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The Ultimate Alpine & Tuscan Adventure

Where we will be via Google Maps.   Thanks to my girlfriend for plugging all of this information in! I can’t believe it, we leave in the morning!

I found these great blogs and architecture sites while searching for places to travel in Italy.

One of my favorite blogs to reference is Italy beyond the Obvious. What do you know? The post I read today is about biking in Italy. Tempismo Perfetto! A past post I’ve enjoyed talks about hot spots in Milano.  

To make sure I visit Aldo Rossi Architecture the online architecture guide, MiMoa, has been wonderful. 
This couple has been kissing around Ubria.
Here is a list of more hot Italian blogs I’ve been wandering through.
 
Ah, and if we need a night in to watch Architecture lying somewhere here is the Sam Mockbee Film online!
A closer view.
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About Me Food & Exercise

TRI like a Girl!

What a slogan for two girls competing in their first Triathlon!  My best friend came to cheer Allison and I on as we prepared for Saturday’s Sprint Splash N’ Spin in Morgantown, WV. It was a great weekend and we finished five minutes faster than each of us estimated our time to be!

We started out the weekend by meeting at our hotel and then quickly took off to eat burritos at Black Bear.

I’d say the spinach, rice and bean burritos I ate with a handful of chips and salsa was a good combination for my race the next morning. I was worried it may be too heavy, but by the 9am start time, I was fine. A combination of hydrating well the day before and a race breakfast of peanut butter bread and banana, gave me enough energy for my race.

A race highlight for me was that we got to have our numbers written on our arm and leg. My age was written on the back of my leg, and my race number on my arm.

A few race blunders happened before we even had time to set our bikes into the transition stall. First, I got us lost getting to the race and we arrived only 40 minutes to our race time. We were supposed to be there an hour early, and even having been to a race meeting at the same place the night before, I was able to get us lost again. Then, I lost my goggles. They were found later, later than when I began swimming, in a t-shirt box in the registration area. Allison just had to throw her goggles at me when she jumped out of the pool right before I started.

I keep looking on the I Play Outside to see our individual event splits but they are not up as of this Monday morning yet. However, there are some great photos that  covered the race, the foggy morning starts and then the hot afternoon progression. Our start times were not seeded, but Allison and I did begin one heat after another. Perhaps it was organized by the timing in which we signed up for the triathlon?

We put on our numbers, got ready on the pool deck and Allison went in first. She was the first person in her heat to jump out and complete her 5 laps! Someone later commented to her that she was part fish! She had a great swim time and I was so proud of her.

Swimming that early, even if the water was cold, was wonderful. The sun was just coming up, I could see rays hitting to bottom. It was so much nicer than swimming at Bark Camp where I could not see a few feet in front of me while training. The race was run so smoothly, so well. The mood on the pool deck was calm and organized. A volunteer sat at the end of the pool counting your laps with you, which made racing a lot easier. When I began this race, after the pool whistle was sounded, I just began swimming. I have never raced in water and the swimming was my weakest event. But, I finished it, with only one flip turn, probably a lap of back stroke, and the rest breast stroke. I only hit my lane partner once, and thankfully she did not seem to mind later when I apologized.

The  biking was tough because I had not been able to ride the race course and I was not able to judge how far I was going before the turn around. The way out seemed to be mostly up hill. There was no one around me, no one to push me, so every time I saw a slightly up hill portion I tried to push it to that point. I am really eager to see what my 11 mile time was. I passed Allison on my way out, on her way back in. We passed again for the run. The run was my best event. I was by this time used to the jelly legs I have when jumping off a bike to go running. Even though the sun was hot by this time, I took the 5K race at my pace, following the even bike trail, which again I imagined more up hill on the way out than on the return. That part of the race went fast. On my way back to the finish after the turn around, I opened my stride, enjoyed the Morgantown art park signs, gave words of encouragement to those runners headed out, and finished strong. I felt great!

Allison, #112, finished in 112.09! I, #127, finished in 117.?? something! When we finished we waited around to congratulate others in our heat, we sat on the sunny hill and drank powerade. We moved to the shady trees to rest for a while and then all of a sudden it was 1 o’clock.

