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Posted by on Jun 18th, 2006 | 0 comments

Public space vs public interest

Public space vs public interest
During the 2004 Summer Olympics Toronto’s Dundas square showed live event coverage on its giant screens so that people could relax in the square, socialise, and bond with respect to the sporting events of common (if mild) interest. If you walk through Toronto nowadays you’ll see crowds outside any store window featuring a TV which will invariably be playing coverage of the FIFA World Cup. It is clear...
Posted by on Jun 13th, 2006 | 0 comments

Transformers: More than meets the eye

There are transformers in Toronto under cover as mild mannered suburban houses. It is an insidious plot conceived of by Toronto hydro over fifty years ago. This trend of disguising infrastructure as banal landscape features continues to this day with the current trend of disguising antennae as trees et cetera. Sharing:
Posted by on Jun 8th, 2006 | 0 comments

Clearview views more clearly

American highway signage has been assigned a new typeface called ‘Clearview’ but what’s in a name? James Montalbano’s ClearviewHwy® typeface has already been applied in some places including an early adoption by Toronto. Considering how ubiquitous road signage can become it can’t hurt to investigate it a little. Sharing:
Posted by on Apr 27th, 2006 | 0 comments

The secret F.A.D.

The City of Toronto’s Festival of Architecture and Design (A.K.A: F.A.D. …no joke!) got underway this week with little or no fanfare. The hype machine seems to have fallen asleep on this one as promotion is sorely lacking. It will run until June but you’ll have to take some initiative to discover all about it since apparently they couldn’t even bother to run quality control on the website....
Posted by on Apr 25th, 2006 | 0 comments

We will miss Jane Jacobs

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky the message She Is Dead, Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. She was my North, my South, my East and...
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