fire bon: goodbye iat 233 mass model

on this day I loved a dream.
and burned my IAT 233 mass model of Peter Zumthor’s Thermal Baths, which cumulates an estimated 80 hours of collective group work.

thanks to Melody, Aaron, Alia and Nabeel for being an awesome group.
and thanks to P, D, J, J, J, C, B, J and E for being there and brightening my day : )
Filmed on a Nikon D7000
LOVE!

burn baby burn.

The Fire

Two children burned to death while I slept this morning.

I heard the sirens while I dreamed. They were four houses away.

In the distance I could sprint in three seconds, lives were forever changed. Some may look at this as a chance to place blame, to condemn others as the fire did the children. I am taking it as a reminder to spare no kindness, neglect no one, and let love be far reaching like hands of time.

For we are so fragile,

And our cracking bones make noise

And we are just

breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys.

– Breakable by Ingrid Michaelson

 

I write, in memory, for those I have not known.

Ode to the Unknown Child

The darkness of the ashes burns my soul.

For the unknown child is faceless in the cold.

 

Let us take this every moment,

to be grateful and to show it.

Let our love be everlasting and renewed.

With each day that we are given

make the moments; really live them.

Spare no kindnessĀ and leave no promise unfulfilled.

 

It takes days and weeks to sort out the flames.

To understand the heat over the graves.

We push through the smoke, keep looking in hope.

We wonder what does it mean?

 

Let us take this every moment,

to be grateful and to show it.

Let our love be everlasting and renewed.

With each day that we are given

make the moments; really live them.

Spare no kindnessĀ and leave no promise unfulfilled.