http://joshpabst.com Josh Pabst Wed, 19 Dec 2012 13:50:33 +0000 http://joshpabst.com en http://www.joshpabst.com/Architectural-Videography http://www.joshpabst.com/following/joshpabst.com/Architectural-Videography Wed, 19 Dec 2012 13:50:33 +0000 Josh Pabst 4636929 Architectural Videography: DRAFT from Josh Pabst on Vimeo. This videography project was a precursor to the architectural photography and videography that is intended for the coming months. The internet of today is not the same as it was 3-5 years ago. Video seems to be the fastest growing form of media online. I think video offers architects a really powerful way to share their work--in a way that a simple picture cannot. I started my videography work with weddings, but have since expanded. <img src="http://payload116.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/4636929/chicago videography_640.jpg" width="640" height="275" width_o="915" height_o="393" src_o="http://payload116.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/4636929/chicago videography_o.jpg" data-mid="24680930" border="0" align="left"/> Architectural Videography: DRAFT from Josh Pabst on Vimeo. This videography project was a precursor to the architectural photography and videography that is... http://www.joshpabst.com/PCYC-Architectural-Photography http://www.joshpabst.com/following/joshpabst.com/PCYC-Architectural-Photography Fri, 25 May 2012 13:57:44 +0000 Josh Pabst 3473109 Architectural Photography by Josh Pabst (2011) <img src="http://payload58.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3473109/20110906 PCYC Youth Center Chicago DeStefano 14.jpg" width="640" height="606" width_o="640" height_o="606" src_o="http://payload58.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3473109/20110906 PCYC Youth Center Chicago DeStefano 14_o.jpg" data-mid="17908302" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload58.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3473109/20110906 PCYC Youth Center Chicago DeStefano 6.jpg" width="640" height="426" width_o="640" height_o="426" src_o="http://payload58.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3473109/20110906 PCYC Youth Center Chicago DeStefano 6_o.jpg" data-mid="17908295" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload58.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3473109/20110906 PCYC Youth Center Chicago DeStefano 7.jpg" width="414" height="640" width_o="414" height_o="640" src_o="http://payload58.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3473109/20110906 PCYC Youth Center Chicago DeStefano 7_o.jpg" data-mid="17908296" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload58.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3473109/20110906 PCYC Youth Center Chicago DeStefano 11.jpg" width="420" height="640" width_o="420" height_o="640" src_o="http://payload58.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3473109/20110906 PCYC Youth Center Chicago DeStefano 11_o.jpg" data-mid="17908297" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload58.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3473109/20110906 PCYC Youth Center Chicago DeStefano 12.jpg" width="475" height="640" width_o="475" height_o="640" src_o="http://payload58.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3473109/20110906 PCYC Youth Center Chicago DeStefano 12_o.jpg" data-mid="17908300" border="0" align="left"/> A community center in the heart of Austin on the west side of Chicago. Our mission is to serve Austin community youth on the west side of Chicago. We want to enable all young people to better themselves including those released from the detention centers, those in trouble, and those simply wanting a safe place to play with no distinction of faith, race, or background. The Peace Corner wants to help make the Austin neighborhood of Chicago a safer, better, productive, and nurturing place for young people to flourish. The Peace Corner Youth Center provides a safe haven from gang violence and drug activity, an after school program for children, job training and placement for young adults and GED classes. We are dedicated to empowering people to take care of themselves and to contribute to the neighborhood. Architectural Photography by Josh Pabst (2011) A community center in the heart of Austin on the west side of Chicago. Our mission is to serve Austin community... http://www.joshpabst.com/601-Monroe-Chicago-IL http://www.joshpabst.com/following/joshpabst.com/601-Monroe-Chicago-IL Thu, 24 May 2012 16:07:31 +0000 Josh Pabst 3468401 Since I started my Chicago based professional architectural career, this site has come up again and again. First with DeStefano Partners and now again with SMDP_Sarver Minn Design Partners. All told, I have probably contributed to 1/2 dozen schemes for the area. What's nice about working on this project now is that I live just blocks away. This gives me the luxury to walk by the site almost daily and draw new inspiration from the neighborhood. These renderings represent what I consider to be the next level in my CG abilities. They are all rendered in 3DS Max using IRAY. In all cases, there is some amount of post processing in Photoshop. <img src="http://payload58.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3468401/601 A.jpg" width="640" height="427" width_o="640" height_o="427" src_o="http://payload58.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3468401/601 A_o.jpg" data-mid="17882832" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload58.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3468401/601 B.jpg" width="640" height="400" width_o="640" height_o="400" src_o="http://payload58.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3468401/601 B_o.jpg" data-mid="17882833" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload58.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3468401/601 C.jpg" width="640" height="411" width_o="640" height_o="411" src_o="http://payload58.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3468401/601 C_o.jpg" data-mid="17882835" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload58.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3468401/009_640.jpg" width="640" height="400" width_o="1200" height_o="750" src_o="http://payload58.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3468401/009_o.jpg" data-mid="21499123" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload58.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3468401/INT 02 C_640.jpg" width="640" height="479" width_o="1200" height_o="899" src_o="http://payload58.