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Project List

E-Fold

Umbrella

Smoker’s Alley

Loop

Dramatic Threshold

The Monarch

Dragonkicker

One for All

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One for All

The site was located in a corner of a grass meadow with two trees on the floodplain of a river in Lobeda, Germany. A terraced platform overlooked the site, which was where many locals walked from the residences above when visiting the park and the water.

The prompt was to create a stage for social tensions. As team leader, I guided the group to our solution. We built a literal stage that was also a magical meeting place. It entailed 3 levels, which were set in a circle to accommodate seating, table and bar heights. In the center of the structure the team weaved a tensile net that can bring people together in playful or relaxing situations.

When people use this structure together, they are inherently in tension. Varied heights create asymmetrical experiences, movement on the net affects all other users, and groups which grow in size must wrap around the edge, becoming closer with neighboring groups.

The night after we finished the competition, we decided to take in our design piece together to find that 5 of the 9 other teams chose our site as their post chaos gathering place too. Additionally the community of Lobeda decided that our design was so well received by the public, that it was to be duplicated and built in other surrounding cities.

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Dragonkicker

This project started with being selected as a finalist and construction lead at the "World Championship of Gameful Architecture." It was a 72 hour design/build competition. We were tasked with creating spaces for gamification in and around the city of Witten, Germany. Our brief was to connect a culturally disjointed public space in a very diverse intersection of communities. By creating 5 radical, interconnected foosball tables (or Kicker, as it’s called in Germany) in a public square we brought people together. Our project was recognized by the judges panel for “Best Community Engagement” and the audience award for "Best Construction." Our project was the only project of the six not to be dismantled immediately after the competition ended and instead was relocated to a community center for continued use. It was hard to capture the finished product in a single picture, since it spanned well over twenty feet and enveloped a tree. Each table had a unique gameplay addition, including landscaping, visual obfuscation, and same-side handles.

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The Monarch

This was an architectural response to the “Fairy Tales” competition by Blank Space. It was an exploration of an alternate future that was hopeful rather than the post-apocalyptic views often portrayed in media.  The full story that pears with the images above is here: “I’m so hungry” “You’re always hungry.” Nero grumbled, trying to ignore Bea. She had that look in her eye, which was never a good thing. “Today I’m going to do it. I really am.” Bea leaned in, whispering loudly. Nero glanced at the holo-screen to see if the teacher had noticed but the image only continued to drone. ‘...living in the wake of the world on the brink. As a society facing mass starvation, resources depleted, the Silverwing Accords brought the dissolution of the northern armies.’ “My Gran-poppo says things were harder when he was a kid.” Nero tried to change the subject hoping Bea would focus on their lesson. History was his favorite. ‘…after the meat wars, the underground movement began as an attempt to rebalance the ecosystem.’ “My Gran-poppo says the same. They all do. That's why I'm going to discover The Monarch’s secret once and for all. Tonight!” Nero trembled at the mention of the enigmatic guardian of Sky-Hex 13. He was the stuff of nightmares. Both kids looked out the small classroom window, towards the peaks of the Comb. It wasn’t visible now, but when the sun slipped below the horizon, the skyline would glow with a sickly pallor, casting an eerie haze over The Monarch’s domain. “You can’t actually be thinking of going there. It’s not worth it just for food. You’ll never make it back in one piece.” Bea’s stomach grumbled again as she looked at the lush rooftops bursting with green, deceptively inviting, calling to her like a beacon. Night would bring a different truth, hauntingly tempting. With summer nearly gone, finding the secret hidden within The Monarch’s mysterious lights became more important than ever. “My mom will kill me if I skip class.” He protested weakly “The substitute holo will never notice. Think about what we could eat if we find the secret source.” Bea leaned in closer. “We'll be legends!” “You think too much with your stomach” Nero groaned as he considered her scheme. It was their first year in Hex 6 Elementary. Nero wanted more than anything to fit in. One peek at The Monarch's domain would make them heroes. “Fine.” He pouted. “But we are just going to look. That’s it!” They slipped out the back of the classroom, traveling through the murky void beneath the waterfall before spilling into the bright market plaza buzzing with activity. Above them, the quilted faces of the Comb cascaded down the hillside in a riot of colors and ordered chaos. Easily navigating along the base of the Comb, they arrived beneath the familiar awning of ‘Mama’s Grub’, a favorite food stall of Nero’s. When Bea ignored the delicious aromas wafting from inside to pull him around the back, his shoulders sagged in disappointment. Bea wasted no time snatching a pole from her hiding spot before steering them toward the hyper-hex station.  At Nero’s questioning gaze Bea merely shrugged.  “I’ll need a weapon. Trema said this was my best bet.” Nero hoped it wouldn’t come to that. He already regretted his decision to tag along. When they finally reached the surface, Bea practically dragged her reluctant friend off the hyper-hex train. Emptied long before their stop, no one questioned their destination as they emerged from the station. The vivid colors of the sunset washed the skies with a cheerfulness Bea found hard to muster. Grass so thick and green you could wrap yourself in it like a blanket spread across endless hills. “I love being grounded.” Visiting the surface was her favorite. However, she’d never been on this side of the Comb. Nero, one step behind, hesitated to leave the safety of the tunnel’s entrance. “Look, I can see the trees. They’re beginning to glow.” A long fence wrapped its way down the hill along a perfectly ordered forest. They followed the path with cautious steps, alert and uneasy. Reaching the fence, Bea climbed the splintered wood to see above the tall grasses. Just then a shadow passed among the trees. “What was that?” Bea jumped, dragging Nero down behind the post. “What if it’s The Monarch?” Nero whispered back. Her heart raced as she clutched her weapon tightly to her chest. “We shouldn’t be here. We really shouldn’t be here.” Nero had already caught a glimpse of the lights, and that was enough for him. “I want to go back.” He whined, tugging on her sleeve.   “We’re so close to the secret. We just have to wait until it gets dark” Bea ignored Nero’s protests and stared intently into the forest, trying to work up her own courage. When she looked back at the road, she was alone. Bea wasn’t ready to give up, even if Nero was. Tentatively, she took her first steps beneath the intimidating canopy dripping with a scattering of faint lights. The forest felt alive, as if the ground were crawling and shifting beneath her feet. The urge to run pressed heavily against her heart, but she persisted. Her weapon tight between sticky palms, Bea approached the glowing orbs with silent vigilance. It was now or never. Taking a deep breath, she pulled back and with as much strength as she could manage, swung her weapon in a wide arc releasing all her fear and apprehension into the offending light. The orb exploded and darkness poured out. Shadows fluttered around her, rising, sinking, and twisting into menacing clouds and monstrous shapes. Overwhelmed with the cacophony that followed, Bea plummeted to the ground, her hand landing on the sharp edge of the shattered orb. She dislodged it from the dense ivy and stumbled back onto the path, carrying her prize as she raced for the fence. Encumbered by its weight, Bea lost her balance and faltered in the grass. When she looked up, she wasn’t alone. A dark silhouette loomed above. Her breath caught in a scream. “You’re… You’re The Monarch!” The silence hung ominously between them as Bea fought to regain her senses. When he finally stepped into the light, he looked more confused than fearsome. His moth-eaten clothes matched a weathered frown as he leaned on his cane to get a better look at her. “I’m certainly not a Monarch” He laughed. “But this is a monarch farm, if that’s what you mean. This particular forest is our moth harvest. What are they teaching you kids these days?” He reached for her fallen backpack and picked off a large moth, extending his hand into the air and releasing it. “A farm?” Bea squealed, as she watched the moth drift into the trees, merging with thousands of wings overhead. “But the Elders told us not to come here.” She exclaimed. The farmer chuckled softly at her words, shaking his head. “No wonder they don’t want you up here, these are delicacies best kept for holidays.” He picked up her weapon, handing it back to her with a wink. “You’ll need this. Go ahead and catch a few for your family. They taste great in a pie.” Bea clutched the pole of her net pulling herself to her feet. “But this is the great secret? The ultimate source?” She almost felt disappointed before realizing that taking a few of these treasures would be more than enough proof to show all the kids at school. This was way better than bringing back a piece of the light. “You’ve heard it called the great source eh? It’s because bugs like these that we harvest and eat keep our land fertile and unspoiled.” The old farmer shuffled towards one of the glowing orbs, running his gnarled fingers along its edge with pride. “Efficient and resourceful” He mused to himself. “This here is the good stuff.” Bea followed him down the path, her eyes wide with wonder at the fluttering spectacle above. When they reached the edge of the farm, he stopped to gesture at the vast horizon, the radiant honeycomb cities lit up like lanterns submerged within the undulating landscape. Bea remembered something her teacher had mentioned, beginning to understand. “I can’t imagine a world where people would eat animals instead. I love bugs.” “That’s right.” He encouraged. “Who knew all the big problems could be solved with something so small?”

