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keepingitneutral · 1 year
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“Chuzhi” (Whirlpool), Shoolagiri, Tamil Nadu, India,
Wallmakers
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jasonguilbeau · 1 year
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Bunker - Uri - Schweiz
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nelc · 1 year
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. . . . . . . . . . #art #architecture #science #literature #life #gillesdeleuze #architect #architecturedesign #architecturemodel #criticism #essay #camouflage #neilleach #writings #creation #becoming #studio #modelmaking #experience https://www.instagram.com/p/CeIzzO_LDgE/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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2t2r · 9 years
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Un rocher chalet dans les alpes suisses
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Un rocher chalet dans les alpes suisses
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mondaydeadlines · 2 years
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Mind the gap
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This building looks like an historic villa, but it was actually built in 2000 in Ketchum, Idaho. On the ground floor is a wonderful store and the residence above is a 3bd, 3ba penthouse. There's also a 1bd, 1ba apt. $9.995M.
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The store is a lovely high end furnishings store.
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The retail space takes up 2 floors and it looks like they specialize in area rugs.
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In the residence there's a cozy living room with a raised rustic stone fireplace.
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Not sure if they own the store or just shop there, but the style is the same. The dining room is spacious and has doors to the terrace.
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I'm amazed at how they designed the kitchen to basically camouflage the fact that it's a kitchen. There's even a loveseat beside the island.
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The primary bedroom has a lovely faux finish on the walls.
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The en-suite bath is large and has a nice reproduction vintage tub.
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Roomy family room doubles as a guest room.
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They're showing this small kitchen, so I'm not sure if it's the apt. kitchen or a kitchenette in the main residence.
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From the terrace there's a beautiful view of the mountains.
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This is nice- an outdoor kitchen and built-in stone table.
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There's also a large fountain.
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Closeup of the building's architectural detail.
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From this photo, it looks like the building is attached to another store, like a mini mall.
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The arrow is pointing to a courtyard in the middle of the residence.
https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/131-1st-Ave-N-Ketchum-ID-83340/112909423_zpid/
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familyabolisher · 11 months
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In 1937, urban planners debated turning Tel Aviv into a ‘Riviera city’ in a proposal called the Grunblatt scheme, which is reminiscent of Le Corbusier’s unrealised 1933 Plan Obus to demolish the Cape of Algiers and construct an elevated highway along its coastline. Today, many of the Palestinian beaches belong to private developers and hotels. This is part of a longstanding policy of effacement, whereby Palestinian scenes of dispossession become sites of Zionist leisure. After the massacre of residents in al-Tantura (occupied May 22–23, 1948; population of 1,500) in 1948, the Palestinian population was driven out. A mass grave of several dozen bodies remains, and today it lies under the parking lot of Dor beach, near Haifa. These processes are not unique to Palestine, architecture and redevelopment play essential roles in the construction of a revisionist urban coloniality. Both Tel Aviv and Algiers were given the moniker ‘White City’.
But Tel Aviv is not particularly white. Off-white maybe, mostly grey. Sharon Rotbard’s WHITE CITY, BLACK CITY (2015) examines the Bauhaus style that is the city’s pride. The Ashkenazi elite of Tel Aviv sought refuge in the ‘values of order and rationality’, she explains, against ‘the amorphous black chaos’ of the present. ‘It enabled many Tel Avivians to conduct wealthy bourgeois lifestyles, and at the same time to expose a socialist and progressive façade, to take solace in the assurance that while their city was clearly grey and faded, it was actually white and clean; that although it was no more than a provincial Western outpost, it was as international as the International Style; and that although it was modern, it was historic.’
The early essays about the local International Style in HA’IR and HA’ARETZ newspapers praised it as neither historic nor revolutionary, but as a sensible innovation, emphasising ‘usability, economy, modesty, cleanliness’. Tel Aviv’s Bauhaus represents the aestheticisation of sterility, which was the style’s original function, in a clear through line from the sanatorium that helped to popularise it. The export of this architecture to the colonies held the promise of ridding the cities of their distinct character, of curing the tropics of their diseases.