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3468401/INT 02 C_o.jpg" data-mid="21499134" border="0" align="left"/> Since I started my Chicago based professional architectural career, this site has come up again and again. First with DeStefano Partners and now again with... http://www.joshpabst.com/Designing-in-Asia http://www.joshpabst.com/following/joshpabst.com/Designing-in-Asia Fri, 04 May 2012 11:00:50 +0000 Josh Pabst 3338579 We use a lot of tools for design. We do still use some physical models (often made out of paper or foam). These help us to make decisions about massing and context, but don't inform us much about texture, color, exterior wall ideas ect. The computer is now the absolute biggest and most influential tool at our disposal. We start with very generic ideas and mass them up in the computer; they are simple and low detail all white models. We start here, searching for an image/scale/mass that feels right for the site / building type / and client. We usually choose 1 to 3 of these generic masses and develop each of them for about a week before we narrow it down to the one that seems most appropriate. In other words, the one that we think will give us the best chance to win. It's a huge combination of things that we/I have been getting better and better at identifying with experience. Estimated cost of the building, assumptions about what your competitors might do or have done in the past. Looking at what BOCOM for example (client) has been building elsewhere in China over that past 5 years and see if that could inform our own decision making process. The list goes on. The building gets developed not unlike a painting. It starts as a sketch (albeit a 3d sketch) and then the lines darken. Then you add paint. Layer after layer building the level of detail only after your are happy with outlines. It's probably not that simple of course, but it's the best analogy I can give in an e-mail. Work being commissioned outside the US is still somewhat bizarre to me. The building industry in Asia is a bit different than it is here. Especially in communist China. Though it's different in Korea as well. Here, buildings get built by the likes of Trump or other wealthy developers. Those developers go to banks and get massive loans; not unlike an individual would to build a home. The developers in this country get 30 year loans to build the buildings we see in the Chicago skyline. Oftentimes, the building doesn't even start until it's 20-30% sold! If it's an office it might not get started until there is a major anchor tenant on board, like Sears or BP. If it's to be condominiums, it might not get started until 1/4 of the units have been purchased. Everyone works on credit here. In Korea, buildings are all done by corporations like Hyundai or Samsung. Samsung is the biggest developer in Korea. Everyone tends to think they just make TV's and electronics, but they actually have 13 divisions ranging from development to insurance. Even though Korea is not a communist country, the government is actively involved in city planning. In a city like Seoul, the government might decide that this portion of the coast line will be developed in fashion x,y,z. Samsung decides that they would like to build some condo's on the coastline in this new development. The city planning committee says okay, but we would like you to have a competition and we would like to members on your voting board. Samsung agrees and purchases land rights from the city. They pay for the land in Cash. Now, Samsung invites perhaps 5 architects in Korea to submit designs for the competition. These 5 Korean firms could just submit designs themselves. However, because western architecture is a couple decades ahead (or was...) in terms of safety, design ect... these local firms often 'team up' with a western architecture firm. This collaboration, in the eyes of the judges boosts their credibility of design. If Korean firm A submits a design on their own, and Korean firm B teams up with (my firm) then suddenly Korean firm B has an edge from the onset of judging. This is good news for western firms that want to work in Asia. I'm not exactly sure why they give us so much credit for design excellence, but they still do. It does have something to do with our architectural design educational system (as many of them come to the states to study architecture.) It also has to do with building standards of manufacturing tolerances and safety. Furthermore, once a winning scheme is approved, Samsung will build the building without a loan. They will again build it using their own money; cash. Now, in communist China, it's a little bit different still. The Chinese system is very similar to Korea, but the government has even more say. A developer in China gets permission to use the land (leases it... you don't own land in China). Then there is often a competition that works just like it does in Korea for all the same reasons. The end difference is that after all the design is complete, it will be submitted to the Chinese city officials for review and the city can demand that it be redesigned completely and will give input and notes as such. The concept that US design firms are valuable is not untrue. It's just becoming increasingly less so (in my opinion) as globalization and building standards spread. For a long time, Japan considered Korea to be about 10 years behind them in terms of 'industry and manufacturing' and Korea considered China to be about 10 years behind them. All the while, Japan lagging 10 years behind the US. So, obviously post WWII the US underwent major changes and revolution in industry and manufacturing and stringent building codes and building methodology for safety and design. We then were an integral part in rebuilding in Japan. (strange the way we do that... blow it up and then help countries rebuild). So, a couple decades ago, Korean firms were teaming up with Japanese firms to learn form them. They did not find it to be particularly fruitful, and later teamed with US firms. Fortunately for me, that trend has continued. Asia does have the money. Their entire economic system is not built on credit! They are not living extremely outside their means. That's why every time I visit China or Korea I see dozens if not hundreds of tower cranes on the skyline. While here in Chicago, I only know of 3. Three tower cranes operating here. We use a lot of tools for design. We do still use some physical models (often made out of paper or foam). These help us to make decisions about massing and... http://www.joshpabst.com/3D-Stereoscopic-Architecture-Anaglyph http://www.joshpabst.com/following/joshpabst.com/3D-Stereoscopic-Architecture-Anaglyph Thu, 03 May 2012 13:49:17 +0000 Josh Pabst 3332671 In Photoshop, Channel Mixer - Left Chip: * Red Output Channel: Red - 0%, Green - 70%, Blue - 30% * Green Output Channel: Red - 0%, Green - 0%, Blue - 0% * Blue Output Channel: Red - 0%, Green - 0%, Blue - 0% Channel Mixer - Right Chip: * Red Output Channel: Red - 0%, Green - 0%, Blue - 0% * Green Output Channel: Red - 0%, Green - 100%, Blue - 0% * Blue Output Channel: Red - 0%, Green - 0%, Blue - 100% Paste the Left Red Channel into the Right Red Channel, then: Levels Adjustment (Red Channel): * Input: 0 | 1.5 | 255 * Output: 0 | 255 It seems that how much you move the camera (in 3DS MAX in my case) really depends on how close your 'target is'. The steps are also illustrated (for the most part, I got tired, if you can't figure out the rest, you need to learn photoshop a little bit better.) Below is a simple rendering (architectural) using these steps from a camera offset about 18 inches. 