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"Somehow I too must find a way of making things ; not plastic made things, but realities that arise from the craft itself. Somehow I too must discover the smallest constituent element, the cell of my art, the tangible immaterial means of expressing everything.."
/Rainer Maria Rilke/
T O R Ņ A K A L N S
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Viesiisha māja__ _______.
Here I dreamt I was an architect
and here i dreamt i was a soldier
and i marched the streets of Birkenau
and i recall in spring
the perfume that the air would bring
to the indolent town
where the barkers call the moon down
the carnival was ringing loudly now
and just to lay with you
there\'s nothing that i wouldn\'t do
save lay my rifle down
and try one, and try two
guess it always comes down to
all right, it\'s okay, guess it\'s better to turn this way
and i am nothing of a builder
but here i dreamt i was an architect
and i built this balusstrade
to keep you home, to keep you safe
from the outside world
but the angles and the corners
even though my work is unparalleled
they never seemed to meet
this structure fell about our feet
and we were free to go
and try one, and try two
guess it always comes down to
all right, okay, guess it\'s better to turn this way
and here in spain i am a spaniad
i will be buried with my marionettes
countess and courtesan
have fallen \'neath my tender hand
when their husbands were not around
but you, my soiled teenage girlfriend
or are you furrowed like a lioness
and we are vegabonds
we travel without seatbelts on
we live this close to death
and try one, and try two
guess it always comes down to
all right, okay, guess it\'s better to turn this
but i won, so you lose
guess it always comes down to
alright, it\'s okay, guess it\'s better to turn this way
/the Decemberists/
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W 5
"In Aerolane Over The Sea"
What a beautiful face I have found in this place
that is circling all round the sun what a beautiful
dream that could flash on the screen in a blink of
an eye and be gone from me soft and sweet let
me hold it close and keep it here with me and
one day we will die and our ashes will fly from the
aeroplane over the sea but for now we are
young let us lay in the sun and count every
beautiful thing we can see love to be in the arms
of all im keeping here with me
What a curious life we have found here tonight
there is music that sounds from the street there
are lights in the clouds
Anna\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'s ghost all around Hear her voice as it\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'s
rolling and ringing through me soft and sweet
how the notes all bend and reach above the
trees now how I remember you how I would
push my fingers through your mouth to make
those muscles move that made your voice so
smooth and sweet and now we keep where we
don\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'t know all secrets sleep in winter clothes
with one you loved so long ago now he don\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'t
even know his name what a beautiful face I
have found in this place that is circling all round
the sun and when we meet on a cloud I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'ll be
laughing out loud I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'ll be laughing with everyone I
see can\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'t believe how strange it is to be anything
at all
/Neutral Milk Hotel/
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Ice Ice Baby
Ice Ice Baby, Ice Ice Baby
All right stop, Collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Then I flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop? Yo - I don\'t know
Turn off the lights and I\'ll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle.
Dance, Bum rush the speaker that booms
I\'m killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it, You better gain way
You better hit bull\'s eye, The kid don\'t play
If there was a problem, Yo, I\'ll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin\'
Quick to the point, to the point no faking
Im cooking MCs like a pound of bacon
Burning them if they\'re not quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi hat with a souped up tempo
I\'m on a roll and it\'s time to go solo
Rollin\' in my 5. 0
With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby, Waving just to say Hi
Did you stop? No - I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left and I\'m heading to the next block
That block was dead
Yo - so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave.
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous \'cause I\'m out geting mine
Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because they\'re so full of "Eight Ball"
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine - All I heard were shells
Falling on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper the avenue\'s packed
I\'m trying to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene, You know what I mean
They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends
If there was a problem, You, I\'ll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Take heed, \'cause I\'m a lyrical poet
Miami\'s on the scene just in case you didn\'t know it
My town, that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
\'Cause my style\'s like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed, This is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and you want to step with this
Shay plays on the fade, slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast, Other DJs say, "damn"
If my rhyme was a drug, I\'d sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it\'s time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem, Yo - I\'ll solve it!
Check out the hook while Deshay revolves it.
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Yo man - Let\'s get out of here! Word to your mother!
Ice Ice Baby Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold
Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold
/Vanilla Ice/
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k e e p s a l a
Meet Me At the Getaway Car
Send my love to the city
Cause I\'ll be having an affair this summer
And this town\'s very gritty
So I\'ll be living off the life of another
You say come back, relax!
