When I grew up in Washington DC in the 1980s it was the Blackest the nation's Capitol has ever been.  White flight had been an ongoing process for so long that the traces of a white majority city were hard to find or, for me, even imagine.  Elders had to explain to me the ways in which the city used to be majority white, beyond the confines of Capitol Hill and Georgetown, and heavily segregated.  For me the District was a wide open place where my mother took taxis to meet with clients all over the city, sometimes taking me along.  Her legal office was up a few flights in a commercial building in Chinatown.  In the summers I shuttled between martial arts day-camp in SE and my mom's work in Chinatown and the courthouse. During the school year I went to private school on Capitol Hill with white kids who mostly lived in renovated townhouses on or near Pennsylvania Ave. (The vibe of the DC that reared me might be captured a bit in this Washington Post photo below of a Bad Brains concert the year after I was born).

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The footage of the cloud became known as a mushroom. It was from watching the cloud puff itself up in the sky and burst over and over again in the tones of gray on the film, watching this gave it the name. Mushroom cloud. Before this footage it didn't have a name.  View full entry

Detroit is now my home city, so I am thrilled that next year's U.S. Pavilion at the Venice Biennale will be dedicated to exploring the intersection of Detroit and architectural imagination. As excited as I am that The Taubman College of Architecture and Urban Planning at the University of Michigan will be the U.S. Pavilion producer and organize...  View full entry

Last month I visited Miami and witnessed the carting away of Art Basel. On the Sunday evening that Art Basel wraps up, as well as the morning after, Miami Beach looks like a truck stop ran into the ocean. Tents are being dismantled, beach signage points to furniture that's no longer there, and trucks park alongside each other row by row to haul off containers with global art exhibits stuffed inside.  View full entry