"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."
I think it’s plain to see that there are very few things being actually developed within Autodesk, right now. Revit needs a total rewrite (and it’s not happening), Navisworks is a zombie crawling from version to version and it hasn’t been updated in decades, and...
Introduction Whenever the term 4D-BIM is invoked, it usually comes with a promise of efficiency. Time, we are told, is simply the “fourth dimension” attached to the model: a neat schedule linked to geometry, a Gantt chart embedded in 3D space. In this view, 4D-BIM...
After a decade-long absence, the visionary genius of Maurits Cornelis Escher returns to the city with M.C. Escher – Between Art and Science, the new exhibition at MUDEC running from September 25, 2025, to February 8, 2026. We step into Escher’s fascinating labyrinth of geometry...
Confession: My Brain, Too Many Tabs I should start with a confession: when it comes to multitasking, the general new trend is that it doesn’t work and it should be avoided, and I’ve always pushed back on this notion for a very concrete reason. This...
As my readers know by now, I often treat science fiction as a testing ground for architectural imagination. Not because it delivers ready-made templates for cities of the future, but because it probes the limits of what we think cities can be. Readers in architecture...
Last season, Milan hosted at Palazzo Reale a long-overdue retrospective of what quickly became one of my favourite contemporary artists, alongside Niki de Saint-Phalle: Leonor Fini. I wrote about it here. Saint-Phalle herself had been hosted at MUDEC in the same period (see here). This...
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“Pay heed to the tales of old wives. It may well be that they alone keep in memory what it was once needful for the wise to know.”
In the olden years, long long ago, with the spring-tide fair and the summer’s heat there came on the world distress and shame. For gnats and flies began to swarm, biting folks and letting their warm...
In a certain country there once lived an old man who had three sons. Two of them had their wits about them, but the third was a fool. The old man died and his sons divided his property among themselve...
Mother Earth and Other Stories by Isaac Asimov: Between Robots, Empires, and Human Nature Isaac Asimov’s Mother Earth and Other Stories gathers a fascinating range of his shorter works, spanning fro...
There once was a rich merchant named Marko—a stingier fellow never lived! One day he went out for a stroll. As he went along the road he saw a beggar—an old man, who sat there asking for alms—...
When Space Turns to Horror Stanisław Lem has often been described as a visionary of science fiction, but to call The Invincible simply “sci-fi” feels inadequate. Lem doesn’t write speculative a...
— The following review contains heavy spoilers on Liu Cixin’s first novel in the Remembrance of Earth’s Past trilogy: The Three-Body Problem. Proceed with caution — The first t...
There once was a poor little orphan-lad who had nothing at all to live on; so he went to a rich moujik and hired himself out to him, agreeing to work for one copeck a year. And when he had worked for ...
When Asimov’s Universe Starts to Merge There’s undoubtedly a gap — one might call it an evolution — between The Robots of Dawn and the two earlier novels of the Robot series. This third entry,...
A certain woman was very bumptious. Her husband came from a village council one day, and she asked him: “What have you been deciding over there?” “What have we been deciding? why choosing a Golo...
A bad wife lived on the worst of terms with her husband, and never paid any attention to what he said. If her husband told her to get up early, she would lie in bed three days at a stretch; if he want...
A Mirror on Virtuality, Scarcity, and Human Dependency Isaac Asimov’s The Naked Sun (1957) is the second novel in his Robots cycle, following The Caves of Steel and preceding The Robots of Dawn. The...
Once there was an old man who was such an awful drunkard as passes all description. Well, one day he went to a kabak, intoxicated himself with liquor, and then went staggering home blind drunk. Now hi...
We Were Always Here: on Memory, Erasure, and the Persistence of Queer History All month long, we have journeyed through scroll and scripture, painting and poetry, ruin and reliquary, gathering voices,...
Letters in Exile: Rumi’s Longing for Shams al-Din Tabrizi “Since Shams appeared,my heart has been a hundred thousand burning lamps.The world is a candle, and I am the wick:I am consumed in the fla...
