Antoine Predock is just not like other major American architects. He looks like a gracefully aging tennis pro (tanned, fit, intense) and sometimes sounds like a Jungian therapist ("I get clients to explore their fantasies"). He lives in neither of the two U.S. Architect Belts (Boston-New York- Philadelphia, Los Angeles-San Diego), but in plain, out-of-the-way Albuquerque. His work is not strictly modernist or postmodernist, classical or avant-garde; the pigeonholes do not apply. Predock, a self-described "cosmic modernist" who senses the "emanations" of a particular building site and says only half jokingly that he "would rather talk about UFOs than Palladio," is...
Design: An Architect for the New Age
From out of the Southwest rides iconoclastic Antoine Predock
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