We checked how our race times compared to other heats and when we left Allison was 3rd in our age group, I was 6th! Overall she got 72nd, and I 107th. Very good. I was impressed that we estimated five minutes slower than our actual time! It is hard to believe that 10 weeks of training went by so quickly. Allison and I are talking about what the next goal should be. We have enjoyed the comrade of training together. I have a honeymoon that this training will help me with. I will think of her while climbing the alps with my husband. When I return we will determine how to keep in shape over a snowy winter!

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About Me Food & Exercise

Sprinters, Splashers & Spinners… it is time!

What has two hundred, sixty-three participants, involves fitting your head in a tiny red cap, and promotes racing through Morgantown? Why it’s the 2010 Sprint Splash N’ Spin!

My good friend and I have completed ten weeks of training, as shown by my refrigerator calendar.

We averaged exercising at least three times a week, which among work and social weekends fit in with no room to spare.

After three months of training, biking countless miles around our Ohio town, running the bike trail from end to end, and finding a different pool to swim laps in, we are ready to compete.

We found four different places to swim while training.  The Wellness Center in Wheeling, The YMCA of Wheeling, Memorial Park pool if we were feeling lucky on middle school night that we wouldn’t have to dodge teenagers the entire time, and the lake at Bark Camp.  The lake allowed us to train for all three events last Saturday, August 21st. We swam, changed into our biking clothes, took off in the rain for a fifty minute ride and then concluded the day with a 20 minute run. We think training on our hills will give us an advantage for this race that is mainly over a rail trail.

There are three of us together for the weekend. Two of us competing, and the third gal, my best friend, (who just started her own blog) will be there to motivate and inspire our competition edge. She may even make a hot pink sign.

I am looking forward to writing my number in marker on my arm.  This will be my first sprint Triathlon on my own and today I have mixed feelings of nervousness and excitement. Now, it is time to go find a big salad with spinach for lunch.

I thought hanging this second place metal over my rear view mirror would give my training partner a kick. We won these metals on a triathlon team together in April and I thought it would bring us good luck or at least smiles while we are on our drive down there today.

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About Me Architecture Resolutions

Traveling Thoughts

On my drive to work today a friend and I discussed progress and balance. How do you judge your progress? Is it accomplishing your daily plan you set out for yourself each morning? Is it taking the time to accomplish your resolutions, exercising more, knowing what you eat, doing something creative everyday? Is it knowing what makes you happy? I know that writing, drawing, reading, traveling, attending lectures and deep conversations make me happy. So, why is it that in the pathway to progress my tedious work gets in the way? I love design work when I can dream of how to make someone’s living space more efficient, more beautiful and usable for them. I enjoy making three-d models, choosing local and sustainable materials, and presenting my findings. I enjoy searching for inspiration and then adapting it to my use.

My friend and I discuss the fun things and why these things are sometimes left to last, after the running around appeasing meetings, instead of focusing on the tasks that we know make us feel we measure up. Maybe it is the way we perceive what we should be doing, or hope of ourselves to accomplish. When the day turns out differently we need to focus on what we did accomplish and not judge ourselves negatively on what we did do. It is about having the confidence to know you did your best, and your best is different from what you thought it may be in the beginning.

I took half an hour to write this morning on the image below and let my mind wander.

Architecture Inspiration

Outpost, Olson Kundig Architects in Architectural Record

Designed for an artist and designer, this house in rural Idaho uses rectilinear forms and simple materials to create an elegant, spare composition. Worked on haltingly over a protracted, 10-year development period as the owner negotiated with zoning boards, both at her previous home and the new one, the design was pared down further and further until only essential elements remained. Built to withstand the extreme changes in temperature in this harsh region, the house’s steel frame, concrete-block exterior, and interior exposed wooden joists all portray the design’s toughness and show the means of construction in their roughest form. Eleven-foot-high walls extend out from the house to create a long garden, where the client has planted rosebushes, grapevines, and fruit trees. (text from Architectural Record)

This projects reminds me of Carlo Scarpa, who built busy concrete volumes over Italy’s country side. In the Brion Cemetery Scarpa uses the concrete form to step over a still pond, invite you into a door, and cover the dead. He raises an altar and glazes tile on two interlocking circles made of thin shadows against the venetian sky, and bordering landscape slits.