3D Workflow in Vegas Pro 10 Vegas Pro 10 provides a comprehensive 3D workflow directly in the application, and requires no additional software. Vegas Pro not only imports and exports most 3D formats, including native Cineform files, but it also integrates tools to correct a poor shot and/or misaligned 3D cameras. INPUT To get started, you will need a 3D camera rig (which can be two cameras mounted to a base) that shoots two video streams (Left Eye stream (Video1) and a Right Eye stream (Video2)), or a single 3D camera that shoots both eyes at the same time. These streams can be two separate files that you combine using Vegas Pro 10, or one file containing both streams. Once you have recorded a 3D image, open Vegas Pro 10 to begin the editing process. 1: Go to File > Properties and navigate into the Stereoscopic 3D Mode drop-down. Choose the desired setting. 2: Add the left and right video streams to separate tracks on the Vegas timeline. 3: Right click the image in the Preview window and select Video Preview Preferences. Changing the Stereoscopic 3D Mode here changes the way you see the video within the Preview monitor. Click Apply and OK when finished. **Side note: You can view the 3D video on a non-3D monitor if you select one of the Anaglyphic options. 4: Right click the image in the Preview window again, but this time select Preview Device Preferences. Changing the Stereoscopic 3D Mode here affects how you see the video on your secondary monitor (if you have one set up). Again, you can view 3D video on a non-3D monitor if you select one of the Anaglyphic options. 5: Now that you have the preview settings selected, left click on the first video stream, then press and hold the Ctrl key on the keyboard while left-clicking the second video stream. Both video streams are now selected. 6: Right click either video stream and select Pair as Stereoscopic 3D Subclip from the drop-down menu to combine both video streams. 8: You should now see the 3D image within the Preview window and your secondary display. In Photoshop, Channel Mixer - Left Chip: * Red Output Channel: Red - 0%, Green - 70%, Blue - 30% * Green Output Channel: Red - 0%, Green - 0%, Blue - 0% * Blue... http://www.joshpabst.com/BOCOM-Wuxi-China http://www.joshpabst.com/following/joshpabst.com/BOCOM-Wuxi-China Mon, 02 Apr 2012 17:43:23 +0000 Josh Pabst 3128108 BOCOM Wuxi, China Animation by Josh Pabst [view booklet here] The fundamental challenge a bank building faces is that it has two responsibilities it must tend to simultaneously. The two functions it must serve however are at direct odds with one another. On the one hand a bank building must look safe, eternal, impenetrable, and secure. On the other hand, banks exist to serve people and consequently must be open and inviting. When people are choosing a bank, they want to know that it will be there forever. Many people want to do their banking locally and convenience is a major factor. Even as more and more people choose to do their banking online, the brick and mortar of a building offer comfort to the customer. It is comforting to know that there are faces behind the company and human interaction is still necessary at times. Consequently, the BOCOM Wuxi building must overcome the dichotomy it faces: be both eternal and inviting. Better still, to use words of Bank of Communications; it must be trusted and eternal. *Renderings below were not done by Josh Pabst<img src="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3128108/c01-day.jpg" width="534" height="800" width_o="534" height_o="800" src_o="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3128108/c01-day_o.jpg" data-mid="17340175" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3128108/c01-night.jpg" width="534" height="800" width_o="534" height_o="800" src_o="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3128108/c01-night_o.jpg" data-mid="17340179" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3128108/c02_640.jpg" width="640" height="426" width_o="800" height_o="533" src_o="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3128108/c02_o.jpg" data-mid="17340180" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3128108/c03_640.jpg" width="640" height="427" width_o="800" height_o="534" src_o="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3128108/c03_o.jpg" data-mid="17340181" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3128108/c04_640.jpg" width="640" height="640" width_o="800" height_o="800" src_o="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3128108/c04_o.jpg" data-mid="17340182" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3128108/c05_640.jpg" width="640" height="427" width_o="800" height_o="534" src_o="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3128108/c05_o.jpg" data-mid="17340185" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3128108/c06.jpg" width="534" height="800" width_o="534" height_o="800" src_o="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3128108/c06_o.jpg" data-mid="17340186" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3128108/c07_640.jpg" width="640" height="426" width_o="800" height_o="533" src_o="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3128108/c07_o.jpg" data-mid="17340187" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3128108/c08_640.jpg" width="640" height="427" width_o="800" height_o="534" src_o="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3128108/c08_o.jpg" data-mid="17340188" border="0" align="left"/> BOCOM Wuxi cannot simply be a glass covered building. In addition to being one of the tallest buildings in the area, the dramatic cantilever is aimed to solidify the building’s presence in the CBD. The design represents a confluence of open and closed, large and small scale areas and open spaces. The tower appears to make an energetic turn toward Tai Lake as it reaches 150m tall: the overall arrangement is a striking contrast between the verticality of the tower and the horizontal nature of the low-rise below. The cantilever floats 146 meters above the ground. The amenity space provides a symbolic gesture towards Tai Lake and is designed for executives and employees. BOCOM Wuxi, China Animation by Josh Pabst [view booklet here] The fundamental challenge a bank building faces is that it has two responsibilities it must tend to... http://www.joshpabst.com/South-Korea-for-I-Tower http://www.joshpabst.com/following/joshpabst.com/South-Korea-for-I-Tower Tue, 27 Mar 2012 16:31:21 +0000 Josh Pabst 3091287 <img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/whiskey_640.jpg" width="640" height="361" width_o="864" height_o="487" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/whiskey_o.jpg" data-mid="15775028" border="0" align="left"/>I sit here in the Asiana Business class lounge during my last remaining hours in Korea and try to reflect on some of the experiences I've just enjoyed. It's rainy outside and my Whiskey buzz is building. I'm staring out onto the tarmac watching planes, people and mini-vehicles do their dance to get humans and baggage airborne. As I ponder how to 'document' the trip in a way that is not too 'diary' I fail, come up with nothing, and decide to move chronologically. Writing the word, I