These architectures, then, reinforce a psychogeography of ‘cleanliness’. In light of the increasing visibility and political power of the messianic-Zionist bloc in the Israeli governing coalition (Benjamin Netanyahu’s Likud alongside the Hasidic political parties United Torah Judaism and Shas), the re-emphasis of Tel Aviv’s White City’s heritage serves as a coping strategy of sorts for Tel Aviv’s settlers in particular. It allows them to self-narrate as ‘liberal’ and to separate themselves from an unwashed ‘Other Israel’, supporting the story that Tel Aviv’s relationship to the rest of the state is of a cosmopolitan vestigial organ. This is romantic, but untrue. While the fanatical settler foot soldiers that roam the frontier are perhaps the most visible parts of the Israeli project, a quieter enemy remains at work – the state’s bureaucratic violences, dressed as system planners and administrators. Tel Aviv’s ghouls in their windowless offices stare at population registries of Palestinians, a blinking red button in front of them, adding to their press releases a Biblical or archaeological citation to camouflage the ethnic cleansing.
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I filled another sketchbook page yesterday, so here's weird Phyrexians 8-13!
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8: Sometimes, clever mites use discarded bits from other Phyrexians as protection and camouflage. They use one set of legs to hold up the disguise.
9: This highly flexible, mobile Progress Engine octopus is a surveillance device with both eyestalks for visual input and antennae for picking up psionic signals. They will often cling to and hang from the spheres that form a major part of Progress Engine architecture, surveilling people who pass below.
10: Plants that grow wild in the Hunter's Maze, with bulbous glowing heads and trailing filigree veils like those of certain fungi. The patinated coppery stalks that twine up to support the heavy heads take the shapes of humanoid hands, and as a result can be a good quick place to harvest replacement parts if you don't insist on getting them custom.
11: Wearable secret familiar, popular among cenobites who want a little extra assistance. Its tail is longer than the pendant would suggest, as it telescopes out with stretchy red sinew in between the porcelain plates. In addition to attacking or spraying oil at foes with its hidden stinger, the familiar can be surprisingly effective at simple fetch tasks thanks to its prehensile tail.
12: This... monstrosity was originally designed to be a safer version of a viron, a massive Furnace beast that forms manastorms at its upper half and conducts electricity down its legs into the ground. Supervisors were disappointed, and goblins were thrilled, to learn that it was not in fact safer. The jubilant goblins then threw themselves fully into making it as unsafe as possible (its official purpose is now "intruder deterrent"). Problem is, it has been slowly breaking down as it wanders because no one wants to go close enough to maintain it. Great against Orthodoxy angels, though!
13: A Gitaxian automated scroll/reading wheel. It has spinners on each of its vertices, on top of which parchment is mounted, and this allows it to scroll as it or a user reads and writes. I had extensive conversations with friends about the potential silliness of this one, due to its bulk and tiny, spindly legs. Sometimes, when it tries to stop, it just keeps rolling. The Gitaxians keep it around anyway.
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izanazqueen · 9 months
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The end of August. ~
izana kurokawa x birthday reader.
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a/n: this is my second piece dedicated to izana for his bday month and the entry to the sano collab 2023 hosted by the lovely @fueledbysano - no warnings just fluff + more fluff ! -
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August 30 -
izana knew the day. his birthday. to that mind- he couldn't honestly care less. there wasn't any single year in the past where he would think twice about it without desire to acknowledge it but for some strange reason he stubbornly went and decided to listen to his subordinate when kakucho told him that maybe he should stop by on his way back home to the apartment at the newly built gigantic pet shop he had over heard other people talking earlier about that just opened up in the main heart of the city. he wanted to dismiss the younger with no want whatsoever other than returning to his abode to be by himself for the remainder of the dreaded day until he heard him say between under his own not so subtlety made murmurs and moans mumbling about not giving a shit that he was going on telling him all about the fresh aquatic tank that was apart of the feature. ' fine- i will pass by outside. ' kakucho fonldly smiled at his king - ' sure. izana - ' it didn't take a genius to make it known well that his boss was elated at the idea of it.
