Fernando Brizio is meticulously inserting coloured felt-tip pens, nib down, into a white dress fitted with little pockets for that very purpose. The ink is bleeding into the fabric in a rhythmic sequence of splodges.

“Some days it hails in the middle of a sunny day. They are surprising, but such days occur, and they are part of nature. I would like the things I create to have something of that combination of reality and surprise.”

“Is it a hill, is it a mountain or is it a building?” Dominique Perrault has asked of his campus complex for Ewha Womans University in Seoul, South Korea.
The urge to Frisbee is far older than the Frisbee itself. The ancient Greeks were throwing the discus for sport in the fifth century BC. There appear to be some flying discs, one of which is stuck on a roof, in Pieter Bruegel the Elder’s 1560 painting Children’s Games.

There’s a travel guide that begins its entry on London’s Southbank Centre with the following warning: “It is made up of a number of rather ugly buildings.”

An exposé of industrialised food puts Edwin Heathcote right off his twizzlers.
This device nearly ended my relationship. Of course, it wasn’t the Jawbone’s fault that I chose a rendezvous with my girlfriend to give it a trial run, or that she was standing outside the wrong door furiously calling me, or that I had it in my pocket oblivious to the fact that you have to have it in your ear to hear your phone ring.
Sanford Kwinter’s meaty tome on modernity and technology leaves Daniel Miller ready for a good fight.
There’s a good case for viewing David Byrne as an artist first and a musician second. But his first major project after art school, Talking Heads – as much a conceptual-art experiment as a band – grew prominent enough to become something of a personal albatross.

The rendered image has seduced photography. There was a time when the computer-generated image wanted to be like a photo. Now, it’s the other way round.

Álvaro Siza is the first international architect to design a major museum in Brazil, following aborted schemes for a Guggenheim in Rio de Janeiro by Jean Nouvel and a Museum of Modern Art extension in São Paulo by Bernard Tschumi.

The curvaceous bowels of Zaha Hadid’s Bridge Pavilion swallow visitors as they arrive at Expo Zaragoza 2008. Seven thousand tonnes of steel writhe 270m across the River Ebro, splitting open at points to bare a ribbed snarl towards the Expo site beyond.

An elephant is hidden in the footrest of Jurgen Bey’s The Little Prince chair, one of 17 pieces that make up his show for Brussels gallery Pierre Bergé & Associés in June.

Three million negatives and 80,000 photographs are contained in the Charleroi Museum of Photography in southern Belgium.

The Artists’ Playground is an exhibition of new work by 15 artists, designers and architects in the grounds of Sudeley Castle, Gloucestershire, themed around leisure and recreation.

Birmingham city centre is home to a sparkling, 29m-high electricity pylon, standing gracefully on a square of cornfield in Victoria Square.
The Rockefeller Center in New York has a mini-me in its shadow. The 20m-high sculpture, What My Dad Gave Me, is by American artist Chris Burden, and has a childlike enthusiasm to it.
Andrea Branzi doesn’t like architecture. Icon met the designer, writer and co-founder of 1960s radical group Archizoom at his Milan studio to ask him why.
Debate was rife at New York’s ICFF design fair this year about whether America will ever produce a significant furniture design scene – but we did find one American collective whose work we liked.
A train carriage housing a cafe has arrived on Deptford High Street, south London.
YouTube and Flickr groups have been devoted to documenting the Henderson Waves, a spectacular bridge designed by London-based practice IJP Corporation.

In Basel for the annual Design Miami collectors’ fair in June, veteran designer Alessandro Mendini got more than he bargained for when he opened the Sensory Deprivation Skull, the foam and polyester sofa by Atelier van Lieshout.