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Check this one out. Time lapse of the evening led light concert of the Rectangular Square Stadium at AAMI Park in Melbourne, Australia. Lighting design by Artists Alexander Knox and Bruce Ramus. Building design and construction by Cox Architects. Stills of the Rectangular Square Stadium on my website.
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baunetz.deMukesh Ambani, 4th richest man in India according to Forbes list, built this humble new home for his family. His wife and 3 kids can now play hide and seek in this 27 storey tower. Whilst they have to be careful not to stumble upon some of the 600 servants that roam the 37.000 square meters of the family home. Chicago based architecture firm Perkins and Will included some 3 heli pads, a swimming pool, spa, dance and fitness areas alongside a cinema and just about enough space to park your 160 cars. Rediculous example of too much money, possibly quite a small figure and a large ego. Yuk.
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Concerning the architecture, that is to say, the visual appearance, its like “I dont care”. I’ve seen much worse, but its not great either. What a waste of material and a total failure of spatial integration.
Moving into a new house recently challenged me with the task of creating furniture for myself.
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I purchased a 100% recycled queen size mattress from a nearby Brotherhood of Lawrence store. So now I needed a base to stay away from the cold floor on chilly Melbourne nights. Trying to use materials that are waste products or in any other way free, light and reusable, two things came to mind. First, the milk crate. A very common and frequently used product of the Australian dairy industry. It is made from plastic, is very light and stackable, comes in a range of nice and bright colours and supposedly has high fines on it if you get caught finding one on the side of the road. So beware and only take donations!
My second thought was to use cardboard. Its free, extremely light and quite durable depending on how its used. After a series of testing I decided to use both, milk crates and cardboard boxes for two reasons: keeping the waste of material down to a minimum while also taking advantage of the structural strength and minimising the weight.
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Once all boxes had been assembled, all I needed was a few hours of work these tools.
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Now I could start looking for a suitable shape!
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When I had found the shape I liked, while maximising the structural integrity, I was confronted with a small problem. The surface was very uneven. Nevertheless, I decided to execute my build and flatten out the surface with loose sheets of cardboard later.
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So I strapped three major parts together, which in the end where assembled to one solid piece of cardboard-plastic dream-time goodness.
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The result is light, comfortable and costs exactly 8$ AUS (without the mattress I’m afraid).
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Imagine the face of the girl working at magnation when I purchased two copies of the current Landscape Architecture Australia magazine, featuring me on the cover while accidentally wearing the same pants and shirt as on the shot by Peter Bennetts. She seemed slightly puzzled, and just for the fragment of a second, blinked and shook off the weired feeling that something in this 15 second encounter had been very strange indeed.
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Peter BennettsI normally like cats. I really do. I grew up with the little bastards. But these two made it really difficult for me.
Lets call them Fin and Flo. They are brothers, but as alike as water and rock. Fin would be the rock. No need to caress him. He will drop by and cuddle himself with you whenever he feels like it. Boundaries are non-existent. The world’s his bloody oyster. Meow
Flo is just the opposite. Like water – quiet and shy, always looking for the easiest way to get where he wants to be. He will only make himself heard if he has no other choice. But if it is about the food it’s all his, a “Do not touch” sign glowing bright above his head.
75 days of residence in my home country – many interesting encounters. Day 25 – first pee attack. What’s that big black thing doing on MY floor? Dunno, but peeing on it seems a good way of showing I don’t like it. – Thankfully, the big black thing is made out of rubber, protecting itself and its contents from the nasty stench. Anyway, I got the hint and moved the big black thing onto higher grounds, out of reach of Fin and Flo.
Day 57. Accident. Fin is badly injured. Eye and head got hit by something big and possibly, black. Poor fellow has to stay inside for days. He doesn’t care. Painkillers clouding instincts. A few days later though, poo turns up. Miraculously on a small fabric carpet, right next to their loo. Maybe someone cant quite see what he’s doing? Duh! More days, lots of washing and more poo turning up miraculously out of nowhere, always on the mat. Clap clap.
Day 65. Second pee attack. Same place, same time. A quiet, covered, over-night ops. Intruding item: small black thing on the floor. Well, its MY floor after all right? And I still don’t like intruders. Sadly this time, the small black thing was made from genuine calfskin and ends up in the trash. Mission accomplished.
Day 66 and counting. Daytime is for losers right? Who ever needs light if he can roam the night. Much more interesting. So what do you do if you’re sleeping all day and the bloody door is locked when you want to use it? – Well, how about MEOW until you get attention. 3 am? No problem, that’s my time and I can carry on all night.
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