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making his way across town izana was rushing through the zoo of people crowded in the busy streets of yokohama when he saw that a large sum of them were crowded in one area. figuring that this had to be the place kakucho had been speaking about when he walked a little bit slower not very much interested in the idea in the first place but still curious as to what could be inside those large glass windows- way too glaringly sunny outside hitting the reflections to really get a good view of the inside. from the exterior izana could tell that they ones who run the place must have a lot of money and experience with this because it was well-made and stunning from the quality of the the brick work and architecture surrounding the arched doorway. his mind went in full interest of what could be possibly hiding beyond the entrance.
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trailing on inside he noticed there were walls of animals and products designed to attract even the most unwilling of eyes to be drawn in. he didn't want to waste much time in this place that was packed almost as tightly as a concert venue- it was all of the ridiculous noise that was too much for him in addition to the amount of screaming children and small barking from the playful pups that had him turning away- ready to storm out of the place without a second thought until his eyes met a sign with a closed doorway that read "aquarium- please keep down. do not scare the fish." perfect. izana had darted though the door as quick as possible to free his ears from the deafening annoyance to find just a few others occupying the dark area shining from the rich shades and hues of purple and blues from the brightly lit blacklights of the huge majestic tank filled with an array of vastly different domesticated sea life- his every dream come true. he stared half gaped- drawn in widely openly amazed at the fine specimens he was witnessing in front of him. there were so many varieties and different kinds to view that he almost let himself slip a subtle pleased grin grace his features- almost.
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izanas eyes scanned the tank- tracing the small lines and rows of the little schools swimming with eacother and landscape of all different sizes and colors of camouflage for the fish to play and hide from watching eyes. figuring he wouldn't go and let his efforts coming into this place be in vain and feelings of conflict whether he should possibly even bring one of the variety home with him stirring in his chest- he stared to explore more of what the vast stretching room length tank had to offer. while making his way through the different options slowly trying his best to not look too interested but in his mind the thrill was too much and starting to get to him. there were so many to choose from and he didn't know where to begin to try and choose one.
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as he stared he saw across the room a small area where the fish had been separated from each other. they were known as beta fish- the only kind of fish that could not be in contact with others due to its tendency to attack them on sight not stopping even going in for blood. how amusing- he thought. it sounded a bit to familiar to his own ears- probably the reason why he admired them the most. before he could reach the area with the small clearing between the onlooking patrons his eyes caught a flash of his favorite color amidst the crowd- a deep shade of fire red. izana blinked twice before noticing the beautiful gown hugging your skin and curves practically sparkling under the lights reflecting from off of the fish tank- glowing in front of his eyes. he couldn't help but aimlessly make his way next to you to get a better look at the gorgeous sight that was this tantalizing spectacle to behold in this place.
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izana came to see as he approached your side that he noticed you had no particular interest in anything else in that room other than the one little fish you just kept on staring at. ' is that one your favorite? ' he bubbled at you- with a smirk written over lips that was unbeknownst to him. 'oh sorry. did you want that one? cause i - ' you responded almost half aware that there was even a person beside you. turning your breathe got stuck in your throat as you glanced at him noticing his white platinum short undercut hairstyle almost illuminated by the glow of the aquarium in contrast to his his tanned warm complexion paired with a set of red dangling traditional style earrings and his large attractive lilac eyes underneath his radiant strands. you were completely taken back- he was one of the finest men you had ever seen before. his light eyes watching you as he waited eagerly for you to finish your thought from earlier as you were speechless and struggled to compose your thoughts. responding now a bit shyer in your tone you met his stare with a cheerful delighted expression matching with his own. ' well it's just- that one right there is sad- at least that's what it seems to me .. ' izana was left flustered at your words- drawn back right at the moment you had said them out loud.
