I’m just about done with “The Fountainhead” by Ayn Rand, which I will be posting a review of soon. It has led me to research various type of architecture in my spare time. I stumbled across a guy named Frank Gehry. It my be worth noting when you look at the buildings below and next time you walk in one the simple fact that architecture is the only art form you can walk inside of. Gehry’s creative buildings speak for themselves:
For more on Frank Gehry’s insight check out the book Conversations with Frank Gehry.
NOTE: The video has been taken down, you can still find it on Google.
The poem that is written on the Statue of Liberty:
The New Colossus
By Emma Lazarus, 1883
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”