#killing architecture

[myfuckingbudapestmovie]

Killing Architecture, bored to Death: Demján's Lightbox @mupabudapest

Demján Lámpadoboza

Művészetek Palotája, or the Palace of Arts (Müpa) in Budapest, was the brainchild of Hungarian investor Demján Sándor. Opened in 2005, it was intended to be a cultural centerpiece on the Danube's bank, housing a concert hall, theatre, and the Ludwig Museum of contemporary art. However, for many, the building's aesthetics are a tough pill to swallow, earning it the nickname "Demján's Lightbox" in reference to its massive glass-and-steel façade that feels more corporate than creative.

With a budget as ambitious as Demján's vision, Müpa aimed to signal Budapest’s status as a major cultural hub. Its interior is certainly acoustically impressive, but from the outside, the structure's severe, boxy look lacks the warmth or spirit one might expect of a cultural venue. Minimalist in a way that some might call "numbingly functional," Müpa stands as an exercise in restrained opulence, proving that sometimes, big budgets yield less exciting results than one would hope.

Local critics have frequently pointed out that Müpa’s architecture, far from fostering a welcoming ambiance, leans toward the impersonal—more akin to an office building or an oversized shopping mall. It’s easy to see why the nickname "Demján's Lightbox" stuck; the façade floods with light after dark but still exudes a sterile quality, making it feel like an oversized showroom for modernist design.

Though some do appreciate its no-nonsense style and the functionality within, the building tends to leave an impression of missed opportunity. In trying to create a lasting cultural monument, Müpa may have missed the mark, standing instead as a monument to a distinctly corporate style.

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[themoonstonechronicler]

what a cool fish you've caught there lizzie! (click for quality, reblogs appreciated)

low quality zoom in on joel

[lion-writer]

Reincarnation Au where Kaveh and Alhaithem reincarnate into Aventurine and Ratio. Because I've seen a ton of comparisons between these two and Need a reincarnation Au badly.

They're so similar on a surface level, flamboyant blonde x tsundere scholar. Then you get deeper and realize just how different they are. Alhaitham is lazy, and doesn't care about others. While Ratio is passionate to a fault, he's dedicated his life to teaching, to spreading knowledge.

And on the other side, we have Kaveh and Aventurine, two blondes who have lived lives of tragedy, and have self esteem in the negatives but try to cover it up with a flamboyant attitude. We have Kaveh who binds himself to his ideals, suffering for their sake. While Aventurine is bound by others and by fate itself and as such isn't free to hold himself to such ideals.

But If they're so different, how do you get Kaveh and Alhaithem to become into Adventurine and Dr Ratio? You may ask. And the answer is quite simple. You just break them.

Once upon a time, there lived Kaveh, who lived with Alhaithem. And they were in love, not that most people were able to tell what with all the fighting. A lot of it was over Kaveh's bleeding heart, how he would sacrifice himself on the altar of his ideals. How he would give and give only to receive nothing but pain in return. And then one day Kaveh got sick, and died, slowly, painfully, and far too young, questioning if it had all been worth it.

After Kaveh dies, a month or a year, some amount of time later, a cure is found. And Alhaithem recognizes the researcher who developed the cure, maybe they asked for his advice only to be shutdown, or they had submitted their research application while he was grand sage only for it to sit on his desk for a month and get rejected. Maybe nothing would have changed had he helped them, but possibly a cure would have been discovered quicker. And that possibility haunts Alhaithem, that maybe had he cared, maybe if he tried to help, maybe Kaveh would still be there. But maybes won't bring the dead back to life.

Thus in another life we have Aventurine, who can't quite remember why he tried to do the right thing, but knows that it has been his downfall before. He has two lifetimes of evidence as that proves that loving something is the best way to lose it. But still, no matter how hard he tries, he can't help but care. At the very least, with this heart of stone he's tried his best to create, he feels closer to that voice he doesn't know yet can't forget.

While Veritas remembers loving somebody who Cared. Remembers losing them because he didn't. Remembers calling himself a genius only to be hated and alone. And so, determined to fix his mistakes, he makes it his mission to help others, he will not, can not, rest untill he has cured the universe of its ignorance . Even if he'll never be able to care as much as the smile in his memory did.

They both cling to a memory of the person they once loved, and try to push and prod pieces of themselves into that shape. Cause they'd do anything to see their partner again, even if it's just in the mirror.

Ratio remembers more of his past life, partially due to Adventurine attempting to suppress the memories of his childhood, and partly due to Ratio still desperately trying to not repeat his mistakes. Thus when they first meet, Ratio would despise Aventurine. It feels almost like looking at one of those face swap photos, an unholy conglomeration of somebody he regrets being and the face that haunts his dreams. Blonde hair in the wrong shade, mannerisms that are almost but not quite. Still he falls in love, slowly, begrudgingly, and hating himself for it.

On the other side, what little memories Aventurine has is mostly of a grey haired scholar with a tongue as sharp as his swords. And so Adventurine sees Ratio and can't help but compare the two. They're different, undoubtedly, but it would be so easy to ignore those differences and fall. But he can't, he can't lose yet another person he loves.

[demadogs]

some of you need to hate ai way more than you currently do

[knightofleo]

Danish House Boat

[msue0027]

It's a miracle Merlin's never moved anything load-bearing with his luckily falling stones at very convenient moments

[dougielombax]

Oh no.

No.

No!

NO!!!

No!

No no no no no no NO!

It can’t be!

Oh NO!

No!

They did it!

They conked too much crete!

They caused a Brutalism. MASSIVE damage!

Fuck!!!!!

[risingsunresistance]

heartwarming: person you disliked for being annoying in community drama is actually just as annoying in real life and faces consequences for it

[thistransient]

Walking around Dazhi // 在大直走走

[youwontbelievethethingsiveread]

Worst job ever

[rabbitcruiser]

Portuguese President Sidónio Pais was assassinated in the Lisboa-Rossio Railway Station on December 14, 1918.

[onlytiktoks]

https://www.theolympian.com/news/local/article283855368.html

[dionysus-complex]

three coffees today and it still feels like the brain fog never receded

[thislittlekumquat]

People who say books "are just objects and what matters is the text" are arguably the stupidest motherfuckers on the planet

[smhalltheurlsaretaken]

not me typing a whole rant about some catholics being insufferably smug about their "better looking churches" while ignoring the history behind the barebone austerity of protestant churches and then deleting it all because my seething anger isn't christ-like either

*gnaws on wood* God help me love your children even when they are absolute prigs

[cakedollis]

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