Markus Weber, 38

November light enters the living room at ten past nine and stops just short of the bookshelf. I have measured it three winters in a row now. Nothing in the plan predicted this. I move the chair anyway and let the room decide where I sit.译十一月的光在九点十分进入客厅，到书架前一点就停住了。这件事我已经连着三个冬天量过。图纸上没有任何一条线预言过它。我还是把椅子挪了挪，让房间来决定我坐在哪里。

Yassine BelkacemEnkh BatbayarMbark Ould AhmedAisha Rahmani

The formwork came down on Tuesday. Concrete is honest in a way drawings never are: it keeps every mistake and every good decision at the same volume. The foreman and I stood in the cold for a while saying nothing. Then he lit a cigarette and said it looked better than the render.译周二拆了模板。混凝土有一种图纸永远没有的诚实：它把每个错误和每个好决定，用同样的音量保留下来。我和工头在冷风里站了一会儿，谁也没说话。然后他点了支烟，说比效果图好。

Elias TorresMaria Fernanda QuispeMbark Ould AhmedBojan PetrovicMehmet Ali Yurt

The linen shirt has been washed so often it no longer holds a crease. I wore it to the first site meeting of a project that is now three years old. It hangs in the studio behind the door, and I keep meaning to take it home.译那件亚麻衬衫洗得太多次，已经挂不住褶了。我穿着它去过一个项目的第一次现场会议，那个项目如今三岁了。它一直挂在工作室门后，我总想着要把它带回家。

Anton SkakunLuc BelangerLazar Stankovic

Cycled out to the lake after work, thirty-eight kilometres there and back. Sat on the wooden dock with my shoes off while the water went flat. Somebody's radio was playing something that might have been jazz. I stayed until the light gave out, then rode home in the dark.译下班后骑车去了湖边，来回三十八公里。坐在木码头上脱了鞋，看水面一点点平下去。不远处谁家的收音机在放什么，也许是爵士。我坐到光线用尽，然后在黑里骑回家。

江南雨Maksim SkakunMehmet Ali YurtMariana Costa

There is a record shop near Nollendorfplatz that opens late on Thursdays. I go for the second-hand pressings and stay for the owner's opinions about bass players. Bought nothing today. Walked home with the same three records I always almost buy.译诺伦多夫广场附近有家唱片店，周四开到很晚。我去是为二手唱片，留下来是为听老板点评贝斯手。今天什么都没买。走回家时，手里还是那三张我永远差一点就买的唱片。

Lukas GruberAlben KelmendiJoana ManuelEmma Carter

Winter drawing weather. White turtleneck, radiator on, tracing paper over the whole desk. I draft by hand for the first weeks of every project, not out of romance, but because the pen is slower than the software and I need the delay. By evening the paper has gone soft at the edges.译冬天画图的日子。白高领毛衣，暖气开着，硫酸纸铺满整张桌子。每个项目的前几周我都手绘，不是为了情怀，而是笔比软件慢，我需要这个延迟。到傍晚，纸的边缘已经磨软了。

Farid KarimiSophie van de VeldeMbark Ould Ahmed

Spent Saturday in the workshop in the dark green work shirt, cutting a 1:200 model out of grey cardboard. Sawdust from the basswood base got into everything. The model explains the section better than any render. I carried it home on the U-Bahn and everybody stared.译周六在工作室，穿着墨绿工装衬衫，用灰卡纸切一个 1:200 的模型。椴木底座锯下的粉钻进了所有缝隙。这个模型比任何渲染图都更能说明剖面。我坐地铁把它带回家，一路上所有人都在看。

Kim MinjunLuc BelangerIsabella Moretti

Rode home along the canal at eleven. At that hour Berlin belongs to delivery riders and foxes. I counted two foxes and one man carrying a lampshade. The city is most legible when nobody is using it; you can finally read the plans it was built from.译十一点沿着运河骑回家。这个钟点的柏林属于外卖骑手和狐狸。我数到两只狐狸，还有一个抱着灯罩走路的人。城市在没人使用的时候最好读，你终于能看清它当初是照着什么图纸建起来的。

Camille LaurentMaksim SkakunJoana Manuel