Celebration week

Torej... na faxu imamo Celebration week, ki je hkrati dan odprtih vrat in hkrati korekture od gostujocih modrecev (in modric).. Poleg nekih drugih funkcij sem tudi imel za pripraviti nekaj poljubnega na temo studijskega programa do sedaj.
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I would like to share with you an epiphany that I’ve experienced during the course. Unlike the one Homer Simpson experienced, it doesn’t involve saving a town from some evil force. It can, however, be illustrated by quote of Fernand Braudel:”All history must be mobilized if one would understand the present.”

Today we live in a fairly complex world of meanings and designations; incorporeal ideas that dictate what we do and where we go. An email reminded us all of this event, a simplified tube map guided our way here and now we are communicating through a designated set of sounds and gestures.

In that we have become detached from a great deal of the actual world that we live in. We tend to ignore the age of the rock that makes up the concrete holding the room up and the fact that a wooden table did indeed first have to grow up in a forest somewhere. And that it was an acorn before that. And that it most likely formed some part or another of some dinosaur at some point in time. And yet it is all here.

In a similar way ideas and motifs have been handed down through time. Along the way they were undoubtedly enriched (and occasionally adjusted), but made it to our hands all the same. Their development can be tracked through the gentle traces they have left along their way. If explored closely enough they can be picked out and contrasted with their predecessors and successors. Together they eventually formed layers upon layers of fragments, and hardly in any place more so than London.

While exploring them through the course, I have started seeing these reference points as lighthouses and began sailing gently amongst them. Each expedition proved more fruitful than the last, uncovering numerous curiosities and hidden gems.

And yet it was not the individual adventures that took my breath away, exciting as they were. Instead, I was overwhelmed when I suddenly realised I had circumnavigated the ocean and that all the wonders I had encountered along the way are inherently of the same, all-encompassing and un-escapable. That it was, indeed, one single interconnected and continuous story from Neolithic caves to Parametric design.

What I had comprehended is that there is no such thing as history, or future for that matter. Because, if I borrow another quote, “History is like Janus; it has two faces. Whether it looks at the past, or at the future, it sees the same things.” We are all, for better or worse, a part of the present. And that present has been going on for quite some time now.