realize that logical is a part of it and so I feel better about my decision. Keep in mind that I was only asked to go 10 hours before my plane was to take off. Taking the blue-line train in Chicago to O'hare International Airport is always a real treat; especially when it's 11:00pm. Always brings to mind the 90's track by Whodini_ The Freaks Come out at Night. No sooner did I step onto train that I'd waited more than 25minutes for did I find myself standing in a pile of vomit. I arrived at O'hare before midnight and was determined not to get tired. My plan was to avoid severe jet-lag on the other end by staying awake on the first portion of the flight and then wake up at 5am (Korea time) when we landed. Check-in at the international terminal was a breeze despite my tired eyes and unkempt beard. I knew that I had secured a business-class seat through my company and was pretty thrilled because it is a 14 hour flight. Once through airport security I was given a pass to the Asiana First Class members lounge. The lounge was open at midnight and we weren't boarding for another 45minutes. I couldn't believe my eyes. It was an open-bar, serve yourself, food and drink buffet. I made myself right at home and even stashed some mini wine bottles (plastic) in my carry on to either have on the plane or later in Korea. As I would soon find out; everything, and I do mean everything you could want is already included in the price of the first-class ticket. After stashing away as mush as I could, it was boarding time. The first thing that came to mind when I walked on the plane was that this is truly a once in a lifetime opportunity. Not going to Korea; there will be other opportunities to travel, but flying first class is not a likelihood for a moderately 'frugal' hoosier. It's the difference afterall between a 1500 dollar ticket and a 6000 dollar ticket. But I must say; life is good in the lap of luxury and I sat on it, wiggled my ass around a bit and grew roots. I had the premier seat on the entire 747, turns out not by chance, but an arranged favor from my boss and one of his airline 'friends'. My boss wanted me to be well rested and avoid jet-lag because at the time, he knew better than I how many hours of work were to come. There was nobody but nobody sitting in front of me with exception of the pilots. I had what could easily be the size of a twin bed and 4-5 airplane windows to myself along with a 19" flat screen and what might as well have been a personal stewardess. <img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/asiana international flight food_640.jpg" width="640" height="428" width_o="1152" height_o="770" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/asiana international flight food_o.jpg" data-mid="15775010" border="0" align="left"/>After two three course meals, 5-6 hours of sleep, and two movies, I finally arrived in Seoul. I got off the plane, followed the herd and managed to track down my luggage. At that point, well, it was the point of no-return. I walked out of the terminal and began looking for a sign with my name on it. If I couldn't find it, then mild panic would set in and I would have to recompose and figure out a not-yet-drafted plan-B. To my relief I spotted a Korean man in his 50s holding a sign, "Pabst". I waved to him, he nodded, insistently grabbed my bag, turned around and walked out of the airport. I thought I should follow. After about 80 yards of following he stopped short. He rested my bag against a column and then took off running. Now I wasn't sure whether to follow. I just stood there. He vanished. Minutes later, he came back, still running. And I mean running. At that point I realized, he had forgotten where the car was. I smiled and tried to assure him I didn't mind the hold-up and he could slow down. But, in an commendable Asian way the man was aiming to please and was, for the moment, struggling. A forty minute ride in the back of found car led me to Oakwood hotel in Seoul, Korea. <img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/HOTEL_640.jpg" width="640" height="333" width_o="1600" height_o="832" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/HOTEL_o.jpg" data-mid="15775017" border="0" align="left"/>The hotel is more of a studio apartment. There is a full kitchen, range, sink, full size refrigerator, microwave; you get the idea. On the other side of the island--the bed. Now, my favorite part of the room, like my hotel in Shanghai, is the toilet. The toilets, and maybe this is an Asian thing, have the 'super seat' as I call it. The toilet seat has a full remote (that you can't lose). There are about 15 buttons on this thing. There are four temperature settings for the heated seat. Four water pressure settings for the ass-cleansing wash (bidet?) Move the jet of water forward or back. Turn on the air dryer. I like to use all the buttons for every time. Like George Carlin would do. Spray my ass, move it forward, spray my balls, move it back, bullseye. Turn on the dryer, sit, relax, read something and let the winds do their work. Day one; off to work. The taxi system here is fantastic. As I have come to learn, the taxi's are a part of 'public transportation' and as a result are somehow subsidized and thusly a fare that would cost 10-12 dollars in Chicago costs a mere three bucks here. Awesome. If it was that cheap in Chicago, CTA would likely go under. I would probably pay the extra 75 cents and take a cab to work several days a week. <img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/our i-tower team_640.jpg" width="640" height="412" width_o="720" height_o="463" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/our i-tower team_o.jpg" data-mid="15775021" border="0" align="left"/>The Samoo office is a lot like what I expected. Not super nice, but has that messy architecture/design feel that sometimes our more 'polished' office environment can lack. That is, it's a bit messy. There are sketches and models strewn about. Weeks of trace paper piling and a sense of energy the likes of architecture school. When I walked in I was greeted and welcomed kindly. "There he is. He finally came. Save us," they proclaimed. This project has been a tough one for one reason or another; or another. Not much to say about the actual working other than we worked. Riding solo at the office was a bit intimidating for the first couple days. Being the only US guy amongst Koreans waiting for your 'hopefully-winning' design can be a bit stressful at times. However, the pressure and the opportunity were welcomed equally. I won't know for a while if we will win the competition, but what I do know at this point is that Samoo scrapped what they were working on because Samsung preferred my design. I'll take this moment to stand in the spot-light. To any reader who's made it this far. Cheers. I just drank to that. <img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/apple tower_640.jpg" width="640" height="960" width_o="864" height_o="1296" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/apple