4-H National Champion

Written by Jamie Treadwell, age 17, Christoval High School senior, intern at KFA


          Two years ago, my sister asked me if I wanted to be on her new 4-H Food Challenge Team. Seeing as my cooking knowledge was as wide as making toast and cereal, I was concerned about how much of an asset I would be for the team. In case you weren’t aware, the 4-H Food Challenge consists of teams of three to five that receive a random bag of ingredients and have to make a dish in forty minutes, sort of like Chopped, the television show. However, after exploring the idea, I decided that it could be a really exciting experience.

            Our first year was a little slow, and we did not perform too well, simply because the challenge was quite new to us. However, we pushed through and kept practicing. Last February was our District Competition, where we were able to make a dish worthy enough to earn first place, which advanced us to State Round-Up.  By the time state rolled around, we had been practicing every week and were determined to come out victorious. When June finally came it was time to compete, and we were extremely nervous. The first round of state was not terribly intimidating, it just felt like another practice. Thankfully, we were able to place first in our category, which advanced us to the final challenge. This was a whole other story. The top four teams in Texas would now battle it out for the national spot, and we were contenders. Forty minutes of cooking and ten minutes presenting later, we were officially state champions, sending us to Nationals at the Texas State Fair.

            Arriving at the State Fair, with the large display of lights and overwhelming size, it was clear we were not at the San Angelo Stock Show and Rodeo. The National Competition consists of one round, and winner takes all. After getting acquainted with the other state teams and walking around the fair, it was time to compete. Our forty minutes began, and our bag contained three peaches, a pork chop, flour, an onion, and chicken broth. What in the world could this make? Thankfully, my sister had an idea. “Let’s use cheese from the pantry and make bowls, filling them with pork salad, topped with a peach dressing.” I had my doubts, but if anyone could do it, I knew it would be us. Forty stressful minutes later, we had successfully concocted our Fredericksburg Pork Salad Bites. Finally, it was time to announce the National Champion, and I could not have been more stressed. They started with fifth place and worked their way down, getting slower and slower as they called each place. After what felt like forever, it was time to find out who won. “And your 2018 Nation Champions are… Tom Green County!”

            Even though I was skeptical of joining our 4-H Food Challenge Team in the first place, I am forever grateful that I took the leap that paid off in the end. In conclusion, I learned to not be afraid to try new things. It turned out to become one of my great successes of my seventeen years on this earth.

Mid-Century on the Concho

We had the pleasure of touring this little jewel.  

Architect:  Dutch Stuermer

Project:  Stuermer Residence, circa 1964

 Stuermer displayed a keen eye for detail throughout the house.

Stuermer displayed a keen eye for detail throughout the house.

 Stuermer house plan, circa 1964.

Stuermer house plan, circa 1964.

 Stuermer's design was possibly influenced by American architect, Frank Lloyd Wright and the Jabob's House.

Stuermer's design was possibly influenced by American architect, Frank Lloyd Wright and the Jabob's House.

 R.I.P. Cinnamon

R.I.P. Cinnamon

New York City

A friend offered Susan and me her apartment for a week stay in New York City--she made us an offer we couldn't refuse.  Since we lived there in the 80's, we've been back perhaps five times and it's always intriguing to see how the city has changed while remaining, in many ways, the same.  We said "yes!".

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The endless energy remains, like an angel hovering over the city, driving innovation and pushing for the new.  The neighborhood where we worked, lower Chelsea, has been transformed from derelict to divine due to the Hi-Line park being a stratospheric success and generating countless new "starchitect"-designed buildings by Renzo Piano, Frank Gehry, the late Zaha Hadid, Enneagram, Diller Scofidio, and others.  Construction cranes tower over many areas.  Times Square is glitzier than ever.  New bike lanes are a welcome addition.  Central Park continues to be the green beating heart, keeping the city sane and breathing.

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The Hi Line

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Central Park

Yet, I can't help but miss many of the things that are now of a bygone era.  The unique districts have lost much of their distinct purpose, having become homogenized thru countless chains strung along the streets and by the extraordinary rents that forced many of the Mom and Pop's to leave.  Nowadays, it's hard to tell that there was a Garment district teeming with teenagers pushing carts of hung clothing along the avenues or a Meat Packing district where you could view innumerable hung carcasses by day and more colorful characters walking the streets by night.  Some heat has left Hell's Kitchen as it lurches towards Purgatory and there is little Italian being spoken in Little Italy.  Much of the grittiness has morphed into gentility.  There is no more graffiti on subway cars and the place actually feels safe.


