Explore Innovative, Ephemeral Architecture
Artist Bio.
Stuart Medcalf blends his background in architectural education with an intrigue in the ephemeral world.
His work deals with the importance of what is meant to disappear.
‘for those who pass it without entering, the city is one thing: it is another for those who are trapped in it and never leave. there is the city you arrive for the first time and there is another city you leave never to return’
Invisible Cities, Italo Calvino (Quote)
(Image) -Digital Collage - Stuart Medcalf
School of Architecture & Built Environment
Technological University Dublin
Architectural Design Studio & Thesis Development
Thesis
When it Gets Dark
Client
*Projection of potential land use for Dublin Port Company
Year
Sat, Dec 21, 2048, 16:08 PM
(Irish Standard Time) GMT+1
Year
Thurs, Jun 21, 2024
04:57AM (Irish Standard Time) GMT+1
An architectural expression and celebration of the Celtic Summer and Winter Solstices, the structures that ocurred because of them and the gatherings and rituals that still sing a dawn chorus to their origin
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Neo Celtic Expressionist Stamps, Artist - Author (Digital collage)
Rave Architecture as exploration of space activated by sound, form shaped by frequency and function driven by necessity.
Author - Thesis Intention
Passage of time, The Container as mass monument, Site Plan 1.5000 @a0
To view the port from the outside, city as monument
neoceltic expressionism,
understood as column, 4 offset plywood pinwheel curves, channeled and mirrored with 5mm black rope, strung between the repeated offset
‘to view and be viewed’
a landscape under surveilence
Mirrored plan
Structure as a repeated module
Standard timber posts and beam construction
Above, 1.100 @a0 Stage as occupant, spans and stacks itself on linked container construction
Below, 1.50 @a3 Container as Module
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Departure, Arrival, Return,
Departure, Arrival, Return,
Mapping of Dublin Port,
Focus on Tolka Quay, Promenade Road
Ro-ro Zone,
Roll on
Roll off
"When I die, Dublin will be written in my heart"
— James Joyce
