this post isn't about architecture or marijuana, its about transvestites!

so, some friends and i went out to a few bars while we were up north and ended up at a trany bar. my friend of questionable sexuality recommended the place which kinda weirded me out but i figured it would be an interesting learning experience...sometimes stupid ideas sound good when you're drunk. when i walked in i was expecting huge dudes in dresses "birdcage" style but found myself almost disappointed when i saw regular people. I wasn't until the end of the first round that BO pointed out a waitress who...excuse my french...could have had a dick. i totally wasn't' sure until we decided to take pictures with them and she/he/it put its manly hand on my back. i will say, definitely the most convincing trany i've ever been kissed by.




i tried to run but my buddy JL, the one i mentioned earlier, in his drunken stupor tried to come out of the closet by making out with "it". while trying to justify his actions he later asked me if it was gay to make out with a girl that used to have a penis. i'll leave this question for you to ponder. in case you were wondering, i reassuringly told him he was a fag.


in other news...my mom's failed attempts to turn me gay have lead to attempted canine transsexuality. poor max/maxine