New Decade Energy

I just looked out from the window, late afternoon... almost evening... and the sky was amazingly beautiful. It was just a few seco

nds after the sunset...And its color was gorgeous. No words would be good en

ough to describe it. But just felt like writing. A mixture between the last shines of the sun, and the coming up night. A mixture between bright pink and orange, and the deepness of a dark blue-gray. London- eye had never looked so great and heroic.

The city, considered polluted, irrupted into the sky. Nature and human-made things although their discrepancy can find and harmony, a balance. Magic.

It is incredibly scary though, to think we are actually nature, and we distinguish between what we do : as something non-natural, and natural context and things. There is an harmony, I do believe there is. What we do, can be good, bad, right or wrong, towards nature or against it, but as nature our selves, we can find and create a powerful balance between this "2 worlds". It is not easy, i am sure, but it exists.

Some sparkly rain.

And I think we often forget, probably unconsiously and because we live in a

city, actually, for me "the City" I have always dreamed to live in, that nature is still there. Maybe not much around us, but when I look up, I feel free, I feel it is there, in its most vast and grandeur way. I am never alone. And it will always be there, over us, with us, and everywhere. And even if it is called sky, it always looks different, it is a changing nature.

Looking at the sky, and its contrast and , at the same time, empathy with the urban pattern and settlement, is , i find, an extraordinary thing.

A star is shining, it seems to me it is brighter than the others. And you see its reflection everywhere, on the glass-walls of tall buildings, or the covering of street broken lights, on the plastic around you and even on the water, dark as oil, that flows through the Thames, and under all of those incredible bridges.

And the night comes on, and the lights off...you can only see half-moon, and the lighted up cigarette, that lets you perceive the presence of other people, that like to walk in the dark, maybe to clear up their mind, or maybe with no place to go, or maybe because life circumstances makes them go through that street... But other light comes on along your walk towards lively areas... pubs, discos, restaurants... and the semi-silence you where in not long ago, when you could only listen to walking steps of running shoes, boots , high-hills or barefooted... when you could only listen to the silent river...to your breath and your thoughts and your music ...starts changing, music comes along... people chattering happily or aggressively.. people walking...people crying...people laughing...people alone...people with people...people with people and nature and buildings...

Energy.

And energy ... energy is always around as, in us... first law of thermodynamics says energy is never destroyed, it transfers, it moves, but it never disappears! amazing but real! It increases, it lowers...but it is always there!

And not only a New Year, but a New Decade has begun! And Energy, actually increasing energy and enthusiasm is back in the system for the New Semester! ;)

London-Gatwick

It was early in the morning, she had not slept at all because she was scared not to wake up in the morning to get the train towards the airport on-time. She felt crap and shit.

She was now sitting in the train, and just looked out from the window : a huge amount of people had got off the train, and were walking like ands towards the exit of London Bridge Station. She hoped she would never look so dull when, one day, she would be walking towards her work. She felt sorry for them. Maybe they were going through a difficult moment of their lives, maybe they had lost someone important, maybe they did not like their jobs... or maybe they where just dull and did not love life enough to smile? She felt nasty thinking all of this things, but she usually was quite enthusiastic person. She knew she sometimes, and maybe often had "dull-days" too... but how can such a big amount of people have a "dull-day", the same sad walk and grey face on the same morning? Whatever... thoughts just kept going through her mind... on an off...like a light-bomb when it doesn't work well, or it is loosing its power.

She did not feel tired...but she felt worse than a hangover. No sleep, to much coffee, and a big amount of paracetamol in the last two days.

The train was moving...The sky was so fucking grey... The trees were naked... Winter was al ready there... embracing the entire city of rain, the city of culture, the city of business, of formality and informality, of black and white and colors... The City. And that City, which was not that one but the one, was London.

Dreams do come true. If you get the opportunity, fight for them.

The train kept on going, faster and slower. Dark grey turned into light one. The day was rising and I can imagine, the sun behinds all those clouds... All of the sudden that annoying voice " We are now approaching East Croydon, Please mind the gap between the platform and the train"... You could here it everywhere, in trains, in buses, in the tube, in the elevators... everywhere... It probably had saved many lives, if they repeated so much everywhere... but it was actually quite annoying and distracting...

The train stopped, some people popped on , some off... A horrible looking man went by... another one just yarned terribly... And I wondered what did people think about me when they saw me...

I went back to my meditation about what surrounded me. Now the sky had turned lavender many white houses, with black roofs and smoking chymneis where all around... some windows had their lights on ... some others had christmas decorations...A castle or a church in the middle... " I might go there one day and visit this place"...

"shit I feel like vomiting"... No she did not. Just breath, relax and have a sip of water.

All of a sudden the sky on her left was turning orange...and pale pink... and bright one too. Amazing and beautiful. Stunning.

She was going to miss all of this so badly.

And the airport was closer and closer.

And she was SMILING, and she was living a happy moment.

The Power of Nature and of Humans

The Power of Nature is amazingly strong and various.

The Power of Nature is so extraordinary it can change, well it actually changes landscapes and construction, architecture buildings. It can also destroy them, but but that is not the point.

Human-being intervention can also be as strong.

The difference is one is controlled by us, and the other is not.

Now it is winter. Recently it was Christmas... and both Nature as snow, and human intervention, through lightening has made London, and most cities in Europe change they're aspect for a couple of months.

So ... I think we must think as architects, as engineers, but mostly as living people about the climatic changes, and the ones we make at specific moments of the year, when it comes to decorate, create, invent a new place or renevent one.

The magic we can add to it through different lightening as in Xmas, and through various decorations such as the Xmas Tree. Or the mysterious and special feeling we get and live when a city is covered in white, and its trees are naked. And while we walk through it we smell that special winterish odor that is a mixture of roasted chestnuts and burned wood from the chimneys.

So not only our personal living spaces change, but the entire city does it the same time. Which is something special and surprising at the same time.

Jus thought and wish all HAPPY NEW YEAR!