My husband and I will be traveling to Switzerland and Italy in 16 days! For our month-long honeymoon we will be flying into Zürich, hiking the alps 4-8 miles per day from mountain town to town, taking a train into Italy ten days later, heading to the east coast to see Scarpa’s Brion Cemetery and Venice, traveling by train to Bologna and nearby cities, hopping on the train again to get to Florence for an evening before renting bikes to ride the Chianti hills of Tuscany. Our trip will end in Cinque  Terre before flying out of Milan. We’ve put a lot of research into our trip, setting aside time for Italy dates every week or so for the past few months.

Thinking about Italy, architecture, inspiration, my work, travel, a new language, the happiness project along with my resolutions and continuing to train for the Sprint, Splash N’ Spin this weekend has left me in a full state of mind wanting to write more about the balance I am to be maintaining. It is a good thing I have a month in Europe to reevaluate and write. I think we all need a break in monotonous days of work, work, work, and cleaning the house. We all need to take an hour for lunch to sit by the river and be quiet.

Did anyone see Mockbee’s PBS special last night? I haven’t seen it yet.

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Italy, India, Indonesia

If a picture is worth one thousand words, why is a motion picture always missing something? Monday night was girls night out to see Eat Pray Love. I enjoyed the movie and wondered why it received unfavorable reviews, why it left one person praying for it to end? I read the book when it came out four years ago and was glad to have some background knowledge on Elizabeth Gilbert. While the movie tried to place her quickly in marriage, the book left me with a more desperate feeling of Liz crying on the bathroom floor, more frustrated in stagnant life to leave it. The movie picked up as we shared in the first views of Italy. The bridge scene looked like something more from Florence than Rome, but she was in Rome by  sun down.

The two-hour film was enjoyable, Liz finding a group of friends in Italy, running the streets to learn language with your body, tripping over the t’s, rolling the r’s. She found a balance of people to be thankful for as she filled up on food. The food in the book tasted better, or maybe the book described eating more often, and more enjoyably than I saw in a simple spaghetti plate with basil. In the book I was more in Elizabeth’s mind, instead of watching her from my Napoli window. Elizabeth Gilbert had more dialogue with herself, the voices in her head, and when she overcame her relationships, found balance in meditation, so did I.

Before Elizabeth left for her year-long trip, four months to eat in Italy, four months to pray in India, and four to close out the year in Bali, Indonesia, we got a glimpse into why. Her travel box was a collection of maps, notes and starfish. It was a point at which she stopped walking down the American sidewalk, stopped in her tracks, and began to wonder what life would be like if she lived each day reaching for what amazed her. Within the first few scenes of Italy, Elizabeth finds herself laughing in a barber shop, learning the social problem of Americans, that an American doesn’t know how to enjoy doing nothing well at all. Ah, but Italians do- smiles, loudness, bluntness, finding desert in business man packed cafes, eating pizza with a girlfriend, watching soccer in the piazza, then buying bigger jeans to fit it all in. Elizabeth curls up one late evening with her asparagus and sunset on a thin pink rug in her flat and considers just this.

Just at this cozy point we are shifted to busy,  stranded, starved, filthy streets, through all of these pan-slamming passage ways of India to an Ashram Shrine. It is here in the book that she begins to release her guilt, release herself from expectancies of the tight rope, straight line, straight-laced marriage agreements her husband and she held up for one another under vows. We sense that in the touching moments she spends with her new-found friend from Texas, up on the rooftop as morning comes to the Ashram.

Then, we ride through the Bali rice fields, the palm forests planted in successive years many years ago. The cinema photography is beautiful here, among the palm tree silhouettes. She has come here to love herself and ends up finding love that is opening, surprising and out on a limb sort of trusting. It is unconventional, she takes the advice of Ketut, balancing more than she sought out to.

The movie is at the pace of the book. It is slow in the most enjoyable way. You can’t find yourself quickly, and the journey you set out for will be different from what you expect. But, isn’t that is the point of reaching?

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Water World

Water World

The gray world, the inside of a palm

cupping the surface of a still pool

a world of water enclosing on me

it’s seeking victim

dive in, surrounded by something unnatural

this buoyant liquid I find my time through

sift into and become entranced with

like the willow tree’s soft arms

hairy branches at the bayou covered in moss

curly angel hair

the world when I was a child

only as large as I could see.

