By: Toby Ferris

We are each of us a moveable piece of type, awaiting assembly in a meaningful form.

By: Toby Ferris

And I think we are pretty absurd, pretty good. And so that’s what I say.

By: Toby Ferris

We live in an age where the sky is not dead, but not yet peopled

By: Toby Ferris

Paper architects, the mall and the città ideale

By: Toby Ferris

The irony of archaeology: it explores space, not time.

By: Toby Ferris

A city entails a wilderness.

By: Toby Ferris

…the body on its inside is all smoky mirrors…

By: Toby Ferris

The Ideal City is, like any city, built piecemeal.

By: Toby Ferris

Whatever else, the answer to the problem of failure is most assuredly not success.

By: Peggy Nelson

The bathroom mirror stage

By: Peggy Nelson

A radical view of our economic history – and future.