Siblings and Cicadas: My Favorite Architects September 26 2014 3 Comments
Serious Friday: Today, it's just the straight stuff: All true. (What? Should I see a doctor?)
Preview: By pure luck alone, I am related to all of my favorite architects either by blood or by spirit. My architect brother amazes me. In a different way, so do architect cicadas.
The Back Story: There are better and worse reasons to be late. A few days ago as I walked to class, I spied a very recently deceased cicada on the sidewalk. I sent her some love and kept going but then thought about her fate: What would become of her there on the sidewalk? In a fit of hubris, I turned around, scooped her up, and brought her home 1 .
The Photo: During the after-school photo shoot, I found that her banged-up wings, when arranged just so, turned into the most beautiful Gothic arch this side of the Mississippi 2.