Large-scale abstract paintings that recall networks, maps, and schematic diagrams—and with each subsequent viewing can become anything at all.
In Mumbai, paltry regulation means hundreds of new skyscrapers bring more lows than highs. Photographs of new construction, with titles named after the buildings’ advertising slogans.
Giant Chinese pigeons, Scarlett Johansson’s daughter, and deliberately un-green urban living: What to expect from London, Los Angeles, and Moscow in 2040, 2070, and 2100.
This summer in Manhattan, it was important to wait in line for an hour to see light designed by James Turrell. Many bought the hype. Many were angry afterward.
Foliage bursting into living rooms. Houses floating in trees. Dynamic paintings of how natural and built spaces invade one another.
Micro-living is no longer just for the very poor and the very bohemian. But how much space do we really deserve? Tracking down the minimum square-footage below which no one should be forced to endure.
As we progress from smartphones to smart toasters, our things are becoming increasingly connected. Soon they’ll be on Facebook alongside us. From there, it’s only a few steps to tactful beds.
London’s evolution is measured in centuries, not years. But when half of the city’s new abodes go to foreign buyers—frequently as third or fourth homes—who’s steering the design? Assessing Battersea’s return from 30 years in the desert, just in time for a brand new American embassy.
The sign industry is making a comeback, restoring brush and paint into our contemporary landscape of sameness. From the new book Sign Painters, portraits of America’s best sign painters and their work, with an essay by artist (and former sign painter) Ed Ruscha.
When “small batch” equals big dollars and one-person companies are supported by corporate-size websites, is “hand-made” what we think it is? A report from North America’s largest consumer craft fair, where the competition for puppet dollars is intense.
The post-post-apocalyptic cityscape will see houses built in hammocks, and neighborhoods bound by chains. If you’ve ever felt that urban living depends on a wing and a prayer, welcome home.
From Schwarzkopf’s boots to traffic cones, the federal government’s official color palette—yes, it has one—controls much of what we see. An investigation into how America elects to paint itself.