Couple of my favourites from the Richard Rogers + Architects exhibition. Found myself to be more inclined towards his unbuilt works, probably because they tend to be dreamy & well, more romantic.
Talking about dreams; dreams never really die, do they? We may trade them for other dreams, forget them or give them away, but they’ll always remain a part of us & they’ll come to past one day, someday. On an unrelated thread of thought, it hit me one day that my life is, to a large extent, defined by people- people who are dear, people who i meet. & for a moment, it scares me because people come and go, eventually, and there’ll be voids in my life when they do. & i thought it would be easier & less painful to fill my life up with things instead, but i’ll never really be as happy?
May was over in a blink of an eye. Although it wasn’t what i initially envisioned, i can say with the surest satisfaction tht May was still mine.