Wednesday, August 31, 2011
works cited: megan nielsen skirt; loft blouse; j. crew belt; UO flats; breda watch; WYNC bag (I ♥ radiolab!)
A post unrelated to anything else, brought to you by the beginning of Dissertation Madness:
When I was at Kramer books recently, I picked up The Architecture of Happiness (the dilettante's everyday architecture, sorry Emily I'm sure you're cringing) and have been reading it in my spare time. Since moving to DC, I've been missing my community of other grad students and my campus more than I expected, and trying to adjust to working on my dissertation from my living room or coffee shops. When I was reading this book the other day, I found a line that resonated given my recent relocation: "Belief in the significance of architecture is premised on the notion that we are, for better or for worse, different people in different places--and on the conviction that it is architecture's task to render vivid to us who we might ideally be." Struck by the idea that a well-designed space might remind me of my best possible self, I headed to the Library of Congress all day today, feeling that enormous vaulted ceilings and enormous rows of desks would help me get in touch with my scholarly possibility more than the crowded corner of a coffee shop. And you know what? It worked. The enormous main reading room gave me the feeling that I was pursuing knowledge in a space built for such a thing and I felt immense joy as I wrote today.