Monday, August 01, 2011
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Architectural Gossip
1.
We were generally discussing stories or gossips around architecture the other day.
Apparently, Peter Cook's (Archigram) name was to be considered for the Prtizker prize, but was eventually rejected. The argument was that he hasn't built any structure till date (except one), to be considered for the Pritzker. The reason he was selected for the Pritzker was the fact that his conceptual works have influenced the architecture community to a large extent. Also, his contribution to the academic field was immense. To this, the critics argued that if it was so, then one could also be a painter and get the Pritzker. The question was whether it was necessary for an architect to build. On the other hand, if Pritzker was to be opened to those who "influenced" architecture, then why not also nominate painters, musicians, singers, artists, etc., since all these disciplines have influenced architecture in some way or the other.
Thus, his name was finally dropped, it seems.
2.
Corbusier planned Chandigarh as an absolutely modern city. (We know of his famous sketch of the bullock against the building, suggest his first impression of un-modern India)This modern city was to break away from the shackles of the past.. Thus there were to be no memorials or statues to be erected anywhere in the city. The city was to be kept free of any such things. Corbusier didnot plan a space for any such statue / emblem (except ofcourse his Open hand!).
Ironically, it seems that after Corbusier's death, and on completing about 5 decades of Chandigarh, the Government of Chandigarh decided to commemorate something to the great man. They proposed his own statue to be erected in the city! Now isn't that completely laughable?
We were generally discussing stories or gossips around architecture the other day.
Apparently, Peter Cook's (Archigram) name was to be considered for the Prtizker prize, but was eventually rejected. The argument was that he hasn't built any structure till date (except one), to be considered for the Pritzker. The reason he was selected for the Pritzker was the fact that his conceptual works have influenced the architecture community to a large extent. Also, his contribution to the academic field was immense. To this, the critics argued that if it was so, then one could also be a painter and get the Pritzker. The question was whether it was necessary for an architect to build. On the other hand, if Pritzker was to be opened to those who "influenced" architecture, then why not also nominate painters, musicians, singers, artists, etc., since all these disciplines have influenced architecture in some way or the other.
Thus, his name was finally dropped, it seems.
2.
Corbusier planned Chandigarh as an absolutely modern city. (We know of his famous sketch of the bullock against the building, suggest his first impression of un-modern India)This modern city was to break away from the shackles of the past.. Thus there were to be no memorials or statues to be erected anywhere in the city. The city was to be kept free of any such things. Corbusier didnot plan a space for any such statue / emblem (except ofcourse his Open hand!).
Ironically, it seems that after Corbusier's death, and on completing about 5 decades of Chandigarh, the Government of Chandigarh decided to commemorate something to the great man. They proposed his own statue to be erected in the city! Now isn't that completely laughable?
Of Unknown Imagic Realities III
Over the past 20 years, I had never entered my own building from its front entrance. I always took the back entrance which was a small alley directly leading to the backyard and then the road. Since I stayed on the 2nd floor, I never even bothered to take a lift to my house. Today while returning back to my building, I had some extra time at hand. For the first time in the last 20 years, I thought of confronting the building I lived in. I took a big turn around the building to enter it from the front. As I faced the front, I saw it was a huge building - almost like a mega structure. The entrance seemed like a large double height opening. It seemed as if this building housed 1000s of people. There were so many doors and lanes inside the building. I had to inquire at the reception about the lift (I thought I must use it once in my life, although i stay on the second floor). They directed me to a large door.
I waited for the lift for a short while. The huge door opened and I saw a large - extremely large auditorium like chamber. It could almost house 300 people at a time. It waited for people to fill. I promptly walked in side this poly carbonate amphitheatre (imagine an essel world ride). I wondered if I had ever seen a lift like that - and how I was kept away from this although I stayed in the same building? Why didnt my parents ever bother to tell me that we live in such a megalomaniacal building? What was happening?
I took a seat. It felt like a time machine. There were many people around me - all unfamiliar. Although I wasn't scared, since I was confident about my place, it seemed weird. The lift finally closed and moved up like a roller coaster ride. Topsy turvy. All our bags were scrambled. After the lift stopped at my floor, (it seemed like a joy ride), I could not find my bag. Someone helped me finding it under a girl's skirt. I promptly took it and walked out.
I walked out of the lift to find lanes that lead to various kinds of places. Some of them overlooked to a large warehouse where it seemed like a factory. I again wondered how the factory was so well hidden from my house? Why didnt I ever notice these huge hollow spaces? How could I be so ignorant? I moved around and found singly loaded corridors. They had lines of doors which probably housed people. The corridor seemed never ending. I did not have any clue of how I must proceed to my house.
My father called out and then I woke up.
I waited for the lift for a short while. The huge door opened and I saw a large - extremely large auditorium like chamber. It could almost house 300 people at a time. It waited for people to fill. I promptly walked in side this poly carbonate amphitheatre (imagine an essel world ride). I wondered if I had ever seen a lift like that - and how I was kept away from this although I stayed in the same building? Why didnt my parents ever bother to tell me that we live in such a megalomaniacal building? What was happening?
I took a seat. It felt like a time machine. There were many people around me - all unfamiliar. Although I wasn't scared, since I was confident about my place, it seemed weird. The lift finally closed and moved up like a roller coaster ride. Topsy turvy. All our bags were scrambled. After the lift stopped at my floor, (it seemed like a joy ride), I could not find my bag. Someone helped me finding it under a girl's skirt. I promptly took it and walked out.