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Dramatic Threshold

The winner of the "Stages of Transition" student competition at California Polytechnic State University. This temporary installation was designed and built to invite passersby to interact with and inhabit this transitional space creatively and theatrically.

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Loop

Sziget Festival organizers sent out a call for a beacon and a retreat during from the wild concert escapades.

Our answer was a retreat that seems to have just peeled up from the ground and invited you in. It also offered up spaces for impromptu performance spaces for artists that might not be on the main stage.

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Smoker’s Alley

This was a proposed design for comical solutions to problematic areas throughout Philadelphia.

This plaza near 17th street and Market street was a collection area for smokers. Rather than try to hide the smokers or close them off, the solution would be to instead turn this smoker's alley into an attraction. By adding fog machines and water misters, this creates a unique aesthetic that highlights the situation while also creating an interesting experience.

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Umbrella

A proposal for the Ragdale Ring Theater Design Competition, a temporary theater made of shipping pallets, apple crates, and umbrellas.

The design emphasized modular construction, re-usable components, and a wide range of audience experiences.

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E-Fold

This began as an exploration of studying origami as an inspiration for architectural design.

While the typical approach was to take a piece of origami and let it inform the design, this concept began with the fascination of the folding process itself. The title "Evolutionary Fold" or "E-Fold" for short was chosen as a representation of the point in which a triangular flat piece of paper turns into a vertical and 3D peak.

This led to an art gallery installation of the hanging origami element repeated into a wave-like pattern.

The design was ultimately also used to be the structural and formwork for a proposed indoor skate park in NYC. The awings, ramp and floor structure, the seating, and a wild spiral staircase were all made from the "E-Fold."

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WHAT we’re all about

WHAT Warehouse is home to the creative endeavors of Danton Spina. Not every artistic expression lives here. This site is designed to give a glimpse into some notable and intriguing projects. This is particularly meant to showcase art pieces that typically enter the architectural and urban installation sphere.

While Danton enjoys and encourages interdisciplinary creative works, this site has been focused for added clarity for those unfamiliar with his work in other mediums.

Danton Spina is an architect, artist, and builder located in the Philadelphia area in the United States. He began exploring art and architecture as a child with Legos first. And now he is a practicing architect who frequently enjoys working on other installations that involve building or making and contributing to a community or cultural experience in whatever way he can.

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