Garment District 1940's

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Garment District today


Meatpacking District 1950's

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Meatpacking District today

Still, New York City is a marvel, one of the real wonders of the world.  World-class in so many large and small ways.  Walking the streets is full of adventure and discovery.  Many of the new buildings are laboratories of inventiveness.  The detail of the city in old and new is palpable.  New restaurants abound.  It's easy to get around.  While there, Halloween was about to happen and we got to review/judge costumes of young and old everywhere we went.  The young won.





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Rockefeller Center


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And now, safely back home, I read accounts of a sad young man fueled by bad religion, driving and killing people near the West Side Highway.  Lord, have mercy.

Redemptive Work

We are thrilled to have been a part of a great project for San Angelo, The Stephens Performing Arts Center.  Reclaiming and reinventing the old derelict Coke warehouse has been a very good thing for downtown and for the arts, giving life to both.

Things we like about San Angelo, Part One

During one of our office's Friday afternoon discussions over beer, we decided to document some things we like about San Angelo.  I like old signs.  I took a camera and began to record several of the old painted signs around town.  This signage is often very simple or layered or weathered...but it works, especially when set against a great West Texas sky.   See what you think as you CLICK THRU THE IMAGES BELOW... 

Reduce, Reuse, Recycle

            Everywhere you look, from the grocery store to the clothing store and hardware store, consumers are presented with various products labeled with the word "recycled".  Many people, myself included, gravitate towards these products because I believe we are making a better choice for our environment.  However, I pose a question, "are we making a better choice?"

            The year was 1970, millions of people stepped outside for peaceful demonstrations while demanding environmental reform in the first celebration of Earth Day.  One product of this movement was a design competition led by the Container Corporation of America.  The CCA wanted to create a recognizable symbol to be used by any manufacturer engaged in recycling.  Gary Anderson, a young college student would be responsible for the circular arrow design we have come to know today.

 The first image is Anderson's original symbol, and the subsequent images are used world-wide to represent (L) a product can be recycled and (R) a product was made from recycled materials.

The first image is Anderson's original symbol, and the subsequent images are used world-wide to represent (L) a product can be recycled and (R) a product was made from recycled materials.

                    There are several products we use every day that are made from recycled materials such as: cereal boxes, bottles, paint, paper, concrete and floor coverings.  If you decide to purchase these products then you are completing the recycling loop.  In addition, recycled materials also become new products that are different from their original uses.  Many of these show up in the building industry such as carpet made from plastic soda/water bottles and asphalt or concrete that incorporates recycled glass. 

            Items such as paper and aluminum are also reported to be practical for recycling because aluminum can be used again and again and countries like China, depend on our paper waste to make paper goods.

            As I continued to research and answer my own question, "are we making a better choice by recycling?" I discovered evidence that indicates maybe not every location should recycle certain items such as, glass. Not all recycling facilities can accept glass, and some facilities have to transport the glass recyclables at least 200 miles away.  Furthermore, in some larger cities, residents are urged to recycle and they are provided separate plastic bins for separating recyclable materials.  In doing this, cities also had to increase their fleets of waste disposal trucks to keep up with the demands of transporting these recyclables.  While it sounds like the best of intentions, it does contribute to the growing pollution problem. 

            In an intervew with economist Holly Fretwell, Research Fellow at Property Environmentand Research Center and an adjunct instructor at Montana State University, she makes a claim that the U.S. at its current rate of trash production would have enough landfill space for the next 100 years on one of Ted Turner's expansive ranches  with 50,000 acres to spare.  Fretwell also makes note of the positive results that come out of landfills. They are carefully lined and sealed once full and then cities have built beaches, or parks, and even ski resorts all above a pile of waste.

