Carlton Hotel in Cannes. (1958)
When you feel like quitting, think about why you have started.
Remember Him. Remember the day that you asked yourself, “What is my purpose here?” “What will I do with my life?” Remember.
Wherever you are right now, pause. Reflect. Think about what you felt. Think that out of the million reasons that He can give you, quitting will never be one of them. Remember.
You are not born a quitter. You are a fighter. You use your wounds and tears as sword and your scars as fire that will cast out all the negativies that surrounds you. Remember.
Keep the fire burning. Keep wielding the sword. For He rememberers that you are His warrior that will overcome every battle that may stand in your way.
The all-encompassing Egyptian state is architecturally symbolized by huge buildings all across the vastness of Cairo. Many of these date from the earliest years of the post-monarchical, post-colonial Republic—the optimistic era of Gamal Nasser’s socialism, which promised to propel Egypt into the modern era of the mid-20th century, and carry the rest of the Arab world with it.
Here is one of those primary symbols, both of yesterday’s optimism and today’s tyranny: the State Radio and Television Headquarters, built in 1959-60 to the highest standards of international production and broadcasting. Informally known as the Maspero (the name of a nearby street that honored a French archaeologist), it rose as a skyscraping symbol of Arab modernity and unity—Cairo had long been the media, publishing, literary and theatrical capital of the Arab world, and the Maspero, its proud tower’s reflection glistening in the waters of the Nile, promised to refresh this status in a new technological age.
What was decades ago a symbol of the Arab world’s embrace of progress has over time come to embody the intentional abandonment of those hopes. What had momentarily been a socialist pan-Arab miracle is today a shabby and suffocating state bureaucracy, functioning only to disseminate propaganda. In its immense dimensions, especially of its horseshoe-shaped lower portion as much as its encrusted tower block, it physically manifests the bland, decrepit brutality conjured by the term Kafkaesque.
Photos March 2020 Bauzeitgeist.
For those of you who follow me for historical artifacts, peep these house plans from my grandparents’ attic.
By William Poole in “Southern Living”
Pretty nice shopping mall in the late 70s.
Nice historical theater in Dallas.
Tokyo DisneySea || July 22nd, 2018
Conversation pits were once popular, and this one seems to be happy in this glass-walled mid-century modern home. The lavender-amethyst color is rather early-70s, and those vintage pedestal speakers are early-60′s. You’ll note there’s no stairway into the pit, so put your drink down before you tumble in.
Grand Central Terminal", Alfred Stieglitz
Waikiki Trade Center, Honolulu, Oahu. Boone & Associates, architects completed 1980.
Aston Waikiki Beach Tower.
Robert M. Matsuhssita & Associates, architects, 1982-84.
Photo January 2020 Bauzeitgeist.
Original vintage snapshot house exterior.
Small Home Builders’ Year Book, 1938-1939.
Found on google images this while trying to look for inspo to build my house at a roblox game.
I absolutely love it. It’s a suburb home from the 50s.