June 7, 2006
In LA, people open their windows, even in the June Gloom (that moment when the Pacific lays a blanket of cool fog on the city at the inauguration of summer), and anything can happen. It made me elegiac, thinking if only New York could work the same way—but we’re 180 degrees apart. The differences are immense. Not just 3,000 miles and a continent, but people. I actually stood in an architect’s office, where a professional colleague, an old friend and fellow worker, praised the work of his friend. Do you think that would ever happen in New York? As much as I love the place, for a variety of reasons, never.
Robert Ivy, FAIA
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