            While doing further research on landfills I stumbled upon another question - are landfills really that bad?  I know, they have a pretty bad rap.  They are unsightly, the smell can be rather intoxicating, and just plain gross.  However, I came across several examples of what a landfill looks like once it's sealed and I was impressed.  Some examples worth noting are:

 Freshkills Park - Staten Island, NY. (which also produces solar energy)

Freshkills Park - Staten Island, NY. (which also produces solar energy)

 Red Rock Canyon Open Space - Colorado Springs, CO

Red Rock Canyon Open Space - Colorado Springs, CO

 Washington Park Arboretum - Seattle, WA

Washington Park Arboretum - Seattle, WA

 Washington Park Arboretum - Seattle, WA

Washington Park Arboretum - Seattle, WA

 One positive thing to take note of: now we have these beautiful park spaces and conservation land that could have been asphalt and concrete.

            At the end of the day, are we making a better choice?  I guess it depends on what you decide to recycle or not.  Maybe it depends where you live.  Maybe, we have to accept that both worlds need to co-exist.  Landfills and Recycling Centers.  At least we can ride on our recycled skateboards over the skate park - landfills.

Melissa Speck


The Ones That Got Away...

In cleaning out the innards of our computer, we came upon some old projects that have not been heard from in years:  old projects that were designed but never built or old small built projects that we seemed to have relegated to the digital dustbin.  Finding them was like seeing an old friend on the street after many years.  The connection is real and immediate.  Here are some images of these "children"...for better and worse.


 Generative Sketch of The Giving Quilt

Generative Sketch of The Giving Quilt


The Giving Quilt - Donor Recognition Wall










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SHIRLEY FLORAL - Awning studies 



Why Study Architecture?

Written by Shelby Rowe, age 17, Central High School senior, intern at KFA

            "What do you want to be when you grow up?" This question is thrown at you the moment you walk into your first classroom. When you are little, answers consist of cowboy, cheerleader, racecar driver, and mermaid. Everyone is so excited for their future and  just can't wait until they are old enough to fulfill their innocent dreams. The closer I got to grown up, the more unsure of my answer I became. Every year, my answer would change. Maybe a veterinarian, a concert pianist, a special ed teacher. I would pass by street artists drawing cartoon faces of people posing in front of them and think, "Well that looks fun. Maybe I should do that." Everything looks fun and exciting to a seven year old who's not worrying about how much money they will make and if that will actually make enough to raise a family on. The  question only comes more frequently in high school. You get to arrange some of your courses to better fit your college and life plan, if you have one. Teachers, counselors, parents, nosy church ladies, all curious as to what you want to do with the rest of your life. "You are the future. What do you plan to do with it?" Everyone hates the "I don't really know," answer, but that was all I could come up with. I have so many hobbies, so many joys, how am I supposed to narrow it down to just one for the rest of my life?                                                                                        Growing up, I filled notebook after notebook with drawings, resisting the urge to not cover my textbooks with doodles. Every week, I looked forward to my art class in school and even better were the art classes after school that I was constantly enrolled in. Further into high school, it became clear to me, and anyone who met me, that whatever I did with my life, art would have to be a part of it. painting and drawing had always been my outlet, the thing I did by myself, for myself. No one taught me how to do it, I just did it because I wanted to, because it made me happy. It wasn't until the summer between my sophomore and junior year that I discovered a new form of art: architecture.                                                                                            History has always been my favorite subject in school because I am fascinated by people, how and why they lived they ways they did, their artistic and musical tastes, what materials they had access to and how they used them. That summer, my family and I took a trip to Europe, traveling to Paris, London, Wales, Ireland, and Scotland. In Paris and London, I was intrigued by architectural staples such as the Eiffel Tower, Notre Dame, Big Ben, and Westminster Abbey, but I also noticed the small apartment complexes, street pubs, tiny boutiques, aging churches tucked away and hidden by the busy streets. In Ireland, I fell in love with the intricate bridges and ancient monastery ruins, Scotland showed me castles and cemeteries. Everything was so detailed, the wood and stone carved by hand, each their own masterful piece of art. This art was different from any that I had ever created or imagined creating. This is when architecture became a very real thought as to what my future plan would contain.                                                                                                                                                 I had always thought of architects as the people who united  America with uniform, blocky buildings, destroying the individuality of beautiful cities and urbanizing every inch of open space. Big cities across the country, across the world, are sacrificing their personalities to chain restaurants and department stores, Wal-Marts and McDonalds. Architects, however, fight this uniformity. They infuse cities with interactive pieces of art, adding a bit of their own personality. Why architecture? This is why. There is something very pleasing to see your art being used instead of simply framed and hung on your bedroom wall. This will be my contribution. I will add to the community character by revitalizing historical styles and incorporating them with my own taste. Architecture will allow me to turn my hobby into something productive and efficient, something needed instead of just something admired by a few of my friends.                                                                                                                                          Architecture affects everyone. People spend their lives going in and out of buildings, up and down downtown streets, walking through parks, constantly surrounded by the work of an architect. As wonderful as a painting hanging on the wall is, I want to look at a home, an office, a school, a library and be able to say "I helped create that. We made that beautiful building happen." These are the places where people spend their lives. I want to make these places more than just four walls and a roof they visit every day. 

