start (join me for a sweet adventure...)

no. i am not an architect. people sometimes mistake me for one. some say i am a frustrated architect. i don't care. either way, i've always enjoyed the figure of the amateur. here i will collect my everyday and somewhat schizophrenic notes and clippings on my encounters with architecture: practice, myth, language, lifestyle, sphere of knowledge, field of dreams, battleground, egotistic spasms and all its pretty-shiny-things (or not). do you wanna hold hands?