tower_o.jpg" data-mid="15775009" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/IMAGE_034_640.jpg" width="640" height="480" width_o="1600" height_o="1200" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/IMAGE_034_o.jpg" data-mid="15775018" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/ohare_640.jpg" width="640" height="359" width_o="864" height_o="484" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/ohare_o.jpg" data-mid="15775020" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/plane seat first class_640.jpg" width="640" height="337" width_o="1397" height_o="736" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/plane seat first class_o.jpg" data-mid="15775023" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/power toilet_640.jpg" width="640" height="486" width_o="864" height_o="656" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/power toilet_o.jpg" data-mid="15775025" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/samoo neighborhood_640.jpg" width="640" height="276" width_o="720" height_o="310" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/samoo neighborhood_o.jpg" data-mid="15775027" border="0" align="left"/> Lunch. Because I was riding solo at the office I was a bit unsure about a lot of things. But I was asked to go to lunch and of course obliged. First thing I realized when we got to the restaurant that first day was that there were no tables (as we think of them) at the first restaurant. Everyone began taking off their shoes. As someone who sometimes has feet that smell, well, not the best, I couldn't help but wonder. Fortunately, my business shoes don't smell. We sat down, cross-legged at the low table. There were about 8 of us. Sitting cross-legged looks easier for the Koreans. A combination of the fact that they do it often and are more flexible than myself, and the fact that I have about 5 inches on most all of them. But, it's mostly the fact that I'm not as 'in-shape' as I used to be. Needless to say, after about 15 minutes I began to lose feeling in my feet. We ate a communal boiling pot of stew; roast beef like. It was ridiculously good. Off to a good start. Samoo has these meal-tickets. A pretty cool system where their company picks up half of their meals. More work, and dinner was_sit down, stink feet?, work, go to hotel, sleep, wake up, fight jet-lag, rinse and repeat. That was the gist of the week. Exhausting with little time to take in much culture with the exception of food. But, there are not many better ways to take in a culture than to eat many meals with them. The next days were similar. Work was frustrating. Architecture is an art and is inherently subjective. The reason we have bosses. To boss us around. Without a single driver at the helm, the car has tendency to use more than one lane. Dinner is worth mentioning one of the days because we had this pizza-like dish. Sometimes I like to eat before I inquire about what it is I'm eating. I'm not a finicky eater at all; adventurous in fact, but even so, sometimes not knowing what you are eating allows you to enjoy it more. So, this pizza dish came out and was literally moving. The pizza was dancing. Turns out it was fish sliced so thin; similar to the outer pieces of onion that float away when you pick it up they are so thin. These thinly sliced pieces of fish rise and fall with the high-heat of the serving dish. Dinner last night was also interesting. It is a whole chicken in a soup. It doesn't have the high flavor that most of the dishes I'd enjoyed thus far. It is actually quite bland. Think of an under-seasoned chicken soup with a whole bird sitting in it. Stuffed inside the chicken is rice. It was good, but far from my favorite dish. Also note-worthy, one of the common side dishes served with just about every meal, lunch or dinner, I don't care for. When I mentioned this fact, I was told that it was one of the, "Korean staples, and representative of the country." This is me taking said stinky foot out of mouth. Another thing I hand't thought about was the fact that at a typical Korean dinner/lunch there are about 6 small dishes per person. So with a group of 6 or so, we are talking about over 30 (non-flat) dishes. As a result, dishwashers aren't very useful and are rarely used in the food-service industry here. Bummer. At work today I was offered a snack from one of the Samoo guys. It was a 'cheese-ball'. Yum I thought. I love cheese. As I bit into this little cheese ball I got more than bargoned for. Inside this ball was a medley of seafood goodness. It wasn't that it was bad, it was just that I had that moment when you think you are taking a drink of water but you get Sprite. He probably saw it in my face. Oh well. <img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/getting around.jpg" width="576" height="812" width_o="576" height_o="812" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/getting around_o.jpg" data-mid="15775012" border="0" align="left"/>Getting to and from the Samoo office from my hotel was also a mini-adventure. I had a note, like a kid needs when he rides the bus home with his good friend in middle-school. I had a piece of paper that on one side had written directions in Korean, "From hotel to Samoo." On the other side, "from Samoo to Hotel." There was one moment in my week when I had a small heart-attack when I couldn't find said piece of paper. I am now, remind you, about four whiskeys into this endeavor now. I apologize if any of my grammar, spelling or otherwise begins to decline. So, the very first time I have to use my 'note' it's about 1:00am and I've just finished up in the office on the first day. I walk out to the sidewalk and jump into the back of the first taxi I see. I get settled in and hand him the piece of paper, sure to get the 'Samoo to Hotel' part facing up. After he looks it over for a few moments he turns all the way around at me and just says, "Non." No, pretty damn universal. I got out of the cab and closed the door. I walked 10 feet to the cab behind him and got in. Everything worked fine. I will never know why he didn't go for it. Jumping around a bit now. Likely in part due to the whiskey, a few more food things. I didn't know better at the beginning. Many meals are served with an individual rice bowl. The rice is sticky; hearty. Well, while I wasn't using my chopsticks, I just stuck them in there. The held well there. Turns out; major faux-pas. And it's worse than I would have guessed. It basically represents death, as they place the sticks vertically in the rice, or whatever, at FUNERALS. Yeah; funerals. It's not the end of the world or anything to break these social norms, it's likely expected and 'corrected.' Another norm in Korean is the act of sharing. It's simply a deep part of the culture. I knew this already, but not to the extent. Even your Starbucks cup of Joe is not exception to the Korean Rule. You bring your Grande coffee around, it's expected that you will divvy out into smaller cups. Back to work. It actually makes a lot of sense to me right now, to jump from food to work, to food, to work because that was my trip. Work, eat, work eat, hotel, wake, work eat work eat, hotel, repeat. <img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/office