Reflections on a River

Part I, History:

Our small city in West Texas has a river running through it.  Yes, it’s a bit of an oxymoron.

San Angelo is at the confluence of three rivers--due to this, there is a lot of history and life involved.  It was a Native American hub of activity as well as the location of a frontier fort.  Because of the river, I believe our city is the envy of every other dusty city within 120 miles. 

However, since the city's humble official beginnings as a western fort outpost called Fort Concho in the 1860's , the river has been neglected or worse.  Early settlers treated it as a trash dump and sewage channel.  Early buildings built along our main street ignored it, putting the backsides of buildings facing the river to allow for easier dumping of trash.  There were a series of half-hearted attempts at "beautification" but not until the 1990's was there serious consideration of making the river a primary focus for the city.  Still, the river was a slowly evolving project until 2006, when a half-cent sales tax was passed by voters to accelerate development.





Reflections on a River, Part II, The Commission:

 There are a few architects in our small city but no landscape architects.  So, when the Concho River Revitalization project was approved by voters to proceed, the City looked outside of San Angelo to a very large A/E landscape firm for services.  However, the marriage between the City and the A/E firm wasn’t a productive one, and the City quickly tired of the designs presented, labeling them as "cookie cutter."  They hired Kinney Franke Architects in their place.  The work included extensive permitting through Federal agencies, bank stabilization, water quality issues, dredging, trails, plazas, lighting, fountains, etc.  The hope was to revitalize and reinvent a key stretch of the river as it flowed through downtown, over a mile long.

There was a learning curve.  Though we had completed parks before, a landscape project of this scale and scope was daunting.   We immersed ourselves in landscapes:  relearning landscape history, visiting other river cities such as Austin, San Antonio, and New Orleans, visiting a Landscape Architect friend in Midland, reading books, meeting with the Upper Colorado River Authority folks, etc.



Reflections on a River, Part III, Thoughts:

With this crash-course underpinning (and having walked and biked our river trail for many years), we proceeded to learn and create.  Now, with the project built and embraced by the city, here are some reflections on the work:

1.       The project was a success because the work grew out of collaboration.  Citizens, City Staff, City Council, consultants, each individual in our office, contractors, stone masons, UCRA staff, and other subs all provided valuable input that we tried to heed.  Perhaps because we didn't know a great deal about landscape architecture at the beginning, we were able to listen more closely and follow good ideas no matter where they originated.  Many participated and have now taken ownership.  A good thing.

2.       Practicing good urban design was crucial:  Tying seamlessly into the existing fabric of City (streets, sidewalks, landscaping, plazas, etc.), using sequential vision to create a sense of discovery, accentuating landmarks, and focusing and fostering activity zones were all key in creating a larger coherent fabric, with each individual element adding to the whole.

3.        There was a lot to work with on an already beautiful river, even though much of what was built was tired...very tired.  By building on these existing qualities and buildings, by "going with the givens," it allowed us to cost-effectively enhance the  character of distinct areas.  For example:

  • The "wasteland" areas below bridges were eroded and full of trash.  Yet, there was abundant shade and the temperature was noticeably cooler than adjacent sun-filled areas.  And so, we developed these shade zones as areas to put seating, exercise areas, artwork, etc.  They have become very popular on hot West Texas afternoons.
  • The river had areas with distinct characteristics.  And so, we were able to enhance these characteristics and create certain zones along a river trail: a Nature Zone, shade/shadow zones, a Cultural Zone, a Kid Play zone, and other future development zones, like pearls on a long necklace.  We simply built on what was already emerging.  I believe this is what Christopher Alexander calls "listening to a place."