I drinks stacks and move slow, move out the window
Get a job, learn to dance,
Grow plants, hear tonys remarks and chants
Wear velvet, walk the street
Smoke Gouloises, laugh at the people you meet
Drink long island, be an island
You\'re an island, then this is your island
Well you\'re stranded out there
You\'re the policeman out there
You\'re the law-aw-aw out there
You are the one who rules out there
So you laugh in the face of disgrace
You\'re the leader of the pack
This is your generation
Grab your A-Zs
Flick in the back
And plan world domination
Send my love to the city
Cause I\'ll be having an affair this summer
And this town\\\'s very gritty
So I\'ll be living off the life of another
You say you\'re are a city avenger
In an English garden waiting for the sun
You\'ve been caught with your pants down
You say \'I am the walrus\'
But it really hasn\'t hit town
I say \'darling, do you laugh or cry
Or scream or howl at midnight
Is it wise to go out alone
Without a phone in your hand?\'
Is the man, who grasped the lies
And he ate the pies
Which had the facts in
To kill all the experts and what they are trapped in
So breathe some air
Run away for a day, a lover not a tearaway
My friend, the city is close
But clarity is far away.
Send my love to the city
Cause I\'ll be having an affair this summer
And this town\'s very gritty
So I\'ll be living off the life of another
/Larrikin Love/
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B 2 0 0
k o n k u r s s
{{ 10 dzīvokļu ēkas muižas parkā Rīgā, Biķernieku ielā 200 }}
B 200 ir skatu laukums- no logiem, balkoniem, jumtiem, torņiem..
B 200 ir dabas binoklis.. Putnu vērotāji.
B 200 virzās sociālās ekoloģijas virzienā, ierobežojot autotransporta lietošanu teritorijā, veicinot videi nekaitīgas izklaides, respektējot iedzīvotāju tiesības, dzīvot nekaitīga vidē, tiešā dabas tuvumā.
B 200 koki ir kā vērtība un metafora. Plānotā apbūve veidota izmantojot tikai no vērtīgajiem kokiem brīvās zonas, kas nosaka planotās apbūves apjomu izvietojumu nianses
B 2 0 0
p r o j e k t s
B 200 lielākā daļa organizēt kā car-free zona, piedāvājot drošu un klusu vidi ar pēc iespējas mazāku ietekmi uz lokālo floru un faunu. Paredzēta atsevišķa piekļūšana publiskajām funkcijām ar iespēju īslaicīgi novietot auto. Autostāvvieta novietota gar Biķernieku ielu, tādējādi izmantojot ielas aizsargjoslu, veidojot skaņas barjeru pret transporta radīto troksni. Stāvvieta paredzēta divos stāvos- viens pazemes un viens virszemes stāvs, pārsegts ar zāles jumtu, kas paslēpj auto un iedalās reljefa veidošanā. Otra auto novietne izvietota gar Dīvajas ielu.
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The Genius Of The Crowd
there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average
human being to supply any given army on any given day
and the best at murder are those who preach against it
and the best at hate are those who preach love
and the best at war finally are those who preach peace
those who preach god, need god
those who preach peace do not have peace
those who preach peace do not have love
beware the preachers
beware the knowers
beware those who are always reading books
beware those who either detest poverty
or are proud of it
beware those quick to praise
for they need praise in return
beware those who are quick to censor
they are afraid of what they do not know
beware those who seek constant crowds for
they are nothing alone
beware the average man the average woman
beware their love, their love is average
seeks average
but there is genius in their hatred
there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you
to kill anybody
not wanting solitude
not understanding solitude
they will attempt to destroy anything
that differs from their own
not being able to create art
they will not understand art
they will consider their failure as creators
only as a failure of the world
not being able to love fully
they will believe your love incomplete
and then they will hate you
and their hatred will be perfect
like a shining diamond
like a knife
like a mountain
like a tiger
like hemlock
their finest art
/Charles Bukowski/
D I S K V A L I F I C Ē T I !!! - BOOOO !!!!
