I hope you will understand that architecture has nothing to do with the inventions of forms. It is not a playground for children, young or old. Architecture is the real battleground of the spirit.
-Ludwig Mies van der Rohe
And I stood upon the sand of the sea, and saw a beast rise up out of the sea, having seven heads and ten horns, and upon his horns ten crowns, and upon his heads the name of blasphemy. And the beast which I saw was like unto a leopard, and his feet were as the feet of a bear, and his mouth as the mouth of a lion: and the dragon gave him his power, and his seat, and great authority. And I saw one of his heads as it were wounded to death; and his deadly wound was healed: and all the world wondered after the beast.
-Revelation Chapter 13, verses 1-3
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The gate is straight
Deep and wide
Break on through to the other side
-The Doors
Along the Shallow Arch
The broken-off end of a huge tree trunk ravages the up-until-recently perfectly even, sandy landscape as it plows into the moist sand, progressing equidistantly about a remote center, leaving in its wake the now-exposed subjacent layer of darker substrate to bake out also in the sun, and after just under three seconds, stops.
A shallow arc now emblazons the previously blank landscape.
The broken off-end of the huge tree trunk then starts again, this time in a straight line in the direction of the remote center, plowing on and displacing the sand and leaving in its place the darker, cooler sand beneath; funkily-shaped piles of displaced, humid sand sporadically on either side like aloof, abstract bystanders, and after just over half a second, stops. Then, the broken off-end of the huge tree trunk starts again, plowing its way across the moist sand once again, its trajectory this time parallel to the first arc, but slightly closer to their shared center. Length-of-the straight-line-in-the-direction-of-the-remote-center slightly, to be exact. It in turn stops after just-under-just-under three seconds. Finally, the broken off-end of the huge tree trunk plows through in the direction away from the arcs’ center, attacking the landscape head on, sinking into the sand deeper than before, toward the spot where it first dug into the landscape.
A shallow arch now emblazons the previously incomplete landscape.