stadium view_640.jpg" width="640" height="705" width_o="720" height_o="793" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3091287/office stadium view_o.jpg" data-mid="15775019" border="0" align="left"/>Across the way from our office at Samoo is the Olympic Stadium from the 1980s. The stadium is still used, but now for baseball. Upon inquiring, it's not exactly the same structuring that we have (although less and less so.) The baseball teams there are really corporations... "In tonights match-up, we have Samsung vs. Hyundai." Of course, the more I think about it the more I realize that our teams are more and more corporate every year. There's still something nice about rooting for your city or town. Maybe that would be against cultural values of Korea. I'm not sure. Rooting against fellow Korean might be off. I'm getting tired now. I'm sure I'm forgetting a lot, and this will be updated and reposted on my blog. (obviouschildblog.com). Now one last video clip to leave with. The notorious octopus; brought out still alive and kicking. All I can say about this dish is that it is not my favorite. The taste is okay, the texture, for me, is a put-off. I sit here in the Asiana Business class lounge during my last remaining hours in Korea and try to reflect on some of the experiences I've just enjoyed. It's rainy... http://www.joshpabst.com/First-Stop-Shanghai http://www.joshpabst.com/following/joshpabst.com/First-Stop-Shanghai Tue, 27 Mar 2012 16:28:13 +0000 Josh Pabst 3091254 9.16.2006 The melancholy drones of classic Chinese music fills my room with cries on a violin lost somewhere in China's suppressed past. Something about the sound is peaceful, but leaves me restless still. Opportunities like this don't come too often, and when they do they will pass you by if you aren't careful. We dwell on a little blue planet; we share it and hoard it simultaneously. The events that lead me to be here at this moment are elusive and untraceable. Certain things in life are not planned for, they simply happen. As I lay in bed peering out the window at what is Shanghai, I am reminded of my small scale and short existence. I have found myself in a foreign land; one of bicycles and bustling and a remaining trace of old world gentility and mysticism. There is a perceptible tradition which I am immediately aware of. This story doesn't start here, in my wholly accommodating hotel room, but rather it begins on the other side of the largest ocean we claim as our own. I commence with only a passport and Visa to face men and women who seem as confused as myself. Good people they are; willing to keep me safe, but costing me my time and privacy. If you've ever wondered whether you are winning at the airport, all you need do is look down. If you are missing your belt or your shoes, well then, certainly you are losing. Chicago International Airport: Terminal Five—and then it dawns on me—why do they choose such a word. Most don't have particularly good connotations with the word terminal, and certainly not as it relates to air travel. They of course then announce that we may now get on the plane; thanks, but I think I'd rather get in the plane. Now the voice of our captain—his voice booming over the intercom with trivial information about our speed and altitude—both of which are so high or so fast that they have no meaning to me. Thirty thousand feet at ten miles an hour sounds just as dangerous as six hundred miles an hour at ten feet. In the belly of a whale hurdling above the clouds we are traversing the great Pacific. My view is limited from the middle of the jet. I have no window seat, but through the sliver of window I can see, I see the wing—no glorious view, but a good one to see. Over my right shoulder and out the window; there was the wing. It wasn't much to look at, but I was glad to see it each time I looked. It is really something to see China for the first time under the cover of darkness. Flying over its small glowing cities and towns gives the feeling of deviance as we descend upon a deserted airport. The feeling of foreignness is enhanced by the understanding of being truly lost, hoping simply to see a paper with your name on it when you land; the face of an unfamiliar driver whom you have no choice but to trust. Shanghai, a city with a history of Opium dens, Chinese gangsters, exiled white Russians, sing-song girls and colonials climbing out of rickshaws pulled by pedaling Chinamen. That was the old Shanghai, the Shanghai of fifty years ago. The new Shanghai is a roaring dragon—a city with a space age skyline, neon lights and fast consumer lifestyle. Shanghai must see itself apart from the rest of China. The city has its own identity—a buzz and energy that is simply intoxicating. It has one eye on the past but is careening, with one foot on the accelerator towards the future. 9.17.2006 Certainly we are creatures of habit, but more so, we are creatures of pattern. The sunrise this morning is soft through overcast haze. The pale yellow shine reveals Shanghai to me for the first time. But Shanghai, though its expanse seems indefinite, appears no different from my window than Chicago or New York. Buildings seem to have little coherence or order, yet their composition seems to be the most logical solution. Skyscrapers intertwined with small homes while trees and vegetation struggle to find a home. 9.18.2006 Don't drink the water Perhaps it's simply American to look for the simplest solution. But then doesn't the simplest solution tend to make the most sense; perhaps that's my cultural presets talking, but everything here seems to be a larger ordeal than it needs to be. The Chinese seem to embody an overly contemplative attitude towards everything but driving, which by the way, is comparable to the Andretti family riding the bumper cars at Six Flags. 9.19.06 Shanghai's old city has narrow streets lined with buildings that, heavy in the shoulders, seem to be falling forward. Early in the mornings as we trek to work the streets are vibrant like that of the Italian hillsides. They are draped with colorful drying clothes and a bazaar of merchants who use concrete as their display table and dismal English as their advertisement. You can find anything given enough time to take it all in. The city is a flea market for the disposed. Yet people shop seriously, picking for food or a fan or needed bicycle parts. I really don't feel too much like a tourist, though it is certainly obvious that I do not readily fit in. Perhaps they have seen so many Westerner's that there has developed a certain comfortable numbness. Nonetheless, never have I visited a foreign land and felt so accommodated. It seems I have stumbled into an entire city wishing to make my visit, my stay as peaceful as possible. Whether it is my money they want or my respect they desire—in either case they diligently earn both. Thus far Shanghai has been as I suspected. This is surprising because my actual knowledge of Asia is certainly embarrassingly limited. The city is vast and modern, but has not lost its historical aura. I've found myself caught up looking at the high skyscrapers and modern architecture, and