It’s a rainy day in the city, washing the streets.
I am thinking of two statements, familiar to many of you and both important for me in the last week.
Archigram, from Living Arts Magazine,
"When it is raining in Oxford Street the architecture is no more important than the rain…"
and
Hegel, from the Philosophy of Right.
"One more word about giving instruction as to what the world ought to be. Philosophy in any case always comes on the scene too late to give it… When philosophy paints its gray in gray, then has a shape of life grown old. By philosophy’s gray in gray it cannot be rejuvenated but only understood. The owl of Minerva spreads its wings only with the falling of the dusk."
It’s a rainy day in the city, washing the streets.
I am thinking of two statements, familiar to many of you and both important for me in the last week.
Archigram, from Living Arts Magazine,
"When it is raining in Oxford Street the architecture is no more important than the rain…"
and
Hegel, from the Philosophy of Right.
"One more word about giving instruction as to what the world ought to be. Philosophy in any case always comes on the scene too late to give it… When philosophy paints its gray in gray, then has a shape of life grown old. By philosophy’s gray in gray it cannot be rejuvenated but only understood. The owl of Minerva spreads its wings only with the falling of the dusk."