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' well, why would you say that ? ' izana paused for a moment staring into your concerned eyes. ' - how could you even tell what that little guys thinking? ' he perked his head to the side- full on curiosity now rolling through his mind. you glanced back at the tank and spoke without looking back too afraid of him seeing the nervousness written all over you from how close he was to your body. you felt the air around you become filled with his sweet aroma from an almost lavender trace to his cologne he was sporting- a pleasant scent that was teasing the the last of your desires. he was a put together well dressed very handsome gentleman that was not like anyone you'd seen throughout the time spent you'd been in this city. you responded to his questioning of your thought process after taking in a second to form the right words 'there is no way of knowing- honestly.. i mean he's just kinda keeping to that little corner not even bothering to notice the people all around him- he must be real lonely and hurt inside to not even desire a home with one of these - ' cutting you off he spoke strictly. ' maybe he likes it better that way.. ' izana wasn't speaking only about the fish now. feeling a bit annoyed by your words it left him with an even more irritating stinging feeling in his chest. you felt sorry for the little fish- he saw it in your eyes that were practically welling with sadness and threatening to spill actual tears in the process of speaking about how you felt for it so dearly. ' why don't you bring him home with you then if you think it's that lonely?'
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' well i would but i can't actually- i don't have the proper place right now. im kind of in between moving and would not be able to give him the right attention going between the two- sadly. ' concern in his lilac eyes but not wanting to pry he left it alone even if he was now interested in knowing your situation beyond these walls. in that moment izana couldnt take his eyes off of your frame - almost studying your every move making you turn away back to gazing at the small red fish swimming around slowly in the corner of it's tank. you continued ' but i really wish i could- he deserves to be with a caring person who will give it the attention and loves it probably desires desperately. ' izana flinched- your words affecting him in a way you would never know. ' fine- i'll take him then. ' your eyes began to shimmer with hope. with a delicate smile you beamed at him ' you will!? oh that is fanatastic! - ' his stoic face melted unnoticed to himself to a softened smirk feeling as the brick wall around his heart had been crumbled to dust. why were you so damn pleased about that little fish getting a place to go to? he couldn't understand your motivation but he was truly humbled by your genuine content and relief on your face. for a moment he thought maybe you two were similar- the reasons flooding his brain with possibilities without a clear answer. izana wanted to ask you just as to why it was so important to you but before he could speak- your arms wrapped around his waist cause of how your pure excitement took over before you could even realize what you were doing. izana's lavender orbs expanded beyond the largest possible way and he became totally enraptured by your sudden embrace of him.
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the scent of your perfume hitting his brain and the soft touch of your gentle hands that had accidentally slipped sliding under past his dress shirt had him practicing his breathing patterns in short breaths inside of his small pants from how close your body was to his own tempting him that was causing him to erupt in flames. you realized quickly that you crossed a line with someone you had barely known and quickly pulled apart from him in your flustered panic. ' i'm sorry about that. really- i just.. ' izana gathered himself in dread of his facial expression in that moment. 'it's fine.' he mused back at you. ' don't worry about it. ' normally if someone had the nerve to place a hand on him he would have met them with his swift heel kick to the jaw. yet right now- he couldn't get enough of it. wanting with the most endless passion to grab you back and feel your warmth against him in that tight arm lock that had left him heavily reeling- from how much he needed to feel you again. there was no way he could admit that to himself let alone to you. his pride wouldn't allow for as much. he put his palm on your shoulder the closest thing that izana could bring himself to try and do to relieve this tension around the two of you.
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he spoke with care for someone for once in his voice and in a wispy light tone he said to you - ' cmon. let's get to the checkout before i change my mind - ' not wanting to sound even a tinge of desperation in his voice to make that ever so beautiful smile on your face come back to light- which it did as soon as he said them. ' ok! let's go- ' you happily exclaimed with pure joy echoing in your tone clasping onto his firm large slightly sweaty hand from how truly nervous he was being around someone that was as attractive as you were to him. izana didn't ever want to let go- as you raced as fast as you could with him to the counter out front to purchase the prized red beta before he could say otherwise. as you made your way through the crowd your hands started to pull apart trying to get past the people swarming around and your heart twitched at the feeling of him grabbing on to your own tighter as to make sure you didn't let go of his. if he could have seen the small sweet smile that had spread on your face knowing he was the cause it he probably would have went unstable with his thoughts of what that meant but you hid it as rapidly as you reached the register feeling the warmth on your cheeks from how the feeling of him against you was affecting your mind.