it is no wonder how visitors seem to miss the real Shanghai. If you stroll down an old alley or search behind the little shops; if you peer into the eyes on the faces of little children and beggars on the street, you may just find that twinge of old China hidden and lost beneath the tall and stylish buildings that are today's Shanghai. Cheers, Josh Pabst (Live from Shanghai___Woking on 2010 World Exposition Convention Center with ECADI architectural firm.) 9.16.2006 The melancholy drones of classic Chinese music fills my room with cries on a violin lost somewhere in China's suppressed past. Something about the sound... http://www.joshpabst.com/SFDW-Seoul-Korea http://www.joshpabst.com/following/joshpabst.com/SFDW-Seoul-Korea Mon, 26 Mar 2012 11:44:09 +0000 Josh Pabst 3080261 2011/04/22 I'm awake at 3am for the second morning in a row trying to recover from my severe jet-lag. I figure now is as good a time as any to write something about my recent trip. I've opted to use my new Android phone to take most of my pictures and jot notes for this travel log. <img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080261/001_640.jpg" width="640" height="474" width_o="828" height_o="613" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080261/001_o.jpg" data-mid="15720638" caption="Kickoff Meeting" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080261/002_640.jpg" width="640" height="474" width_o="828" height_o="613" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080261/002_o.jpg" data-mid="15720640" caption="Korean Lunch with Client: Bulgogi" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080261/003_640.jpg" width="640" height="474" width_o="828" height_o="613" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080261/003_o.jpg" data-mid="15720643" caption="Bulgogi, one of my favorites" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080261/004_640.jpg" width="640" height="474" width_o="828" height_o="613" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080261/004_o.jpg" data-mid="15720644" caption="Flying in Style : A kid from Indiana" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080261/005_640.jpg" width="640" height="474" width_o="828" height_o="613" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080261/005_o.jpg" data-mid="15720649" caption="Korean Street food late night | I'd call it a fish popsicle... interesting" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080261/006_640.jpg" width="640" height="474" width_o="828" height_o="613" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080261/006_o.jpg" data-mid="15720654" caption="Korean Tea House" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080261/007_640.jpg" width="640" height="474" width_o="828" height_o="613" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080261/007_o.jpg" data-mid="15720655" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080261/008.jpg" width="465" height="613" width_o="465" height_o="613" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080261/008_o.jpg" data-mid="15720658" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080261/009.jpg" width="465" height="613" width_o="465" height_o="613" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080261/009_o.jpg" data-mid="15720660" caption="The Spa Experience" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080261/010_640.jpg" width="640" height="474" width_o="828" height_o="613" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080261/010_o.jpg" data-mid="15720663" caption="Rice Wine with carbonation: one of my favorite drinks. It will sneak up on you." border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080261/011_640.jpg" width="640" height="474" width_o="828" height_o="613" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080261/011_o.jpg" data-mid="15720668" caption="Cocoons. Needless to say not my favorite" border="0" align="left"/> This trip to Seoul started almost before I left. The taxi that picked us up from the office was nothing more than a Korean man with a minivan. There was no light on top or meter running in the front seat. I'm not sure why we needed some back-alley driver to take us, but my Korean boss had arranged it, so I didn't fret to argue. The cost is pretty much the same as hiring a Chicago cab. Maybe we do this for reliability or maybe he's just supporting the local Koreans. In any event, I was riding to O'Hare with two Koreans; already a minority before we took off. I was traveling with a large black case full of Styrofoam models. And I do mean large; too big to fit in any trunk. I can only imagine what some people at the airport might have thought was inside. As this is just my third trip to Asia, I realized as soon as I boarded the plane how spoiled I had become already. Suddenly this business class seat was just 'okay.' The huge seat that went almost completely horizontal. The obligatory 19" flat-screen in front of me. Yet, here I am, perturbed by my physical proximity to the bathroom. The scent of cleaner in the air. The thought it if being continually recycled through the fuselage as we sail through the air stings and dries out my nostrils. Wah! I know. Only one hour into the fifteen hour flight. Please excuse my english as I make shifts in tense. Some of this is reflected, and some of this is directly from notes. Think of it as flashbacks. As I type these notes into my phone, the Social Network plays in front of me as part of the in-flight entertainment. Ironic because these notes will find their way onto Facebook and a blog in the coming days. So, to those soured over Zuckerbergs win over Assange in Time, stick a sock in it. And just for my own record of memory, Charlie St. Cloud is also playing and I refuse to watch it. I'd rather watch the ridiculously unbelievable Salt again than that. At least the lovely Ms. Jolie is in that. We will be touching down in just one hour. I've done my best to sleep through much of the flight. We will be landing at 6am and it is sure to be a long couple of days. When I wrote the sentence above, I didn't realize just how long it would be. Turns out, we would work all that day. Get to the hotel around 3am the following night and then have our meeting at 8am. At the meeting I quickly became an easy game of Where's Waldo. Sitting at a long table of well dressed Koreans; the power players of Doosan Heavy Industry and ANU architecture firm. There are only two white people in this conference room. Maybe on the entire floor of this building. It is a strange feeling. I'm segregated even further as I am surely the only man of these 25 with any facial hair at all. I've inquired about this conundrum before. The answer I've gotten regarding facial hair such as a beard is that it is reserved for the elders. The wise. The old Korean men who have earned such a right through acquired wisdom. Maybe that's part of the reason I'm not shaving it off. I don't mind being followed by the stigma of wisdom. The meeting on the whole went well. The clients chose the massing scheme that we had hoped. There will be a lot of work in the coming days to rework the facade/elevation. After the meeting we