Architecture and Childhood Memories
In the brazenness of architectural practice I sometimes have a nostalgia for the scenes and sentiments of my childhood a loneliness with an unidentifiable pain soothed by a low mist over a calm sheet of...
Larkana 1979
Long shadows the evening sun and the smell of earth and dung and the ever-present haze of dust and the air of hopelessness and the endless colour of nothing The waiting night and the...