Reflections on a River, Part IV, More Thoughts:

1.       We discovered that Landscape Architecture is not all that different from the architecture of buildings and places.  Good design seems to be a universal--whether it be buildings, landscapes, objects, or places--that can unlock potential.   This sounds very heady but during the design for the river, we became much more aware of simple elements such as plant types, xeriscaping, water use in a desert environment, hot/cool, shade/shadow/light, moving thru spaces, natural materials: we tried to use these as tools to create a sense of place...and sometimes of wonder, which seems to be at the heart of good landscape design.  Used well, these elements make a place where folks want to bring kids.  We are particularly fond of the large slab stones that were brought in to create a substantial and low maintenance pattern throughout the project.

2.       I'm glad the City insisted on longevity and low maintenance.  Too often architects design things that are beautiful...for a year or two.  And then the earth starts to reclaim what it lost, the beauty gets swallowed by time, and maintenance issues increase.   In light of this, everything we specified or designed was for the long term.  For example the LED lighting along the trails rarely needs maintenance, requires less energy, and lasts ten years or more.





Reflections on a River, Part V, Even More Thoughts:

1.       We learned a lot about water quality from the Upper Colorado River Authority.  We visited the state of the art LCRA facility in Austin and traced where stormwater from the streets begins as black sludge and, after passing through several passive BMP's or filters, the water is purified and cleaned until it is clear as crystal.  We tried to adopt as many of these Best Management Practices as possible so that our river can begin to recover from years of neglect.  What is on the ground ends up in the river and the muck on the streets steals the oxygen from river water.  So we tried to slow stormwater down to prevent erosion and we filtered it slowly through open fields or Aqua Swirl tanks or bermed detention ponds so that it would lose impurities as it made its way to the river.    We studied ways to stabilize eroding riverbanks, arriving at rip rap as our best alternative due to costs and zero maintenance but also because rip rap boulders slow water down and creates habitat for aquatic life.

2.       There is a thriving art community in San Angelo.  Artists came forward to propose different art pieces for identified areas.  A sculptor was commissioned to create limestone panels of scenes depicting local flora and fauna.  Sixteen of these panels were set into a series of stone column  markers with uplit light cubes at the tops.  A series of mosaic pieces were installed in shaded areas below bridges:  mosaic cars/trucks and a fantastic fifteen foot by thirty foot large mural.  Overall, thirty new pieces were added to create a remarkable string of artwork along the trail.

When I first arrived in San Angelo twenty eight years ago, I remember jogging a broken pathway along the Concho River, amazed at the beauty and potential.  I remember seeing heron nests in trees and ducks landing on water.  Through the years, before the river project began, I biked often and slowly along the banks, getting a sense of the place, learning the history, patterns, the natural trails of wildlife, the smells, the hot/cool areas, shade/shadow/light at different times of the year, never imagining that we would be a part of revitalizing the heart of a fine city.  You never know.  I'm very thankful that our firm has had the opportunity to work on a project that brings such life.  We were pleased that the project won the statewide award from the Texas Recreation and Parks Society for Best Park of 2014.





Some Things We are Learning as We Design for Elder Care

My father--91 years old, one of the greatest of the Greatest Generation--had been failing for several years before he died last month.  Firsthand, I experienced his gradual decline and how the healthcare system he was in served him...or failed him.  Here are some observations of the care he received, along with some lessons learned as we visited the numerous facilities that my father was in:

1Experience matters.  Yes, our seniors can teach us--but that's not the type of experience I refer to.  Staff experience, training and , especially, a capacity for compassion were crucial.  During Dad's multiple hospital and nursing home stays, I observed the workers who attended to his needs.  On one end of the spectrum there were those who blustered into the room, waking my father for no apparent reason, not making eye contact, doing things to him but not seeing him.  Dad would glaze over on these occasions and his great humor would evaporate.  On the other end of the spectrum, I think of his last primary caretaker Sheku.  Sheku entered quietly, held my father's hand, asked him what he needed, gave gentle instructions of what he was doing or going to do.  They talked and began a real relationship.  Sheku was like a Zen master.  He saw my father, he had compassion.