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that night- izana placed the little tank he had bought for the red fish arranged perfectly on his night stand next to his bed. he stared at it with intent as it looked with it's small black eyes right back into him. his grin widened thinking to himself how it must be glad to have someone to be with now no longer alone in that dark back corner of the aquarium. he felt for a second of a hint of jealousy in it's tiny reflection for himself- before his mind chased to the moment he first witnessed you in that stunning red garment with every one of his senses starting to tingle with each breath that left his lips practically sighing from the feelings burrowing their way through his heart. izana felt ashamed for letting you leave the pet store without as much as a way to contact you again. settling himself in- he grabbed his acoustic guitar and began strumming with strokes of pretty notes filling the air with the aura of his solemn mood. glancing over towards the tank he stopped momentum and began playing a bit slower when he noticed the little red companion glaring straight at him moving quickly from what he assumed to be the music. placing his guitar down on his mattress he sauntered on over to where the fish was now swimming much more now in tiny motions. ' huh, you must like that sound don't ya- little guy? ' izana spoke to the fish aware that it couldn't give him a response.
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izana bent down closer to get a better view of it's nice tones of red and golden colors and he noticed that something was sticking out slightly from under the tank. the receipt was stuck to the bottom a little bit crumpled up so izana grabbed it out from underneath the fish's new home to toss it away in the trash when he saw the small finely written numbers scribbled on the back side with a tiny little heart next to it.
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- ' y/n ' izana read it out loud and with his mind running endlessly- he was left there completely speechless and distraught. knowing he should have been the one himself to have asked you but taken back by your action of boldness and desire to contact him feeling restlessly anxious he practically ran over to where his cell phone was charging grabbing it without hesitatation. izana slowly entered the digits as to not mess up the code to hearing your gentle voice once more. catching his breath he paused before hitting the call button momentarily desperate to know exactly why you had chosen to give him your personal contact when he thought back to how much you wanted to find his new found companion a home- how lonely you thought he was there all alone in that pet shop. now nervously pressing the call button because of the fear that he was initially right about you two being similar- he panicked and almost hung up when he heard you speak clearly through the other end- ' hi! ..is this- by chance izana? ' the world felt shaky and he was on cloud nine from how delighted you sounded as he struggled to make his voice sound normal. 'how'd could you guess? ' it was the only thing that he could get out. izana could feel his vocal chords trembling in sequence of his words as if they had a mind of their own. ' i'm so glad!- ' you answered him in a high pitch elation of your enthusiasm for it actually being him that called you. ' where you waiting for me to call you all evening? ' izana said now with his heart giving a curious beat thrumming through his veins. he couldn't believe you- even having the guts sticking the receipt carefully back in his purchase without him noticing to begin with. ' yes- i have been mr. izana. - it took you long enough.. thought maybe you didn't want to see me again that maybe- ' ' .. kurokawa. ' he ended your sentence for you. ' my name is mr. kurokawa.' he retorted to you with dignity. continuing his thoughts he went on- ' and yes. i would very much like to see you again. - y/n. ' your sultry voice had him way beyond the point of caring of his weakness for you showing when he heard you squeak in your praise. ' oh thank goodness! - well .. are you by chance busy this evening?.. ' tonight. he thought back to what the day was as he peeked at the clock seeing it was only 9pm- still technically his birthday. izana mustered the courage to give you his response in honest. 'well- no. just home hanging out with my new friend. ' the simple act of him saying so made him hear in your voice the smile the was evident on your face even if he couldn't see it. hearing you on the phone had him in a state of glory for having the nerve to dial the number in the first place- happiness taking over him in every way imaginable. his face had burned up at the next thing that came out from your lips- ' mind if i come by- to visit you two? ' izana had felt himself go numb in shock without knowing how to answer. the response he gave was a bit mufled and barely audible but you had heard him no less. ' i - actually would like that a lot.. ' this time izana spent his birthday for the first year ever with someone other than himself. making him feel satisfied deeply and content. not only cause of that little fish now stuck with him for life but because this was the special day that he had been fortunate enough to meet you. it was now and would be his favorite day of the year to look forward to from that day on -
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Brand Identity for El Idealista by Fugitiva
Located in the heart of Guadalajara, El Idealista is a pastry shop where daily baking with love takes place.
