Daniel Silberfaden, my senior in Argentina, passed away suddenly. I can’t believe it, he invited me to Argentina in 2012, and in 2014 I invited him to Japan. We signed an agreement with the University of Palermo, where he was the head of the department, and we talked about architecture in depth. In Japan, I saw the cruise ship terminal and a lot of architecture, but he said he liked the alleys of Kagurazaka the best. I lost one important person.
Yolanda Hadid created some supermodels in New York and was also a supermodel herself. I finished watching a semi-documentary that specially trains five pairs of parents and children aiming for a next-generation super model in Manhattan for 10 weeks taught by Yolanda. There were 10 of those videos but I saw them all in two nights. Hadid’s teachings are strict. She says what she has to say, and listens to any objections to her teaching. And she hugs and gently guides the frustrated children. This taught me a lot.
Ray Oldenburg’s masterpiece “Third Place” was written in 1989. A third place is an informal place of public life, such as a French cafe or a British pub. And it is said that it has decreased to one-third in the United States from the postwar period to the present. It is said that Americans no longer drink alcohol in public places. Certainly, I had never seen a place like a cup of coffee (whether coffee or alcohol) on my way home from college in the United States around this time (although it was in Los Angeles). It would be dangerous if there was such a place. In Japan, there are many small cafes around my house these days, and my spouse often goes out with books she wants to read. However, the important thing about the third place is not to create a world of one person but to talk to someone else in such a place.
An old friend of mine, Mrs. B of the A University Hospital, was learning to sing Utai in my neighborhood, and on her way home, she delivered a book that I had wanted to read. Unfortunately, my spouse and I were not there, and the book was hanging in a paper bag on the door handle. The shared knowledge of an architect and a doctor is cooking, so please keep me posted on exciting books.
The other day, when I talked to some people from Nikken, I asked them if they were going to work on the Imperial Hotel, and they said “partly,” but I was surprised when they announced the perspective of Mr. Tane’s “Jewel of the Orient” as a design architect. I guess Nikken is becoming more and more a company that doesn’t do (or is not expected to do) design