Dear Architecture Competition Submission, 2015 http://blankspaceproject.com/dear-architecture-2015/ Dear Architecture, It has been a long thirty years since I last visually perceived you. have lost my eyesight. It has been difficult for me to get in front of the computer and keyboarding with my haptic keyboard. I don’t want to read anymore, see or write or even dream of. I am stored in my own body, with all my passion inside; I am in my endless prison and atmosphere. My own sight was my space as I thought in my dream. I dreamed of you as big and endless space that I can shape. Now, free from my shell, I am stored in my own body, my own capable world of endless possibilities. I am surrounded by my own architecture and my own kinesphere. Dear architecture, time has stopped for me. I don’t rush anymore, I don’t feel any excitement when I contact sharp metal smelly facades, nor the shiny glossy skin that triggers that industrial taste you sound. Nor, do I fee...