El Idealista seeks to leave his personal touch on all his creations. Rubén, his founder, daily camouflages himself in this character to manipulate the best ingredients, highlight their flavors, textures, and colors, and transform them into unique pastries.
In this story, we translated and shaped different elements into an emotional and uniform visual identity.
Our character plays and juggles with different ingredients and tools to create, with love and flavor, the best cookies and pies. We want to transmit Ruben’s story to this character, who, before working in the pastry world, was a juggler and who found in pastry the passion to overcome personal obstacles.
Similar to pastries, the logo is made up of many textures to give the brand's identity a distinctive and unexpected touch.
Colors are our bold and strong ingredients that give voice to the creative and visionary world of El Idealista.
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Brand identity and creative direction: Fugitiva Photography: Liliana Barraza Architecture and interior design: Sede Studio
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keepingitneutral · 1 year
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Pine Bark Hut, Grödinge, Sweden,
This is the first project in a new series called 'Farm Art', which is a collaboration between the local farmer Robert Pettersson and the architect/artist Ulf Mejergren.
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jasonguilbeau · 1 year
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Bunker - Aargau 🇨🇭
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sunnixsunshine · 3 months
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An attempt at designing a more developed/future look of Trollstopia in which I used Pixar’s Elemental beautiful world building/design as inspo + idk pop troll ancestors? With which I based on opossums which I will be doing going forward because I think its cute lol
Trollstopia would evolve into a bustling diverse city with very unique architecture; downtown Techno reef would be pretty much the only district thats made up of mostly techno residents, of course, but it is a popular tourist destination where non water breathing guests are provided with wet suits and oxygen helmets and expert guides/teachers. The funk trolls are probably the ones who to thank for the structurally sound marvel that is this city as without their advanced technology it would’ve been a slower development and construction. If i ever figure out perspective and better architectural design I totalllllly wanna draw a better snippet of what the different parts of the city would look like.
I think the pop’s ancestors hung from their tails much like opossums are actually wrongfully known for(apparently its a myth lol) and used their hair to encase themselves and their young inside as protection— which would evolve into the pods they sleep in today. Modern pop trolls probably cant hand fromntheir tails anymore, much less hand upside down for an extended amount of time. What remains though id their ability to cover themselves with their hair, their main camouflage against predators. Their hair used to be much thicker and as they grew older, their hair would grow down and go along their backs, specifically tailored to carry their offspring as it was common to have at least two eggs in a year so they often had a lot of offspring. Birth rate began to decline after the tribes separated actually, and, much later on, declined further when in captivity of the Bergens. Birth rate is still technically in decline, pop trolls really only having a total of 3 eggs average in their life time, 4-6 eggs being fairly rare but not totally unheard of, its just a matter of if those other eggs are viable as they are at high risk of, well, not being viable.
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. . . . . . . . . . #art #architecture #science #literature #life #gillesdeleuze #architect #architecturedesign #architecturemodel #criticism #essay #camouflage #neilleach #writings #creation #becoming #studio #modelmaking #experience https://www.instagram.com/p/CeIztT_rlnO/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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2t2r · 9 years
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Un rocher chalet dans les alpes suisses
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Un rocher chalet dans les alpes suisses
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