NW2009 (001) - it all began with a house
It all began with a house. A small picket fence, windows framed with white shutters, a gentle molding that swept gracefully from the roof to the miniature meadow out back, and the strong, aged tree that seemed to provide shelter to the whole of the entrance. The whole house needed work, to be sure. The pipes had literally been carved out of marble - the plumbing had been planned by a rather interesting fellow who used marble for most of the hidden fixtures and whose work never broke - and it was the work of world-class sculptors whenever one of the pipes were clogged. Have you ever tried unclogging a marble pipe? The things rarely clog, but when they do, it's best to carve new piping.
It began with a house. It continued with the live-ins. Jane and Marcy had been roommates for five years - each studying a completely different field and bouncing long-term ideas off one another. Jane wanted to be an architect, but felt the most effective way for her to not only establish herself but also develop a unique voice was to study civil engineering. Knowing what structures already worked seemed like a truly intelligent approach to her dream. In contrast, Marcy was studying music and had a double-major in linguistics. She felt that she would eventually develop intuitive models for artificial intelligence and, realizing that most models failed to take into consideration some of the more obvious elements that every composer included in every single composition, she felt honor-bound to study those every elements, reduce their form and expression, and discover a way to code their purest character into algorithms which would sound realistic.
Jane loved the house because of its curves. Every corner and crisply drawn surface seemed to add depth and life to the surrounding yard. The fence was placed such a distance that it seemed to lovingly declare to the world the realm in which the house was a home and invited all whose paradigms would resonate a harmonious perspective. Marcy too loved the house, but for different reasons. Several winters ago she had discovered that, on particularly windy days, the attic sounded as if mournful bagpipes were being gently played in the distance and the shutters on the kitchen window resonated in perfect time to the gentle hum of the windows in the back of the house as the windows sang through the screen.
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It began with a house. It continued with the live-ins. Jane and Marcy had been roommates for five years - each studying a completely different field and bouncing long-term ideas off one another. Jane wanted to be an architect, but felt the most effective way for her to not only establish herself but also develop a unique voice was to study civil engineering. Knowing what structures already worked seemed like a truly intelligent approach to her dream. In contrast, Marcy was studying music and had a double-major in linguistics. She felt that she would eventually develop intuitive models for artificial intelligence and, realizing that most models failed to take into consideration some of the more obvious elements that every composer included in every single composition, she felt honor-bound to study those every elements, reduce their form and expression, and discover a way to code their purest character into algorithms which would sound realistic.
Jane loved the house because of its curves. Every corner and crisply drawn surface seemed to add depth and life to the surrounding yard. The fence was placed such a distance that it seemed to lovingly declare to the world the realm in which the house was a home and invited all whose paradigms would resonate a harmonious perspective. Marcy too loved the house, but for different reasons. Several winters ago she had discovered that, on particularly windy days, the attic sounded as if mournful bagpipes were being gently played in the distance and the shutters on the kitchen window resonated in perfect time to the gentle hum of the windows in the back of the house as the windows sang through the screen.
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