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Architecture Building Sustainably Community

Rural Studio, One of my Favorites

 

Sam Mockbee, the architect who worked with Auburn University to create Rural Studio is highlighted this month with a new film airing on PBS. The Butterfly House is shown above.

As architecture in the computerized world comes farther from hands on experience, Mockbee taught his students not only how to construct, but that the profession of architecture could be a humane endeavor to aid the human spirit. 

In the rural setting of Hale County, Alabama, students have worked over the last seventeen years to try and create a better life for residents who would otherwise not have the ability to live in architecture. 

PBS runs, Citizen Architect: Samuel Mockbee, on August 23rd, a film I cannot wait to see. Zack Mortice writes a full article here covering this and the life work of Samuel Mockbee.  

  

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Easy to go Green Building Products

Solarbord, and DensShield Tile Backer. These two easy products are in most construction projects where you need OSB sheathing or moisture resistant board below tile. Easy to be green here.

Looking for plywood that is formaldehyde free? Look local and find that Columbia Forest’s PureBond Plywood can be found at cabinet makers as close as Moundsville Wv. My friend who hosts her own blog at Chemallergy.blogspot, tipped me off about finding this plywood at Gouldsberry Cabinet Shop or Leewood Products.

Get into all of these cabinets with Rocky Mountain Hardware. I looked into the company after reading in my latest Architectural Record that advertised hardware with 90% Recycled Content  50%  Post-Consumer Content(!) & 40% Pre-Consumer Content.

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Building Sustainably Environmental

A Solar Dish and Green Home Show

That sounds like something I could serve at a Green Home Show.

But, it’s not.  I’ve recently heard about this concept, a solar dish, while I was sitting at a wedding reception table. A guy from Boston works for a company making these, and I thought the concept was such a neat one that I had to look one up.

I’ve also recently been reading Biomimicry which talks about the surface of a leaf’s structure, how conducive the shape is to trapping energy, and it seemed to reflect the same idea’s this concave dish is trying to catch.

Also check out the Pittsburgh’s Green Home and Living Show that will be held this October.

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How an Architect can help you See

How an Architect can help you See

What did I do all day yesterday? I worked on an image for a client, developing a model in Sketchup, and created a three-dimensional building that I superimposed in a mountainous, old main street somewhere in West Virginia. It took me about two days to do.

The next thing to do is to begin rendering it. My husband has a saying about rendering… it’s coloring when you do it for fun, rendering when you get paid to do it.

Then, I woke up this morning dreaming about a bathroom renovation. I have started an Interiors Division within my firm that focuses on Sustainability. Having a lot of green research under my belt, and continuing to try to fit low VOC, reused, upcycled, local materials, labor and products, I have been itching to apply my ideas somewhere. Then, all of a sudden, I am hired!

I am renovating three existing bathrooms in one house. The home has an open, light and airy floor plan downstairs. Nice yellow colors with cobalt blue accents, large pillar candles sit on the kitchen table tucked behind a couch. The first bathroom is downstairs. The second and third are upstairs, with the slanted roof that feels like you’ve just walked into a bird’s house atop a tree. It is a little low, a little darker, so I am starting with an idea of opening the upstairs with light, and using the bathroom renovations to do so. I love being inspired by House Beautiful so I began to go through some of their bathroom photos and here is what I’ve come up with.

The client wants natural materials, and cannot decide if the two small bathrooms should be combined into one or stay as two with the option of being able to open up one to the other. Pocket doors, opaque windows, open truss ceilings with skylights or mirrors could do that. A funky light fixture or a sconce to brighten a corner could pull the focus to different places in the small rooms. Pedestal sinks with a continuous cantilever shelf above, fixtures that look like furniture, old stand alone tubs, open cabinetry, or a small armoire for storage. Updating a bathroom is an opportunity to introduce low-flow plumbing fixtures as well. I am going to propose a before and after water bill comparison.

Where do you go for inspiration on projects? This dreaming stage is the most critical and the most fun. It is a small portion of what it takes to renovate, but is the direction of the project. The design idea should initiate enthusiasm to carry forward and prompt construction to complete it!