At first I made a trip to Boston to see my friend David Height.
I have not got any contact with him later. He worked with me
in Finland.
David showed me the university and the city. He had brought
a small sailing boat to Boston from Finland.
He showed me how an architect had changed profession and
was selling long breads at the entrance to the underground.
The breads were called u-boats and you could chose from
many kind of dressings. There were also pizas sold in the
streets. The bread was paper thin and could have different
dressings.
Art experiments at Harward. World famous architects had
designed the houses. Also Alvar Aalto had designed one house.
As young student he had
worke at an architecture
office that planned the
Prudential building.
They made him
responsible for all the
constructions as he
had no money.
You can see the dimensions
of the pillars for 50 floors.
And that the lengt of the beams
is about 6 meters. And the
pillars are about 60 cm. Fire
insulation included!
The city hall changed to a petrol station.
Yale university.
Architect: Eero Saarinen.
University library as a big box.
Johan Holm in Washington.
I am godfather to his son.
Some friend of Johan lived in a service house.
At the bottom floor was any kind of services.
The corridor mat just continued into the apartments.
People had too little to do. One activity was to exchange
wifes. Children normally were laying on the floor watching TV.
There was nature very near and the boys brought home
items like snakes.
These big houses were outside Washington.
Johan had a Volvo and drove high speed in the
center of Washington in the streets.
Washington airport by Eero Saarinen.
When the bus went moore south, there were
houses by black people. They sat at the porches
inside a rusty mosquito net. It was evening and
the bus continued.
At a small busstation in the darknes there was as follows.
All black people were in a small dark room.
In the waiting hall sat white people.
There were several local white people with riffles
guarding that no black came into the waiting hall.
Ouside were polices guarding that the white
guards did not shoot. There was on black with
a big sombrero, probably from government,
sitting among the wite. This was 1965. Near Alabama.
Outside was a hot tropical nature with zicadas singing.
In New Orleans were big lawns flooded with water.
The white houses and the total silence gave a strong feeling.
Somewhere a lonely man could be seen for a moment.
A swarm of woodpeckers flew by.