The Love That Wrote Itself: Hadewijch and the Ecstasy of the Unknown Beloved “And she beheld me with love,and made me forget all my suffering.”— Hadewijch of Brabant, Visions and Poems (13th...
Saint Wilgefortis and the Bearded Woman of Lützen: Gender Miracles in Devotional Art A crucified female saint — dressed in noble garments, arms outstretched, and crowned with an improbable beard ...
Christina of Sweden: The Queen Who Refused to Be a Woman Crowned queen at the age of six and ruling in her own right by eighteen, Christina of Sweden stood as one of the most enigmatic and transgressi...
She Knew Better than Any Man: Female Lovers in Brantôme’s Courtly Chronicles “This reminds me of certain women who love their companions so dearly that they would not share them for all the wealt...
The Noble Knight: Gender Ambiguity and Queer Aesthetics in the Portrait of Doña Catalina de Erauso Known as “La Monja Alférez” (The Lieutenant Nun), Catalina de Erauso defied every expectation o...
Veiled in Wit: Queer Subtext and Gender Play in The Heptameron Often dubbed “the French Decameron,” The Heptameron is a collection of 72 stories told by a group of noble travellers, written by Mar...
Not by Nature, but by Habit: Christine de Pizan and the Complexity of Gender Roles “If it were customary to send little girls to school and teach them the same subjects as boys are taught, they woul...
The Sword and the Stage: La Maupin, the Scandalous Virtuosa of Baroque France Julie d’Aubigny, better known as La Maupin, was a French opera singer, expert swordswoman, and outlaw who lived as boldl...
As Blossoms Fall: The Poetry of Ephemeral Love in Nanshoku Ōkagami “Their sleeves were soaked with tears, not from shame, but from knowing they had only this one night. In the garden, plum blossoms...
In the Courtyard at Dusk: Female Intimacy in Mughal Miniature Painting In the world of the Mughal court, the zenana was a secluded space that offered elite women both constraint and community. Mughal ...
As October draws to a close, so too does our month-long journey through haunted halls, spectral visions, and uneasy hearts. This Spooktober, we’ve celebrated a remarkable group of writers: Charlotte...
We close the month as we started it: with Elizabeth Gaskell. The Open Door is possibly her most famous ghost story. Some people do not believe in ghosts. For that matter, some people do not believe in...
It was a mystery to me, but not to the other doctors. They took, as was natural, the worst possible view of the matter, and accepted the only solution which the facts seem to warrant. But they are men...
ELSIE was always lonely, but her desolation seemed more poignant when the day was sunny. Elsie lived with her grandmother in a large house at Hampstead. She thought that there could not be, anywhere, ...
When the rumours first began, I can’t tell you. They must have had a beginning: but no one recollected when the beginning was. It was said that curious noises were heard in the neighbourhood of ...
It stood on the left of the road as you went towards Alcester: a good-looking, red-brick house, not large, but very substantial. Everything about it was in trim order; from the emerald-green outer ven...
Better known by her pen name Mrs. Henry Wood, Ellen Wood (1814–1887) was a Victorian novelist whose works reached an immense popular audience. Her most famous book, East Lynne (1861), became a sensa...
The light had been put out on the stairs. Usually, when he returned late to spend the night in his rooms, he found it burning. Now he had to make his way slowly, striking matches as he went up the old...
I was riding along one autumn day through a certain wooded portion of New York State, when I came suddenly upon an old stone house in which the marks of age were in such startling contrast to its unfi...
Nest revived during the warm summer weather. Edward came to see her, and stayed the allotted quarter of an hour; but he dared not look her in the face. She was, indeed, a cripple: one leg was much sho...
Another spooky story in two parts by Elizabeth Gaskell. Of a hundred travellers who spend a night at Tre-Madoc, in North Wales, there is not one, perhaps, who goes to the neighbouring village of Pen-M...
Today, we feature another spooky story by Marjorie Bowen. When Maitland first saw the house the poppies were in full bloom; he had never before seen so many blooming together; the field was a sheet of...
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