travel, Death & Spatial Design
Last year, we walked the Path of The Gods in Italy. This well-worn and rustic road along the tops of the hills overlooking the Costa d’Amalfi as the name suggests seems to touch the sky, seems to reach into the heavens – quite often concealed in mists as if when the mists roll in and sit down low onto the path, the dead and the living can walk together. I am conscious now of my need for these types of spaces. I have become more aware of the necessity for spaces where the living and those who have passed over (an interesting concept in itself) can walk together and talk and sit together and be together. The importance of this idea cannot be underestimated in a society that moves past death so quickly – a quiet creek where bird sound pierces the ether, a coffee shop where it is possible to pull an empty chair into the aisle and fill it with your hat and bag fully understanding the symbolism of the act – a ship deck where the prow is empty in front of me and I ... 
I certainly had access to a room where every conversation we had had in the previous 5 years was still going on – it was a large room, a room with many tables and lots of people talking and it was him and I at every table and our voices doing all the talking. The conversations had not all happened in one room; yet, my memory had placed them all in one room. It had no windows except those facing the street. It looked like little Cajun restaurant I had eaten in some years ago in San Francisco. Light came in through the front door and through the street windows that fell like dividers between the realm of the walkers and the sitters, large sheets of opaque glass dropping like transparent icebergs from the ceiling to floor. People passed by and the shadows of these walkers and shoppers could be seen on the floor of the restaurant, under the tables, across the tables. We knew when they passed by but we kept talking as if to stop talking would bring life to an end. As if there was only ever one room and that room and those conversations had to be preserved at all cost.

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