"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 first discovered the exhibition almost by chance, when a friend suggested we visit the aquarium in Monaco on our way back from a vacation and, as we approached the Musée Océanographique, your eyes might miss the towering poster on its facade: a luminous vision
In a certain village there lived a husband and wife—lived happily, lovingly, peaceably. All their neighbors envied them; the sight of them gave pleasure to honest folks. Well, the mistress bore a son, but directly after it was born she died. The poor moujik moaned
There’s something uncanny about building a model of a building that predates the idea of modelling itself. A Romanesque church, a Baroque theatre, a medieval stronghold—they were never drawn in plan, never imagined in 3D software. And yet, here we are, holding laser scanners, waving
I first discovered the exhibition almost by chance, when a friend suggested we visit the aquarium in Monaco on our way back from a vacation and, as we approached the Musée Océanographique, your eyes might miss the towering poster on its facade: a luminous vision
In a certain village there lived a husband and wife—lived happily, lovingly, peaceably. All their neighbors envied them; the sight of them gave pleasure to honest folks. Well, the mistress bore a son, but directly after it was born she died. The poor moujik moaned
There’s something uncanny about building a model of a building that predates the idea of modelling itself. A Romanesque church, a Baroque theatre, a medieval stronghold—they were never drawn in plan, never imagined in 3D software. And yet, here we are, holding laser scanners, waving
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