Middle English, from Anglo-French or Late Latin; Anglo-French, from Late Latin compassion-, compassio, from compati to sympathize, from Latin com- + pati to bear, suffer with.

Of course most of the workers caring for my father fell somewhere between these two extremes.  Working with Baptist Retirement Community here in San Angelo, I have been impressed that they view training as the first good of great elder care.  They spend a lot of time with workers before they interact with elders.  The training they provide enables workers a much better perspective on the clients they serve...they begin to see them and serve them as a mission, not merely a method (I understand they have one of the lowest employee turnover rates in the country).  I'm not sure that compassion can be taught, at least not in a classroom setting...but it can be modeled, something I am witnessing daily.  Maybe compassion is contagious?

We can have the best facilities imaginable but if there are not compassionate and trained workers employed, what good does it do?

2.  Architecture matters.  As Winston Churchill puts it: "We make our buildings...and forever after, they make us."  The spaces that our elders inhabit make a real difference as life is lived out.  Small but basic things such as privacy (not having to share a bedroom, having a bathroom in your room), views to the natural world outside, natural light, eliminating as many "beeping devices" as possible, entering spaces that felt home-like rather than hospital-like all played a part in making my father comfortable.  I could see him relax or get agitated, depending on his environment.  In one Assisted Living facility where my father stayed, I remember walking out of his room to find a seemingly endless corridor filled with noisy machines of all types and with food carts loaded with different trays.  Workers reviewed charts to see what went where.  A nurse station sat at the end of the corridor, much like a guard station.  We can do better I thought.  We must do better.

Maybe hospitals have to be somewhat institutional to work properly.  Maybe.  Efficiency and cost-control are obviously important.  But when they dictate the architecture and the architecture then overshadows and crushes the spirit of the clients, what good is that?   As I research health care facilities of all types, I notice that things are moving towards a distinctly non-institutional and more home-like environment, even in hospitals.  Even large scale facilities can be broken into smaller, more intimate nodes.  Colors and finishes are more important than ever.  Natural light is crucial.  Assisted Living and Skilled Nursing facilities are really beginning to embrace this new model.  As an architect, I recognize that smaller scale and more intimate spaces cost more--we are continually seeking to balance costs with benefits.  This is a real struggle as we search for more humane and meaningful places.

3.  Options matter.  One of the hospitals where my father stayed had first-rate medical care...but not much else.  He stayed in his bed all day: unable to read, not interested in the reality tv or game shows on the television.  Nurses would come check vital signs and then move on to the adjacent room.  He was bored and I don't blame him.  Were it not for visitations from family and friends, it would have been disastrous.  On the other end of the spectrum, at one of the Skilled Nursing facilities where he stayed, there was an Event Coordinator who visited daily to make sure he knew of the ice cream social downstairs or the bingo event on the second floor, etc.  A physical therapist made scheduled visits and got him up walking several times a day.  These small calendar events were something to look forward to.  Dad got to choose which events he attended and his family got to be in on these decisions.  My father thrived in this setting which allowed him to heal from a fall much more quickly, which then allowed for a shorter stay in the facility--saving lots of money.  It seems pretty basic.

In the better facilities, other small choices could be made:  choice of small or large community room setting (rather than only one room or no community room at all), choice of large or smaller chairs along large windows or smaller windows, choice of various healthy menu options served on real plates.  Yes, these are small choices but they added up to a more humane way of living.  We all want to make choices.

In the not too distant future, we will be the ones who inhabit the health care spaces we (as a community) make--my hope is that the architecture of the spaces serves, ennobles, and inspires those in the final chapters of their lives.  My father trained combat fighter pilots during World War II.  I like to think of him up there in the skies in his AT-6, smiling, as he looks down on some good things happening in an often chaotic world.

Industrial Design: 5 Products We Like

Womb Chair – this classic design by Eero Saarinen is a favorite of ours because of its exposed hardware, classic aesthetic, totally padded surface, and comfort with multiple seating positions. The Womb Chair swallows you when you sit in it.


