Forget about Louis Sullivan’s notion of form ever follows function. Venturi’s idea of complexity and contradiction. Or even Rossi’s thoughts on urban design. I have found someone new to follow when thinking about how best to approach architecture and design. Bob Ross. Yes. That Bob Ross. In a fit of…
jwaMay 20, 2022
I didn’t work last Sunday. Or the Sunday before that. Between this past weekend being my birthday weekend, and the prior coming at the end of a nine-day drawing sprint, I made the executive decision to not open my laptop and just enjoy the day. Not like my boss was…
jwaMay 13, 2022
For the first time in a long while, I have two projects in various stages of construction. Two projects. How did that happen? At one, they’re installing kitchen cabinets and painting the exterior. Between both of those and the interior changes, the house couldn’t look more different. The other project…
jwaMay 6, 2022
James and I just vacationed somewhere that wasn’t Key West or New Orleans. I’ll pause here for a second while you pick yourself up off the floor. We were shocked too. A friend recently had a milestone birthday – which I will not mention here for fear of being shot…
jwaApril 29, 2022
Julia Sugarbaker said it best: I’m saying this is the south, and we’re proud of our crazy people. We don’t hide them up in the attic. We bring them right down to the living room and show ‘em off. Except in Texas, we like to go one better. We don’t…
jwaApril 22, 2022
And no. This isn’t another post about the temperature in my office today. (Although I’m pretty sure it’s hovering somewhere in the teens. Thank goodness for pants!) We said goodbye to our dog Boo last Sunday. A tough call to make, and we left the vet’s office feeling pretty crushed.…
jwaApril 1, 2022
The Big Gay Architect has been really busy. Or Twitter seemed to think so last week. Very rarely do I find myself tagged in social media posts, so seeing my name pop up is something of a treat. And last week was no exception. According to the folks at Clerkenwell…
jwaMarch 25, 2022
I think I’m turning into the architect version of Grumpy Cat. Or perhaps I’m finally getting old. Wait. Old? That can’t be it. I’m still a sprightly almost 54, although my lower back at the moment would tell you sprightly isn’t the right word. However, I have noticed that I’ve…
jwaMarch 18, 2022
At least once a year – or what feels like once a year – The Dallas Morning News publishes a story about a local piece of building history facing the wrecking ball. And two months into 2022, we’ve already seen this year’s story. Dallas architecture critic Mark Lamster introduces us…
jwaMarch 4, 2022
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