More and more, it occurs to me, that the greatest problem concerning architecture today, is not it's crises of ideas or concepts. This malaise, this alienation from places that we feel stem from the inability and inadequate desire of architects to handle theological realities.
It is the escapism- the fleeing away from confronting the aesthetics of Truth and existence that forces architecture to recoil on itself, a sort of self-idolatry which I have often lamented.
Man, by his very existence, through the proper orders of perception does not reveal flesh alone, but the divine. It is the divine... this is where art tends to.
Forget about notions of high and low art, all artists were called to do 'ere before time began was to open the veil to the other side.
The architect-mystic must be ushered in. The clocks have swung back.
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