Dream The Impossible
We live across the street from the last remnant of San Francisco’s agricultural heritage, the Portola Greenhouses. These greenhouses have captured the imagination of every art student this side of the Rockies and I’m sure have made it into the thesis hall of fame in the photography programs at CCA, SF Art Institute and the Art Academy of San Francisco (my apologies to the patient professors).
Why is it that an agricultural remnant of dilapidated greenhouses captures the imagination of the young and idealiastic? It certainly nudged me towards an offer on our house 11 years ago when I was a young babe of 35+ (young in architectural age).
Idealism and dreaming is the reason we have a new president. Idealism and dreaming is why we will hopefully have the first sustainable, urban, high density, agricultural development in San Francisco on this 2.2 acre site, right in my front yard.
Meet Juan and David, who came to our office a few weeks ago, bursting at the seams with enthusiasm for this project, and gave us the low down on their work over the last seven years.
Seems all they need is an option on the property to move ahead.
With christmas cookies in tow, we will head over to or Italian neighbors this weekend and do our best to sprinkle the magic of neighborly love with seeds for the future.