MacKintosh’s Glasgow
The City Delivers to Me My Dearly Missed Grid System

This morning, I slept in pretty late. Then we walked around the West End, and bought some stuff. I got a new Kånken that will fit my laptop, and for Mason a t-shirt and a keychain. I had a black coffee from an indie coffee shop (I love that black coffee translates into americano here), and went to sit in the East quad of Glasgow University. I laid in the grass for a minute, because I miss my Brasenose New Quad grass naps. Laying in the grass has quickly become my favorite activity. It’s like meditation. We had prêt for lunch — another Oxford remembrance — and then headed to the Glasgow School of Art for an architecture tour. The tour was 2h15m and took us in a pretty large circle around central Glasgow. There were a ton of buildings to look at, but the main takeaway is that if you take Art Nouveau, and put it in Glasgow they’ll change the name to the Glasgow Style. Natural light, organic inspiration, the female form — art nouveau. There was one despicably ugly (in my opinion) white and red art deco building that was popular with the Americans stationed in Glasgow during WWII. The Ca’d’oro building was probably my favorite. It has a front facade fully made up of windows. The structure was painted cast iron to support all the glass panels. Very cool. There were art clubs, a mens club, and “the Glasgow Society of Lady Artists,” because you don’t need to join the boys if you can have your own society on a nicer street with a better view. Also, the Queen St train station used to be a quarry. This is my last day here in Glasgow and I suppose I should have some overarching thematic round up for today, but I don’t. Maybe tomorrow. Instead, I have photos of the architecture of Glasgow:







P.S. who loves the sun?
