#fictional architecture

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Architecture firm: Hassan Ragab 🇪🇬

Location: Fictional

Tools used: Midjourney

Principal architect: Hassan Ragab

Visualization: Hassan Ragab

Design year: 2022

Status: Concept - Design

Typology: Future Architecture

Hassan Ragab: The current global creative scene is in an ongoing debate about artistic authenticity and ownership. However, I find a great freedom in using Ai text to image generators. The new tools are providing a medium of freedom. Freedom from physicality, from functionality and from modules. With the current limitations of said tools (being only able to generate 2d images) and as we still have some time for those tools to make their leap into the 3d world, I find great enjoyment in solely focusing on exploring visions of fantasy architecture. On the one hand it’s a good training to understand and learn prompt crafting, and on the other hand it’s a great way to expand our imagination and challenge art and architecture as we formerly knew. It includes us in the unprecedented creative context where we can quickly and continuously develop our concepts/ideas while also mixing and connecting our thoughts in ways we could have never imagined.

While I had no intention of approaching the art nouveau style in creating “Feathers Architecture”. I believe the organic elements which were used in the prompts led to a similar style. Rather than giving wings to the buildings I was more interested in the integration of feathers with the architectural façade as means of a novel way of ornamentation. To achieve said results I was keen on using Midjourney. Unlike other Ai text to image prompts like DallE2 and Stable Diffusion, Midjounrey works really well with more artistic concepts as most of its models favor beauty over photorealism, which makes it a very handy tool for mixing fantasy with architecture.

#Travelingwithoutmoving ⭕️

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Soundtrack: Abla Deme Lazım Olur by Lalalar

𝙼𝚏 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚜 🆎𝚘𝚟𝚎

[leucisticpuffin]

In case anyone wants to know what the house in "we will make this place our home" looks like: here you go.

Front, rear and side elevations.

The house is mediaeval in origin, although it has been altered and added to many times over the centuries (the most recent addition being the orangery). It was held for many years by the Therinde family before it was bequeathed to Feanor in the early 1900s.

Floor plans:

The ground floor (first floor for Americans):

Key locations on this floor include the grand entrance hall; the kitchen; and the library, in which many secrets may be found (not least the entrance to a secret reading room).

The first floor:

This is where Elrond and Elros' room can be found, as well as Maedhros' study, Maglor's music room, and the little storeroom where Elrond found the doll's house.

The second floor:

Apart from Maedhros and Maglor's rooms in the West Wing, this floor is unused. The rest of the bedrooms remain untouched, their doors locked. Elrond and Elros haven't had much chance to explore here.

Finally, the attic, reached via a narrow spiral staircase:

Most of the attic is used for storage, though a few of the pokey bedrooms which once housed the manor's servants remain. The old nursery is also up here, but Feanor objected to having his children sleep in the attic with bars on their window, so it was turned into a playroom.

Thus concludes our tour of Formenos Manor; feel free to visit the gift shop on your way out.

[theresidentaliennerd]

What are the seven wonders of your world? Engineering edition (I plan on doing a natural version too)

The Great Palace of Aqrea. Made of black marble with bird and fish motifs and decorated with jewels and copper, the building itself most resembles the Imperial Palace of Japan. The outer gardens are expansive and the four inner courtyards each have a fountain in the center.

The Canyon Shrine. An open air shrine to the Empress and Emperor of the Aqrean Pantheon. Literally hovers above the canyon. Major site of pilgrimage.

Vuloria Alastoria Filia Adoratae. A tomb dedicated to the youngest daughter of Vuloria Xanderai, an empress. This monument is decorated with entirely green materials, reportedly the daughter's favorite daughter, except for the memorial plaque which is in the traditional white. It is venerated as a reminder of progress (she died due to a now non existent disease) and a monument to a mother's love for her children.

Second City of Vuloria. First off planet settlement, located on their moon. Considered rustic and isolated, even by their current standards, but no longer primitive. The reason it's considered a wonder of the world is the difference in ground made architecture difficult.

The Commutatio Regio. A giant marketplace exclusively for trade. People come to watch the bustle and the neat, orderly flow of the crowds as numbers regularly approach the tens of millions inside at once.

The Legislis Locus. The building of lawmaking for the entire empire. This is where empire wide trials and laws are decided, as well as matters solely for the planet of Aqrea.

The Ruins of Royah. The first oceanic settlement

[humanoidhistory]

Julian Krupa, 1939.