went to lunch with the president of ANU (the local architect). Mr. Choi. We went for Bulgogi at a place near our hotel. Delicious. The idea is to take thinly sliced meat and cook it in front of you. There are many fixings to go with the fresh meat as is Korean custom. We also ordered some celebratory shots or bombs as we like to call them in the states. Soju mixed with beer. About 5 ounces worth. I wasn't sure as the 'cheer's came if I was supposed to throw back the entire shot. I did. Several others did as well. However, I quickly came to learn that drinking the whole thing in one-go means, translated loosely, 'get your drink on.' If you finish the whole shot, you are immediately poured another. Leaving lunch with a buzz and being done for the day meant. Well, I didn't know what it meant, but I was ready for another drink. I went to the casino. I had another beer and promptly lost fifty bucks. This is when it's a bummer to be 'alone' in an exotic place. I've been working for about two days now in the hotel. I really kind of like this setup. There are almost no distractions and I am able to be super productive. I'm preparing some ideas I have regarding the exterior wall to present on Friday. Meeting: I have been sitting in a meeting today (Friday) for almost thirty minutes now. It's been just over 18 minutes since a single word of English has been uttered. I am now taking notes about the trip into my phone to kill time. Through the frosted glass in this conference room I can see a myriad of people, assuredly Korean, going on with their business as usual. We are not allowed to go in that room. It is very high security. The reason for this is because my firm (DeStefano+Partners) might be working on the same competition but be partnered with a different local architect. Thusly, ANU does not want us to see their 'top secret' design. An interesting tid-bit is that it's not actually ANU. The company is A&U. The American "&" must not translate too well. D plus P is often referred to in Korea as DNP. So, there has been a big push here to just call it DP. No AND, no PLUS, no nothing. JUST DP. I have made several appearances at the gym in the hotel. But, it's not just a gym as we think of it. Like with many things Korean; there is an order to things. To get to the gym you must enter through the locker room. But, it's not just a locker rom. It's like a men's club. To enter the wood floored, polished, locker lounge you must first take off your shoes. Next you will see plenty of naked Korean man ass (hairless I might add). Again, not fitting in quite seamlessly. The hotel is super nice. I was given two discount passes to the breakfast buffet. I've used both of them already. Today I was not going to go because it is quite expensive and I was out of coupons. Then I decided that there was an irony that I should not ignore. The coupons of which I was out of were for 30% off breakfast. And so I went. Last time I was there I commented about really disliking the octopus that was still moving on the table. Every time we sat for dinner my Korean boss would make jokes about my experience with the eight legged sea monster. All I could make out as he was telling everyone we met was, ... Joshy.... octo ... Joshy, and then they'd all have a big laugh. should really watch what I say or write about the food or culture; but I'm not going to. I still don't care for Kimchi; sue me. And, honestly, I've lost all track of what day it is. After we left the office I was told we were going out for dinner. That's all I knew. Next thing I know we are in the basement of a rather ... dark ... restaurant. This is where much of Korean architecture business takes place. There are now 4-5 Korean men at our table. Reasonably heavy drinking ensues. Soon everyone is well on their way to drunk, and I am eating butterfly's. No, I'm eating caterpillars. No, no. I'm eating cocoons. By the spoonful. A very traditional dish. You might think they are a delicacy. Not the case. They are very cheap and very popular treat; especially among young children. I have to admit; they taste... I just can't say: I don't think they taste bad, but the mental block is tough. The fact that I'm fairly drunk is likely the only thing that allows me to get a second helping. That's enough. I'll continue drinking my rice wine. Which I really like; this batch has some carbonation and is quite delicious. Though, I must admit that I feel that given the distinct color and serving dish, I did kind of feel like a cat. The highlight of this trip though, came on Friday night when we took the Seoul public transportation and headed,With my boss, I.C., to the old heart of Seoul. This is where you really get a feel for the city. This is when you leave much of the westernization behind and go experience the authentic street food and markets. The atmosphere is palpable. You can hear the drunks stammering and shouting. The steam rolls off of grills throughout the streets that are littered with food tents that can sit just 5-6 people. Here we drink Soju and eat intestines. They are chewy but the flavors are fantastic. I catch a buzz quickly and we are bouncing from watering-hole to watering-hole. But it's not like here. They are not bars in this area of Seoul. In fact, there aren't 'bars'; like the kind you stand at. We are going to small dives where we order a small amount of food and then enjoy a drink. Then perhaps to an old tea house for some Ginger tea. Delicious. Then back out into the cold to find the next hole to see what it has to offer. We wander from places to place for the better part of 5 hours passing the DP Seoul Post Office tower situated on an impressive intersection. 2011/04/22 I'm awake at 3am for the second morning in a row trying to recover from my severe jet-lag. I figure now is as good a time as any to write something... http://www.joshpabst.com/SDMR-Residential http://www.joshpabst.com/following/joshpabst.com/SDMR-Residential Mon, 26 Mar 2012 11:17:49 +0000 Josh Pabst 3080096 <img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080096/SDMR 20070219 1035-low coutyard JP2BALOONS.jpg" width="467" height="700" width_o="467" height_o="700" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080096/SDMR 20070219 1035-low coutyard JP2BALOONS_o.jpg" data-mid="15720030" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080096/SDMR 20070219 AXON-DIAGRAM-05_640.jpg" width="640" height="640" width_o="1000" height_o="1000" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080096/SDMR 20070219 AXON-DIAGRAM-05_o.jpg" data-mid="15720033" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080096/SDMR Lobby-RES-001 Modern V1_640.jpg" width="640" height="480" width_o="1067" height_o="800" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080096/SDMR Lobby-RES-001 Modern V1_o.jpg" data-mid="15720034" border="0" align="left"/><img src="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080096/SDMR Lobby-RES-001 Warm V1_640.jpg" width="640" height="480" width_o="1067" height_o="800" src_o="http://payload39.cargocollective.com/1/6/219626/3080096/SDMR Lobby-RES-001 Warm V1_o.jpg" data-mid="15720037" border="0" align="left"/>