BNPD // BNPD // BNPD //
BNPD stands for Benjamin Nelson Pennell Design, a practice which began in 2017 with the commission of a small residence in Northern California. We provide ordinary architectural services for additions, remodels, ground-up construction, and feasibility studies. When the occasion calls for it, we involve ourselves in construction as well; physically making custom-built furniture, ornamental applique, fiberglass sculpture, and structural steelwork. Read More
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RESIDENTIAL
300 John Lemley Ln. 2025
1011 2nd st. (pt 2) 2021
Samson’s Lair 2021
1011 2nd st. (pt 1) 2020
1102 Masonic Ave 2019
210 Semple St. 2017
COMMERCIAL
5278 College Ave. 2020
681 27th St. 2020
4750 Park Blvd. 2020
547 31st St. 2019
Port Tonic 2019
MISCELLANEOUS
Shinto Shed 2020
Ex-Embryo 2014
LA Streetlights 2020
Dragon Temple 2019
Strip Tease 2019
Design Village 2011
Skyhouse 2010
Sweat Lodge 2009
THEORETICAL
Hell High 2019
London Spec Housing 2018
St Patrick’s Cathedral 2018
TEXTS / ARCHIVED WORK SAMPLES
WORK SAMPLE (CURRENT) 2025
“DRAWING ON ARCHITECTURE” 2019
WORK SAMPLE (ARCHIVE) 2017
LECTURES / VIDEOS
Slanted Commune 2024
Territorial Conquest 2023
Strip Tease 2015
Ex-Embryo 2014
WEB ARCHIVE 2024
HELL HIGHDOC 234—34/2
PROGRAM: PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL
CLIENT: THE PEOPLE
DATE: JUNE 2019
STATUS: UNBUILT
BUDGET: 1.5 BILLION
Slovenian Scientists in a maniacal rage
invented a new pedagogical kind of institution in which the phrase “kind of”
became an adequate substitute for logically coherent statements. Additionally, a highly controlled sub-species
of its population, namely, architecture
students, would have their brain-stems
invasively rewired, at night, while
they dreamt of saying the phrase “kind
of” in a semi-fancy setting. Unbeknownst to these poor sots, who wilfully traded in the mind God gave them
for a pre-packed and double condomned,
vasalined version, they became, almost inevitably as it were, permanently
transfixed to a highly secretive and indiscussible mainframe computer, delivering a slow serum antidote of pleasant
and innoffensive architectural concepts;
which, at some unspecified time, would
become publishable on various design
websites that people could look at...
ALAS! The experiment went horribly
wrong. Their initially benevolent, or
at least completely innocuous plan
devolved into madness! Students began exhibiting unpredictable surges of
loneliness and horniness. But the side
effects were three fold. Next to the
intensified quantity of sexual intercourse, abating the first two; an unnamed student appeared to posses a will
composed of such unapologetic arrogance
and idiocy, that instead of accepting
the token serum anesthetic, his or her
totally yoked and rock hard body, effectively over-rode the computer mainframe
hard drive data-base -naturally reinjecting the otherwise base sterility
with a potent incarnate of his or her
architectural frensies.
The results were utterly horrific. The
machine was forced to do his bidding,
and the animation of his unmitigatedly
disturbing thoughts brought to light a
style of architecture which covered all
adjacent site specific demographics in a
thickened goup-like abortative liquid.
Students disoccupied with performing
intercourse on eachother were positively flabbergasted by the slimy stillberth, which on occasion was spotted
flexing it fetus-like paws in slow shuttering movements.
For some reason, the keys which operated the ghastly gantry, responsible
for the continuous extrusion of these
fleshy building pods could not be found.
And so it continued making. The foreman
said he had last seen them on the green
coffee table, but that likely his step
son, Jolo, had hidden them so as to revenge his resentments, which needn’t be
eleborated right now.
On July 19, by unanimous consent, it
was decided that these sick mutant bastards would be taken out to pasture...
cum hell or high scool.”