epoch has begun.
There exists a new spirit.
There exists a mass of work conceived in the new spirit; it is to be met with particularity in industrial production.
Architecture is stifled by custom.
The styles are a lie.
Style is a unity of principle animating all the work of an epoch, the result of a state of mind which has its own special character.
Our epoch is determining day by day, its own style.
Our eyes, unhappily, are unable yet to discern it.
Towards A New