Swissvoice L7 home phone- despite home phones being rapidly phased out by their cellular counterparts, we thought this one by Swissvoice had some very elegant lines and angles. Hard not to feel cool while talking into this thing.

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Nest Thermostat- this is an example of how design and technology can be applied to simple things in our life and have a large impact. The nest thermostat makes it easy to control the temperature of a house in an elegant, easy to use package without the confusion of a small, dimly lit LCD screen with vague, disassociated buttons and numbers. You simply twist the dial to scroll and push in/pull out to select and go back.  The smartphone connectivity is also a plus. 


1967 Alfa Romeo Tipo 33 Stradale- this late 60’s Alfa designed by Franco Scaglione represents what we love about car design. It is lithe, fluid, beautiful, and almost looks as if the bodywork was poured over the chassis. Like most sports cars from the 60’s, it was plagued by quirks that made it a little difficult to use, but this is a prime example of an Automobile as art.

  those flared fenders....

those flared fenders....

   I love how the windows wrap around the roof of the car

 I love how the windows wrap around the roof of the car

Toward Sofa- This is a newer design by Erik Jorgenson that evokes a distinctly midcentury-modern feel. We love how the cushions are different colors and sizes, yet they stick together as a family. The brass leg caps are also a nice detail. 

  nice asymmetry.

nice asymmetry.


The Folks Who Build Things:

Below are brief descriptions of some of the craftsmen and subcontractors who are currently building certain projects that we have designed, each one adding a unique contribution, building on other voices and contributions.  Together, with us, with the engineers, with the client (and others), we hope to arrive at a special finished place everyone is proud of.  We all have a desire to do our best work and to take away the knowledge that we added something to the quality of life of those who will inhabit and use the spaces.  We believe this hints at the collaborative intent of our work.

Getting to know some of the subcontractors and tradesmen/craftsmen on our jobs has been a great privilege.  Sharing our worlds, learning about our respective families, discussing what really matters, all helps to foster a bit of community.  We begin building projects that may last nine months or even many years-a long time.  Why not engage?  Coincidentally, this helps to arrive at better projects and better construction.  Who wants to disappoint a friend?  It works both ways.  Caring about the other makes it easier to discuss problems or problem work.  It's hard to look each other in the eye if things are not going well.  Fridays in our office, we have begun to play a variation of chess we call Collaborative Chess...it's the same game but , instead of pitting one against the other in the traditional way, we have teams that speak to and help each other.  We make suggestions to the other team, we tell them that, if they move that piece there, then we will move this piece there--should they reconsider the move?  And so, what was once adversarial becomes a partnering paradigm.  Building is a complicated business.  It makes sense to engage the other as a partner.  There is enough adversarial stuff going on in the world, right?


Kent:  Grew up in Snyder, Texas.  Worked for a construction company in Snyder, Texas until they went out of business.  Fortunately, Templeton Construction came to town to build a Walmart, he joined them (twenty six years ago), and has been with Templeton ever since.  He is a Project Superintendent overseeing jobs and he says that he loves what he does.  Best thing about the job: "it puts gas in his Harley."  Worst thing:  "dealing with those who don't take pride in their work or who try to take 'short cuts.' " Currently, Kent is the Project Superintendent for the YMCA Addition.


Wade:  Born and raised in San Angelo, went to Central High School.  Has been with Templeton since 1992 doing carpentry work of all types.  Best thing about job: "pays his bills."  Worst thing (he says with a laugh): "has to wake up early each morning to get to work."  Currently, Wade is working on the YMCA Addition and the Kinney Franke Office Building..





Steve:  Born in Paris, Texas but has lived in San Angelo most of his life.  Went to high school and then "the oilfield."  Has been in construction for nine years, working for Templeton.  Likes the Green Bay Packers.   Best thing about his job: Steve says that he enjoys all aspects of his work and the people around him.  Worst thing: "there are no worse things, it's all good."  Drives a Harley.  Currently, Steve is working on the YMCA Addition and the Kinney Franke Office Building.


Snake:  Grew up in Lampasas, Texas.  Went to TSTI to learn the electrical trade.  Has been with Wesley Crow electric for twenty years.  Travels throughout Texas to different jobs.  Loves his work because every day brings something different.  Likes working on the River Revitalization because its outdoors.



