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Good Girlfriend Good Home

In A Sense of Place, 12. SOP 2.0 by Eve3 Comments

If you’re quick, for $2700 you can purchase a limited holographic anime “robot” girl to act as your loving girlfriend and housekeeper. Japanese tech company Vinclue have created what is called “Gatebox,” a home automation system in the form of a digital girl with blue hair. “She” is marketed towards lonely salary men who crave some sort of emotional connection …

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Fusion Noodles

In A Sense of Place, 11. A Cosmopolitan Sense of Place by Eve1 Comment

Dorreen Massey writes, “Places are processes.” We stumble into suburbs, cities, countries, and each time we leave, new interactions are being formed, new places are being experienced for the first time, and these exchanges move and flow with the ebb of time in constant motion. Just as we never cease to stop growing, places are continually being defined and redefined, …

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The Ugly and Virtuous

In A Sense of Place, 10. Placemaking by Eve1 Comment

When I’m in the 9th hour of a 15-hour flight, the moment I like to imagine the most is arriving at my destination and making my mark in a spotless place. I like to throw my watch on the clear counter by my bed in the AirBnb, sprawl out my makeup and toiletries in the bathroom, leave a pair of …

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Anonymous Temples

In A Sense of Place, 9. Placelessness by Eve1 Comment

To avoid the heat in Osaka in mid July, I took an early turn into a shaded street and stumbled into an old temple that resembled many others I had seen. Beautiful courtyards stretched out into geometries of squares and rectangles, a running water basin lay in the corner, many pairs of shoes sat outside tall wooden sliding doors, pebbles …

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Tulou Fortress

In A Sense of Place, 8. The Vernacular Landscape by Eve1 Comment

Towards the end of his article on “Places,” John B. Jackson closes with an excerpt from what was originally a speech by Dolf Steinberg. He writes, “…Whether it is an automobile or motorcycle or bus or subway, whether road or rail, these objects belong no less than do dwelling and workshop or factory to a complete overcoming of the sense …

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In A Sense of Place, 7. Sprawl and New Urbanism by Eve1 Comment

The only difference between the American suburb and the Australian are the lizards, but this difference alone is enough to separate the continents beyond distance. I’ve had the pleasure of living in both, and surprisingly, I detested neither. I’ll begin with Minnesota, because it requires the least amount of explaining. From the years 16 to 18, I lived in the …

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Quinoa is Quinoa

In A Sense of Place, 6. Shock of the New by Eve2 Comments

Modern architecture to me is much like the over eager girl in the “Gotham Gym” sweatshirt in the line at Whole Foods who ruins all health foods. To her, quinoa and hemp seeds seem to represent something more than a grain– there’s a lifestyle attached, a certain way of being that reads like a mirage within the boring realities of …

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Miao to the People

In A Sense of Place, 5. Visions of Utopia by Eve2 Comments

Not surprisingly, the tension between science and humanity continues to thrive. What is more resonant: the ideas and theories of the powerful, or the lives and experiences and feelings of the normal man and woman? I admire Jane Jacobs’ tenacity and courage to challenge the impenetrable fortresses of “the abstract logic of a few men.” In “Downtown is for People,” …

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Art Piece or Nature

In A Sense of Place, 4. The Social Life of Places by Eve2 Comments

An hour and a half drive away is the Storm King Art Centre in Mountainville, New York. The open-air museum seems more like a park than a gallery, but the various sculptures scattered throughout the area serve as subtle reminders that the place is one for viewing. Despite the presence of a ticket vendor, one is never quite sure when …

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Chopstick Spaces

In A Sense of Place, 2. The Spirit of Place by Eve1 Comment

Shuijinfang is not a particularly excellent Sichuan-style restaurant in the suburbs of Northern Sydney. But its crescent moon-shaped doors, ever playing Teresa Teng CDs, and generous use of peppercorns make it authentic to my parents and their friends, and so my childhood Saturday dinners were spent telling stories around big communal tables with my family and their frequent guests, slurping …

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Tokyo Armpit

In A Sense of Place, 1. The Experience of Place by Eve2 Comments

My Katsudon is delicious. But I eat it fast because this restaurant only seats eight people at a time, and I can feel the eyes of starving waiting salary men burning into my skull, although they are too polite to show it. Zuicho is a family run, counter only restaurant nestled inside an unsuspecting alleyway in the Harajuku neighborhood of …