for those who know what i'm doing right now (in terms of work) should also note that i'm having quite a hard time getting a move on things. copious amount Drawn Together aside, i'm experiencing a real problem reconciling my belief with my work.
any conflict of interest only triggers all these landmines inside of me. forcing one pressure-cooked issue to explode after another. case in point:
The aim of education should be to teach us rather how to think, than what to think - rather to improve our minds, so as to enable us to think for ourselves, than to load the memory with thoughts of other men.much as i'd like to agree with that, my reading in gender studies has taught me that even the very notion of "how to think" proves problematic. for instance, feminist architecture theorists have argued that the whole system of understanding and practising architecture is in itself already a gendered endeavour that has long masqueraded as a completely neutral and objective institution made up of rules inherent in itself. as such, as long as we remain functioning in the circumscription of this establishment, there can never really be a feminine or feminised form of architecture.
(and this isn't even a new angle to begin with.)
so i don't care what the fuck people say, but added attention spent on detailing so does not make a work more "feminine". it might be "more than just nuts and bolts", but that's about as far as it goes for me. any allusion to the slightest implication that detailing is a small-picture trivial pursuit ala home-making or cross-stitching sufferable only by the feminine mind will get...
a.
piece.
of.
my.
mind.
*deep breath*
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