McCrae Construction:  The McCrae family has been hard at work on the Concho river for a long time.  L.B. McCrae (father) went into business for himself in 1964 and built the original fountains that line the river in 1983.  Today, in our current 2012 River Revitalization project, these fountains are being "re-invented" by his sons.  Mickey is the current owner of McCrae Construction and Randy McCrae is the Project Manager.  Danny McCrae is the mason in the field (with his son-in-law Brandon and a nephew, Justin) interpreting the plans and doing some phenomenal work that transcends the drawings.  Their work has been particularly inventive and creative.  Danny says that the river project has been one of the best things he's worked on.  He enjoys seeing the continuation of the family history in the masonry work at the fountains...and he loves being outdoors.  The old and tired existing fountains look new and full of life.  Here are some before and after photos:


Caleb:  Grew up in a town near Waco, Texas.  Graduated from Angelo State University and went to work for Reece Albert in 2000.  Worked in the office for a few years, worked in the field for a few years and now manages projects around the state.  Absolutely loves the river project because its outside...and because its different than anything Reece Albert (typically, they do road construction) has ever done.  He says "there is a lot to learn here."


 Rex:  Born and raised in Cairo, Georgia.  Worked for his dad in the construction industry before joining the Air Force, flying cargo planes all over the world.  Moved to San Angelo where his wife's family lived in the early seventies.  Rex has worked with Templeton for thirty two years doing all different types of work.  Is working as Project Superintendent on the River Revitalization project and enjoys the variety of the work...and being outdoors.  Also likes that there are fewer trades to coordinate.


Thomas:  A native San Angeloan, Thomas was born into a family of craftsmen.  He has worked for various companies through the years and is currently with MidTex of Midland, working as the Superintendent for our Glenmore Elementary School Addition and Renovation.  Thomas is a master of the barbeque and has won several statewide competions for best in show.  We can verify that he is indeed gifted with barbeque...among other talents!

Monday, December 3, 2012 at 2:02PM

Thoughts on Building a New House, Part One

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Our family lived in a large fifties “ranchburger” style house (see photo on right) ; It was a nice place to live and raise a family, in a lovely neighborhood, with large oak trees arcing over the roof.  Problem was, after ten years, I had had enough.  The lovely trees and yard could only be seen thru small divided lite windows and the ceilings were low.  There was little connection to the outdoors.  I was claustrophobic.  Something had to go.  Likely it was Middle Age catching up with me but I felt I needed light and air.  I needed something.

In our established 1920’s era neighborhood were perhaps three lots that were clear and unbuilt.  The most beautiful of these—by far—was on Sulphur Draw.  It had a small creek running thru with trees lining the water’s edge.  Old timers told stories of exploring this area in the thirties.  Neighborhood kids had installed a rope swing in the deeper pool.  It had the feel of being in the country.  It was also considered unbuildable due to being in the flood plain. 

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Here is a photo of the site, pre-house, from Google Earth My wife and I had talked for years about moving out of the ranchburger, so she was on board.  As an artist, she needed light and air also. We had been looking for years to find a different house in the same neighborhood—with no luck.

We made a list of For and Against the move to build a new house:


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1. Being an architect reduced architectural fees considerably

2. Having engineers donate their services for “a good cause” helped the budget.

3. Having good relationships with subcontractors allowed us to get some really good pricing

4. Having good relationships with local contractors allowed us to accept certain valuable materials that would otherwise have been discarded in the landfill (ie: select fill from ditches).  We needed a LOT of this to raise the house out of the flood plain.

5. Most importantly, we had/have a father in law who was/is a master builder…and who volunteered his time to build the house.  He is retired which allowed him the freedom to really spend time at the construction site.  Needless to say, this was invaluable and something that was crucial if we were to proceed.  Neither my wife nor I had the time to babysit a construction site.

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1. Lack of funds.

2. Wanting to do something that would really connect to the outdoors and the site required something we didn’t have: funds

3. Not enough money.

“For” won.  In the end, no list was going to make the decision.  What was money?  This was emotional.  My wife called the number on the For Sale sign of the flood plain lot and worked the owner down to $25,000.  We were committed.

Tuesday, May 31, 2011 at 3:13PM