[hayden-christensen]

GALAXIES OPERA HOUSE, CORUSCANT 19BBY | Star Wars: Episode III - Revenge of the Sith (2005) 9ABY | The Mandalorian - Chapter 19: The Convert (2023)

[tohakumaru]

a compilation of 7 standalone-builds (excl. ones that are amalgamations).

i thought we're due for one of these very long compilation posts, as it has been a while now since Nowhere came into the world. it all began with a very small project called KTTKT A9, an abbreviation for Khu Tập Thể Khương Thượng A9, which is Somewhere in Hanoi, Vietnam. one of these days, it might also go to nowhere, together with my grandparents and everything that anchored my dreams. when that happens maybe i will grow wings and fly away from back pains, spreadsheets, and all these logistics concerns that wake me up in the morning.

as always, i am so very thankful for everyone who's ever dropped by to see this blog. you're wonderful people and i hope you'll have a peaceful new year.

[marlynnofmany]

The Good Perch

“You would think,” Captain Sunlight said drily, “That a spaceport organized enough to have a whole section for courier ships would have a more visible labeling system.”

“Yeah, really,” I agreed with a frown at the small sign marking our ship’s berth. The thing was barely ankle-height and a thin font. Not even a bright color; it hardly stood out from the pavement in its gray-and-black subtlety. With all the spacefarers parading past in a rainbow of body types and clothing styles, not to mention the equally wild spaceships everywhere, those signs were easy to miss. I asked the captain, “Have you been here before? Is this normal, or did the wrong person take charge of designing things?”

“It’s been a while,” said Captain Sunlight, crossing her scaly arms. “I don’t recall this being a problem before. But I suspect our wayward client is still wandering the walkways looking for us.”

“Normally I’d say our ship would stand out, but the visibility’s not great for that either.” Lemon-shaped spaceships with foldable solar sails were pretty uncommon. The one parked behind us would have been easy to spot from a distance if not for the larger ships looming close on either side. These berths were too close together.

Captain Sunlight pulled her phone out of a belt pouch. “Still says they’re on the way.”

“Maybe we need to scoot forward a bit?” I suggested. “Make the ship easier to see?” I stepped up to the walkway for a better look at the view from there.

This turned out to give someone else a better view of me.

“Hey, person who climbs things!” called a cheerful voice. “Come help me brace this.”

After a confused half-second, I located the speaker on top of the gray-brown ship next to ours. I realized with a start that this wasn’t the first time our ships had been parked side-by-side. “Hey, Acorn!” I called back. “Are you waiting for clients too?”

“We were,” the fellow courier called back, waving something that looked like a wrench. She herself still looked like a baboon crossed with a crocodile. “Now it’s time for errands and maintenance, and this needs fixing before we get back into space. Care to give me a hand? Everybody else is either busy or too much of a coward to get up this high.”

“Sure thing!” I said with a glance at Captain Sunlight, who was waving me on. “What’s the best way up?”

Acorn directed me to a row of handholds on the other side of the ship, which made for a nice easy climb. A pity her crewmates didn’t appreciate heights; the spaceport was a beautiful, chaotic sprawl of color from here. And the top of the ship was flat enough to feel plenty safe.

“Welcome to the good perch,” Acorn said, offering me a wrench. “It’s a very exclusive club. Can you hold this part in place so I can adjust that?”

“Absolutely,” I told her. “This end, right? Wait, got it.” I actually had no idea what this open panel was for, but I like to think I hid it well. The job was a simple one with two of us. I could see how it would have been awkward with just one, though. I wondered if she’d resorted to using her feet to hold things in place. I sure would have.

“Got it!” she said. “Now to close it all up. I knew that would be quick.”

I removed the wrench. “What’s the saying? More hands means less work?”

“Makes sense to me. Though by that logic, your friend there could get everything done by himself.”

I looked down to see that Mur had joined Captain Sunlight, in all his many-tentacled squidlike glory. “He probably could, actually. Though I don’t know how he is with heights.”

“Well, no need to share the good perch,” Acorn announced, snapping the panel shut. She spread her arms. “Look at this panorama!”

“It is a nice one! I was just thinking that. What kind of ship is that blobby green one over there? I haven’t seen it before.”

Acorn stood up for a better look. “I think it’s a Waterwill design?”

“That makes sense.” I got to my feet too, glad the ship we stood on wasn’t one of the shiny racer models. Those were much too slippery to make good sightseeing towers.

Not that Acorn seemed bothered either way. She probably would have found grippy shoes somewhere and run up the side just to prove she could. Her appreciation for climbing had been a nice change the first time I ran into her, and was no different now, given how much time I spent among alien crewmates who didn’t have tree-swinging monkeys in their family trees.

“That ship looks like it would make an excellent climbing structure,” she said, pointing at a pink model with grooves along the sides. “Pity it belongs to a security force who are likely to be uptight about such things.”

I laughed. “Isn’t that always the way of it? There’s a police station in my hometown with a roof that slopes down to meet a very climbable wall, and you have no idea how tempting it looked. Well. Maybe you know.”

She definitely understood, and we spent an enjoyable few minutes talking about which buildings and spaceships looked like the most fun to climb.

