Friday, November 8, 2013. Wednesday, November 6, 2013. There are three objects decaying in my apartment as I write. One, a plant that has long since perished after a summer apart and the resulting dehydration. Two, a jar of sourdough starter that has since developed its own malignant growth. Three, a pot of chicken pho that was already in the process of decomposition before I started it. Wednesday, October 9, 2013. You looked at me like fall light. Always askance, never direct.

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Creo que la Arquitectura es la madre de las artes. Conecta el presente con el pasado, lo tangible con lo intangible. La Arquitectura tiene el poder de inspirar y de elevar el espíritu, de alimentar cuerpo y alma. La intención de los dueños de casa era mejorar la imagen exterior de la vivienda. Se colocaron spots embutidos en el cielorraso y se pintó con material de frente.