By Italo Calvino
When I was in architecture school one of my assignments was to draw three cities from those described in Calvino's 'Invisible Cities.' His amazingly descriptive and yet vague recollections made for a great jumping off point.
Each chapter of 'Invisible Cities' is the narrator's evocative recollection of a fanciful and fantastic city. The descriptions are perfectly distilled in strikingly vivid yet dreamy prose photographs.
Loosen your ties to reality and let this book take you. Read it uncritically and let the scenery wash over you. There is no plot. There are no characters. This is a book about the intersection of reality, language, and the senses. It isn't to be missed.
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