The Last Word

In each issue, The Last Word features the views of a guest columnist.

Discovering Gaudi on a Rainy Evening

Even after seven hours of flight, it still didn’t feel like we were in Barcelona. Our legs were cramped and butts were sore, but it still felt as if we were in a dream. Our architecture study group got to the hotel and took a couple of hours to … [Continue]

In the Glass

Walking in, I feel cold and separate from the masses of people that fill the church. While everyone talks to one another I walk on unsteady legs around them, trying to find somewhere to sit. I find a spot in the far back near the corner, away from … [Continue]

Drops of Memories

When I look at a masterpiece, I lose myself in it. I take a journey, find an escape, a chance to get away. “If you get lost, you can always be found.” I hear the echoes encircling this magnificent space, as my curious self begins to wander. What is … [Continue]

Take a Seat at the Kids’ Table

Imagine this taking place at your house of worship: A dozen or so creative men and women gather regularly to create art to adorn this place throughout the year. The use of their talents is a spiritual practice that benefits themselves as well as the … [Continue]

On Silence

In beginning the design of a place of worship, many architects value analysis but distrust intuition. They have been taught the Modernist dogma that design is an objective, problem-solving process in which the client’s program of functional … [Continue]

Open Frame

The quintet sits silently, off center of the pulpit, awaiting their cue from the conductor standing near the first pew. Baton lifted, she quickly makes eye contact with the five, launches the downbeat, and the first notes of Handel’s Water Music flow … [Continue]

Of Tactile Light and Landscapes

The interrelationship between building and perception is one of the most powerful and enduring concepts in architecture. Beyond a metaphor, the idea that architecture functions as a “window” through which one “sees” to the outside world remains a … [Continue]

How I Carved My Inner Buddha

At gas stations, on roundabouts, and in front of the Balinese city of Kuta’s beach hotels, black and white checkered cloth adorned everything in sight; I was mesmerized. Gray statues glared back. Their faces were frozen, smiling ferociously, daring … [Continue]

Transformative Liturgy

Recently I participated in the most transformative worship service in my life. It was held at the Episcopal Divinity School in Cambridge, Massachusetts. I say “transformative” because it demonstrated possibilities of imagination I had not … [Continue]

The Trouble with Those S Words

Several months ago Michael J. Crosbie wrote an editorial in these pages (Vol. 45, No. 1, p. 4) describing his thoughts on a panel discussion that Karla Britton and I had organized, titled “Space, the Sacred and the Imagination.” Crosbie noted the … [Continue]