Then I spotted someone wandering from one berth marker to the next, looking both lost and a little nearsighted, and I had a suspicion that I’d found our missing client. This was a fellow human wearing the kind of drapey clothes that spoke of dignity and no little wealth. Her expression was exactly the kind I’d wear if I had to deal with those hard-to-read signs long enough to be late.

“Hey Captain!” I called down to Sunlight. “Is that her?” I pointed.

Captain Sunlight hurried forward with her phone out, matching the look of the person with an image there.

Yup. Called it.

Acorn chuckled while the pair of them exchanged greetings and complaints about the station layout. “Nice one. The wisdom of the heights strikes again. Do they need you down there now?”

“Probably,” I said. “Actually not yet, this package is a small one. Mur’s got it.” As I spoke, Mur pushed a hovercart forward with a box on it liberally covered in “fragile” stickers. It had a carrying handle on the top, which it had come with, and rubber bumpers on every corner, which Paint had added just to be safe. All precautions had been taken.

“Oh good,” Acorn said. “Then enjoy the view with me a little longer.” She bent to pull something from the toolbag’s side pocket. “Top-of-the-tree snack?”

“Are those the ones you’re named for?” I asked, remembering a conversation the last time I’d seen her. Translations being what they were, her name meant a similar nut from her homeworld. It had been an amusing conversation, since we were both named after things found in trees. She didn’t know what a robin was, but once I explained it, she claimed to have met a number of people back home with similar names.

“Yes, the salted version,” Acorn said, opening the bag. “I recall these were on the safe list for your species.”

“Safe and tasty,” I agreed. “Thank you.” I accepted a handful of alien acorns and marveled quietly at how universal salt was on snacks. Well, for some species. I don’t think Waterwills or Strongarms were that into overly salty food in general. Probably for slug-like reasons. Eggskin the medic would know. I should ask him later.

Acorn peered over the other side of the ship. “Ohh, Riverbrook’s wearing his goofy helmet. I owe him some acoustics since he played that loud music while I was working.” She crouched, peering down at a crewmate who had just emerged. With care, she selected a nut from the bag. “Think you can thwack him from here?” The grin she threw over her shoulder was full of teeth.

I joined her at the edge. “I like my odds.”

The crewmate was one of those people made of crystals instead of flesh. I forget the species name. Very interesting to look at, and unlikely to be hurt by a high velocity acorn no matter where it hit. The helmet was golden, shiny, and probably a fashion statement of some kind.

“First we throw, then we hide.”

“Got it.”

“One, two, throw!”

Ping! Ping!

“Ow, what was — Acorn, is this yours?!”

We both giggled in childlike glee, just out of sight.

“No thanks, you can have it!” Acorn called back.

“I’m going to put this in your fruit drink next mealtime.”

“Good luck with that!”

I nodded. “Ah, a prank war. A noble pursuit.”

“See, you get it.” Acorn offered me more nuts.

I took them and made myself more comfortable. “I don’t suppose you know what a rattlesnake is?”

“Nope.”

“Then let me tell you about the time I got Trrili — the big scary Mesmer on my ship — with a classic prank from Earth.”

“Oh, do tell!”

I didn’t have to get back to my ship for a few minutes yet, which left plenty of time for more anecdotes and snacks on the good perch.

~~~

The ongoing backstory adventures of the main character from this book. More to come! And I am currently drafting a sequel!

[zgasly]

Imagine the world if there was a game where you build and lead a tovoxran mining colony on an alien planet, where every game month you must pay an ore/raw material tax (send some amount of refined ore) to the empire or else you get consequences

[gyossaith]

H. R. Giger

[smash-or-pass-objects]

Request: the house from house of leaves

[totallynotaboutfood]

Antaeus by Marcel Deneuve

[tygerland]

Heinz Schulz-Neudamm Metropolis. 1926.

[itsfullofstars]

Paul Rudolph's Burroughs Wellcome building in North Carolina - a lost brutalist masterpiece - demolished just last year

a major location in Douglas Trumbull's troubled sci-fi film, BRAINSTORM

[humanoidhistory]

Blade Runner promotional pic.

[global-twilight]

Monolithic Cities II - More Pastel Brutalism

[inakialistelizarralde]

Floorplan of the main bridge of the USS Enterprise NCC-1701-D from the TV series STAR TREK: The Next Generation.

This is a hand drawn floorplan, made in scale, coloured with colour pencils and with full details of furniture, fabric, timbers and complements... . My book "BEHIND THE SCREENS" (ISBN code: 179721943X) is already in bookstores. . If you are interested in a handmade original or other prints visit my store on ETSY or iCanvas: https://www.etsy.com/shop/TVFLOORPLANSandMORE https://www.icanvas.com/canvas-art-prints/artist/tv-floorplans-more Or write me to ializar@hotmail.com