Upstate New Yawk House

Approaching the problem of how to create 3 distinct zones with varying degrees of public and private spaces is never an easy task. Our office landed this small-scale home back in January and we've been dealing with different formal and programmatic issues ever since. There is an existing foundation on the site from which we established our structural grid from. This foundation is too small to support the house in its entirety and the clients wanted a degree of separation from the guest rooms. What we ended up with were three volumes. The two room volumes are very monolithic and heavy - with the auxiliary services cantilevered to the perimeter to add more open space. Juxtaposing these heavy volumes is a very light living area. This living zone is rendered in all glass with aluminum panels. Protruding through the thin roofline is a concrete fireplace. Because the topography allows us to, there are numerous concrete stairs that sculpt and carve through the land. The walls hold back the earth and the earth insulates the walls. Well enough "jargon" here's the eye candy.



He's here


910 and what of it?

Cheah ch ch ch ch cheaaaah. So i'm sitting at ILM right now boostin off the free internet signal. I arrived in town Thursday ayem around 10 or so last week. My mom picked me up and we immediatly went to Sweet and Savory [my favorite lunch / breakfast joint] - where I had some good Southern Soul Food. After that, I pretty much just sat on the beach and relaxed. Thursday night we went to the Bluepost where I thought it would be a good idea to drink $1 PBR from 8pm till 2am. Mr. Mitty, Jill, Kevin, Amanda, Sarah Belle, Sarah, Stacey and some other people sat around and got pretty wasted. I ended up crashing at Jills and awoke at 8am ready to go to the beach. I met Sarah at the beach and we got a bit of sun. Friday night I hung out with the 910 PCM kids. Drew, Matt, Justin, Shaun and Sarah all chilled out at the Soapbox and played pool, drank $2 tallboys and just goofed off. I awoke the next morning and immediatly was bummed by the presence of rain. The waves were going off and rolling in at a solid chest high face. So I went shopping because the water temp is still 62ยบ and this white boy is not going in that. I rolled by Sweetwater and Tony had some Send Help Dunks and some San Fran Gold Digga Air Trainers on CLEARANCE! I scooped them BOTH for $100. Keep in mind, both of these shoes go for well over $150 on ebay or at Supreme. It's pretty insane. After landing my new kicks, I rolled to Dr. Stylze on Market and picked up my 910 New Era hat. Much love for the 910. Saturday night was epic. It was my birthday at midnight and we all just hung out for a few hours at the Soapbox and clowned off. Kutler came and proceeded to get me drunk and Joi was there with Eddie. It's such a good feeling to have people all over the country who care for you. Sunday was spent at the beach with my bro Mike, getting sunburnt and just catching up. When we got back, we went out on my Dad's boat and went flying down the waterway. It's such a great feeling to have the warm wind blowing through your hair. Well, my flight's about to board, here are some picssssss



'nuff said


it begins

Finally, bloggin tha shit. This week I head out to the ennnn ceeeeee for a 5 day trip filled with sun, surf [hopefully] and cheap cheap cheap beer. Will post photos during the trip for anyone that might be remotely interested in my hometown. This weekend was intense. Friday night, we went to Sweet Ups for a beer, then to Union Pool and I ended the night at Enids with Jameson, Tina and Lucy. After a bunch of beer, I hopped back on Corb and headed home at 4:30 or so. The next morning, I awoke at 11 ish and prepared for the Dumbo Alleycat Race where I endured a constant pounding of my saddle from the cobblestone roads. About 100 people showed up and Jameson and I stuck it out for the full Manifest. Considering that I haven't been to Dumbo in over a year [I used to work for JPDA on Front and Jay] I was overwhelmed by the amount of gentrification that has taken place in the time passed. Jameson and I finished the Scramble and headed back to the city for the finish line. The race started at 3 ish and ran till about 6 - not sure how many miles we rode, but i'm feeling it today. Saturday night was the Cut party launching at Savaaaalaaaaaas. Where Drop the Lime, Syrup Girls and the Captain laced some molten shit that left people in a crunked daze and someone FINALLY threw down that Petey Pablo joint..... This one’s for North Carolina! c’mon and raise up Take your shirt off, and twist is ’round yo head Spin it like a helicopter Sunday was spent at Jameson's Greenpoint apt with about 12 cans of PBR and 2 guac burgers. Again overindulgencence is key to any good party. Till next time UNO