We Fly; We Dream In

Sometimes It Seems That The Fate Of The World Is Decided Entirely In The Ether Of Electronic Communications And Corporate Backroom Deals.

We Are Entering An Era Of Heightened Disaster, Thanks To Climate Change. Being Prepared For Disaster Will Mean Being Prepared To Sift Truth From Rumour, And Being Prepared To Adjust Our Worldview.

Previous Technologies Have Expanded Communication. But The Last Round May Be Contracting It. The Eloquence Of Letters Has Turned Into The Unnuanced Spareness Of Texts; The Intimacy Of Phone Conversations Has Turned Into The Missed Signals Of Mobile Phone Chat ... ('you're Breaking Up' Is The Cry Of Our Time).

Writing Is Saying To No One And To Everyone The Things It Is Not Possible To Say To Someone.

I Think One Of The Primary Goals Of A Feminist Landscape Architecture Would Be To Work Toward A Public Landscape In Which We Can Roam The Streets At Midnight, In Which Every Square Is Available For Virginia Woolf To Make Up Her Novels