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2H
Biroju ēka Rīgā, Hanzas ielā 7
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H O U S E O F R U I N S
HOUSE
They are building a house
half a block down
and I sit up here
with the shades down
listening to the sounds,
the hammers pounding in nails,
thack thack thack thack,
and then I hear birds,
and thack thack thack,
and I go to bed,
I pull the covers to my throat;
they have been building this house
for a month, and soon it will have
its people...sleeping, eating,
loving, moving around,
but somehow
now
it is not right,
there seems a madness,
men walk on top with nails
in their mouths
and I read about Castro and Cuba,
and at night I walk by
and the ribs of the house show
and inside I can see cats walking
the way cats walk,
and then a boy rides by on a bicycle
and still the house is not done
and in the morning the men
will be back
walking around on the house
with their hammers,
and it seems people should not build houses
anymore,
it seems people should not get married
anymore,
it seems people should stop working
and sit in small rooms
on 2nd floors
under electric lights without shades;
it seems there is a lot to forget
and a lot not to do,
and in drugstores, markets, bars,
the people are tired, they do not want
to move, and I stand there at night
and look through this house and the
house does not want to be built;
through its sides I can see the purple hills
and the first lights of evening,
and it is cold
and I button my coat
and I stand there looking through the house
and the cats stop and look at me
until I am embarrased
and move North up the sidewalk
where I will buy
cigarettes and beer
and return to my room.
/Charles Bukowski/
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Z TOWERS
As once the winged energy of delight
carried you over childhood\'s dark abysses,
now beyond your own life build the great
arch of unimagined bridges.
Wonders happen if we can succeed
in passing through the harshest danger;
but only in a bright and purely granted
achievement can we realize the wonder.
To work with Things in the indescribable
relationship is not too hard for us;
the pattern grows more intricate and subtle,
and being swept along is not enough.
Take your practiced powers and stretch them out
until they span the chasm between two
contradictions...For the god
wants to know himself in you.
/Rainer Maria Rilke/
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P Ā V I L O S T A
On the Seashore__
On the seashore of endless worlds children meet.
The infinite sky is motionless overhead and the restless water is boisterous.
On the seashore of endless worlds the children meet with shouts and dances.
They build their houses with sand, and they play with empty shells.
With withered leaves they weave their boats and smilingly float them on the vast deep.
Children have their play on the seashore of worlds.
They know not how to swim, they know not how to cast nets.
Pearl-fishers dive for pearls, merchants sail in their ships,
while children gather pebbles and scatter them again.
They seek not for hidden treasures, they know not how to cast nets.
The sea surges up with laughter, and pale gleams the smile of the sea-beach.
Death-dealing waves sing meaningless ballads to the children,
even like a mother while rocking her baby\'s cradle.
The sea plays with children, and pale gleams the smile of the sea-beach.
On the seashore of endless worlds children meet.
Tempest roams in the pathless sky, ships are wrecked in the trackless water,
death is abroad and children play.
On the seashore of endless worlds is the great meeting of children.
/Rabindranath Tagore/
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knipsha māja_
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Scenic World
the lights go on_____________________
the lights go off____________________
when things don\'t feel right________
i lie down like a tired dog__________
licking his wounds in the shade______
when i feel alive____________________
i try to immagine a careless life____
a scenic world where the sunsets are_ all__________________________________
breathtaking_________________________
/Beirut/
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______________________________________________GOLDEN GHOST
Ghost, ghost I know you live within me____________________________________
Feel as you fly____________________________________
In thunderclouds above the city____________________________________
Into one that I____________________________________
Loved with all that was left within me____________________________________
Until we tore in two____________________________________
Now wings and rings and there\'s so many____________________________________
Waiting here for you____________________________________
And she was born in a bottle rocket, 1929____________________________________
With wings that ring around a socket____________________________________
Right between her spine____________________________________
All drenched in milk and holy water____________________________________
Pouring from the sky____________________________________
I know that she will live for ever____________________________________
She won\'t ever die____________________________________
She goes and now she knows she\'ll never be afraid____________________________________
To watch the morning paper blow____________________________________
Into a hole where no one can escape____________________________________
Dee, de de de de...____________________________________
And one day in New York City baby____________________________________
A girl fell from the sky____________________________________
From the top of a burning apartment building____________________________________
Fourteen stories high____________________________________
And when her spirit left her body____________________________________
How it split the sun____________________________________
I know that she will live for ever____________________________________
All goes on and on and on and____________________________________
She goes and now she knows she\'ll never be afraid____________________________________
To watch the morning paper blow____________________________________
Into a hole where no one can escape____________________________________
/Neutral Milk Hotel/____________________________________
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RĪGAS DOMES ADMINISTRATĪVAIS CENTRS
History: F.L.Tadao- Lukševics & Lapiņš
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History: F.L.TADAO - Lukševics & Lapiņš
in collaboration with Holgers Elers
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konkurss
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A N O T H E R P L A C E _______konkurss Brīvības ielā
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M O D E R N Ā M Ā K S L A & S K Ā B B A R Ī B A * * * * * * * * *wtf?
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