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I’m a corporate and commercial lawyer in Toronto. I write here when something is worth saying and not before.
This site is an experiment in form: a blog that behaves like a correspondence. Some entries are sent, some received. Let’s see how far I can take this.
If you want to share thoughts on my posts, talk about the law, building with AI or just about anything interesting, write to me.
May be, it is time to start writing jumbled thoughts and untangle them here. Would you watch me - sometime succeeding, sometimes failing - capture my thoughts and laying them bare for you and the world?
A house is a machine for living in.
— Le Corbusier
I read this in school and dismissed it as an architect’s hubris. I have come around. The point is not that the house should feel like a machine. The point is that every part of it is doing work, whether or not you ask it to.
The corner unit has been doing work on me for two years.
Walking is the only mode of transit that produces sentences. Cars give you destinations; transit gives you anonymity; bicycles give you adrenaline. Only the walk gives you a paragraph.
The pace is the trick. Slow enough that the eye notices, fast enough that the mind keeps up. Anything slower becomes meditation. Anything faster becomes commute.
I have written most of what I think while moving past buildings I do not own.