Architects in Black


Architects wear black.

It’s like a uniform. (A sad turtle-neck-encrusted-angsty uniform). We wear black because it expresses our individuality, (just like all the other architects in the room). Black is the perfect color. Afterall, It is all colors. If you blend all colors together you get black, just like if you blend all artistic endeavors together you get Architecture. Coincidence? of course it is. All colors blended together makes brown doesn’t it? That’s a Pottery barn color right? Architects don’t know what Pottery Barn is. Is that in the mall somewhere?

Anyway, Black is symbolic of perfection. Like an empty room with the lights off and a lonely man-child rocking gently back and forth muttering “corbu wouldn’t do this” over and over…,

wait that might just be me…

Black is considered formal. As in “black-tie”. It’s elegant, It’s prestigious. And then POW! Architects wear black jeans. In your face irony. That’s how we roll. Back in Black. AC and DC.

Black is rock and roll. Black is rebellious. Black is anti-establishment. Black is dangerous. Black is angst-ridden-too-cool-for-school-kill-a-mockingbird-james-dean-F-awesome. Architects really love James Dean. Not the Jimmy-Dean breakfast sausage, But, the young thin moody movie star that died in a car crash Jimmy Dean. Not the delicious sausage biscuits. Well actually Black IS slimming right? So, we can eat that biscuit, right? I’m hungry now.

Black is empty. Lonely, incomplete… something to be filled… the space between… the darkness… the lack of everything.

I really need to stop drinking before I write these things.

In conclusion, Architects wear black. Black is Awesome.

and James Dean couldn’t draw,

Jody { coffee with an architect }

cover photo of porshe 550 from stuff_and_nonsense ‘s photostream on Flickr and Rebel Goodbye from DieselDemon’s photostream. All used under creative commons license.