For my birthday, Daniel got me a copy of Shelter, a book from the early 70s that celebrates the “imagination, resourcefulness, and exuberance of human habitat.” It’s basically a scrapbook of yurts, treehouses, tents, domes and all the other types of “green” dwellings that you can build when you leave the city and head for the hills. It’s put together like the hodgepodge of newspaper clippings that a psycho killer keeps on the wall of his dingy apartment in the movies. It’s big like a newspaper with lots of writing, tons of pictures and absolutely no order whatsoever. Even Edward Abbey digs on it:
“How very fine it is to leaf through a 176-page book on architecture – from baliwicks to zomes – and find no places, no pyramids or temples, no cathedrals, skyscrapers, Kremlins or Pentagons in sight..instead, a book of homes, habitations for human beings in all their infinite variety.”
Lloyd Kahn, the book’s editor, has a few of these things that you can buy here.