26 06, 2009

Secret weapons of design

By |2009-06-26T06:22:47+00:00June 26th, 2009|Before you begin, My favorite columns, Thinking like an architect, Uncategorized|Comments Off on Secret weapons of design

Over the years I’ve found there are certain tools used in designing a house that are so useful and so powerful that they deserve to be in some sort of Hall of Fame. Barring that, I will at least list them here. I’m talking about the type of design where clients get to be a part of all the important decisions involving their house. Perhaps there is another type of design; if so, I’m unaware of how to make a living doing it. The method that I’ve been using for the last twenty years relies on owner and architect bringing [...]

17 09, 2008

Mont St Michel – must see

By |2008-09-17T22:18:33+00:00September 17th, 2008|My favorite columns, Travel Tales, Uncategorized|Comments Off on Mont St Michel – must see

Going in, I had a vague notion that Mont Saint-Michel was unique. Still, I didn’t expect it to be as fabulous as it was, so rich and dense with architectural interest and layers of history. About an hour into our exploration I believe I spontaneously blathered to Melody something like “This is the coolest place on earth. Ever!” And my twelve year old son, when later asked if he liked it, said simply “What’s not to like?” So there you have it; all age groups give the place thumbs up. Mont Saint-Michel (pronounced “mohn sahn mee shell”) is a thousand [...]

30 05, 2008

On turning fifty, crescent moons, and Frank Lloyd Wright

By |2008-05-30T22:22:15+00:00May 30th, 2008|My favorite columns, Uncategorized|Comments Off on On turning fifty, crescent moons, and Frank Lloyd Wright

I have recently come to grow very fond of a mood that exists in my neighborhood after darkness comes and things grow still. The streets are empty of movement in all directions as far as I can see and the night is mine, at least in this corner of the world. With me is my canine companion Zoe, the mellowest eighty pounds of dog you’ll ever meet, pursuing her usual agenda of sniffing the edges of the sidewalk and selected bushes. The “sniffing place” is what we call our favorite bit of street-side over on West Tenth. With the tall [...]

27 03, 2008

Benicia versus the country club

By |2008-03-27T22:25:43+00:00March 27th, 2008|Benicia, My favorite columns, Uncategorized|Comments Off on Benicia versus the country club

About fifteen miles south of Benicia is a small town called Alamo, a place really more suburb than town. In the way that Benicia is about the water, Alamo is about hills and oak trees. I know because I grew up there. In the seventies, right before I shipped out for UCLA, developers had the idea of transforming nearby cow grazing land at the base of Mt. Diablo into a “gated community” where quarter acre parcels of land could be sold for top dollar. They named it Blackhawk Country Club. Because I had lived in Round Hill Country Club in [...]

23 10, 2007

A Benician in New York

By |2007-10-23T04:05:43+00:00October 23rd, 2007|My favorite columns, Travel Tales, Uncategorized|Comments Off on A Benician in New York

The family and I took a four day trip to New York City recently. I've made several visits there in my life and have always really dug the energy level. I was overdue, and it also felt like it was time to introduce my kids to this uniquely American city. As cities go, New York is indeed the alpha - a city thoroughly energized in so many of the ways a city can be a city, so big and strong, a sort of masculine counterpart to the curves and delicacies of San Francisco. Melody shopped online for a basic yet [...]

22 07, 2007

The “it” moment with my new house

By |2007-07-22T04:26:16+00:00July 22nd, 2007|My favorite columns, Thinking like an architect, Uncategorized|Comments Off on The “it” moment with my new house

I had an unexpected “it” moment the day before I was to surrender my big brand-new house over to the barely known renter. It happened after my family and I had spent a Sunday morning doing one last round of chores and cleanup. We loaded up the car to go, but I had to go back inside to check something and, for half a minute, had the house to myself and it was as perfect as it would ever be. The place would never be so free of flaws or look this good ever again. The next day it would [...]

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