I walked out of the lift to find lanes that lead to various kinds of places. Some of them overlooked to a large warehouse where it seemed like a factory. I again wondered how the factory was so well hidden from my house? Why didnt I ever notice these huge hollow spaces? How could I be so ignorant? I moved around and found singly loaded corridors. They had lines of doors which probably housed people. The corridor seemed never ending. I did not have any clue of how I must proceed to my house.
My father called out and then I woke up.
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Visit to Pen
We visited Pen yesterday and looked at this cooperative society - on a 14 acre plot, designed on the principles of Laurie Baker's ideas for architecture. Most of the houses here are in bricks and they are quite simple. The pictures above are of Ar. Rohit Shinkre's studio house where he comes occasionally on weekends to work peacefully on his designs.
The house is a spiral on a contoured land. Steps take to you landings that become livable spaces. The upper floor has a studio room which takes a table. The most interesting part is the roof - the timber free cost effective filler slab roof. It gave a clean look and also felt very light. The spaces inside were voluminous. However, I remember one comment made by Gautam - he said that the siting of the house doesn't allow enough circulation of air. Probably he was right.
The moss that grew over irrespective over every thing looked really interesting and fascinating. It filled up the cracks of benches, made the sloping roofs green and made the rough bricks soft. Layers of leaves coloured the floor. I did not see much flowers. Over all my experience was boring.
Firstly, I am not a great fan of Laurie Baker. I feel his works are lifeless. Secondly, the green was overpowering. Something was missing. Thirdly, the house we stayed in was far too basic. We did not talk to any one, students did not interact, probably they were too tired of the week and Shinkre's lecture was a lecture!
Just putting up more pics here!
Friday, July 22, 2011
Of Unknown Imagic Realities II
The elephant was inside a house that had a glass facade. It almost occupied the entire volume of the simplistic house. Its head was tied using cables to its mezzanine. The elephant struggled to get out of the glassed cage. There was an equally big elephant outside on the other side of the glass. Was it a mirror image? Both the elephants struggled to hug each other. I wondered how they stood up on their hind legs. I had always heard that elephants cant jump - and here they were almost trying to hug each other.
At a distance, I was trying to light up a few matchsticks to make some light, since it was beginning to grow darker. While holding the lit up matches in one hand, I tried to remove my Samsung star from the other to capture the 'elephant struggle' in my camera phone. A little away, behind me, the keeper of the place came out of his administrative block to interrogate me. By then, I wasn't able to take position of my matchstick with the camera. Seeing the keeper approach, I dropped down the burning sticks. He saw me dropping them and I began to apologize.
By the time he came to me, I again turned to the elephants. The trapped elephant was growing fierce and finally broke the glass facade. I was scared. He was still tied.
In the mean time, I saw another man coming closer to me. He was a policeman - although he seemed an American! He had seen me drop the match sticks too. I thought he would take me to jail, assuming I was a terrorist - I was playing with fire.
The alarm rang and then I got up.
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Chats on architecture
18 minutes agoAnuj Daga
poetic modernism
how does that sound?
really?
he told me he met hejduk
18 minutes agoFriend
actually all the modernists had a poetic edge about them
18 minutes agoAnuj Daga
ummm
explain
17 minutes agoFriend
like I guess the poetic thing you are getting in the forms...but if you see drawings of these people...they were poetic when they drew
guess you'll have put yourself in their shoe
17 minutes agoAnuj Daga
someone told me that modernism wasnt about form at all
16 minutes agoFriend
well it was a response...to past
lets say modernist shed all the symbolic facades
15 minutes agoAnuj Daga
what kind of response?
15 minutes agoFriend
but then while sheding they adopted a symbol
if you'll see hejduk's drawings you'll find very strong shapes
13 minutes agoAnuj Daga
true
but he also made very free flowing shapes
his wall house?
remember?
12 minutes agoFriend
yea...but you see best way to study modernism would be to study flw...who simply rubbished international architecture lead corbu n all
but if you see flw also never adopted ornamentation
11 minutes agoAnuj Daga
interesting
didnt he?
i think he did
11 minutes agoFriend
and while going through all the works of his from past...they were forms volume...one leading to other
11 minutes agoFriend
and mies adopted from flw
11 minutes agoAnuj Daga
flw probably influenced every one who followed him
heheh
but how did mies adopt flw?
9 minutes agoFriend
I'll have to find a peace where adolf loos, flw are mentioned with mies
Mies anyway left germany to work in USA
piece
9 minutes agoAnuj Daga
aha
9 minutes agoFriend
where FLW worked
you'll see a video of flw roaming in a cart with a journalist rubbishing a mies building
7 minutes agoAnuj Daga
hahaha
where is this
i want to see
7 minutes agoFriend
its a complete series of movie made on flw
like they make on architect
the independent walls ceilings of mies was influenced by flw
4 minutes agoFriend
After 1923, Mies's style shifted, and he came heavily under the influence of Dutch neo-plasticism and Russian suprematism. The former influence, along with the work of Frank Lloyd Wright, drove Mies to experiment with independent walls and ceilings arranged in an open, pin-wheeling manner. The latter influence drove Mies to consider the reduction and abstraction of these elements into dynamic and contrapuntal compositions of pure shapes in space. Mies was enthralled with the free-flowing spaces of inter-connected rooms which encompass their outdoor surroundings as demonstrated by the open floor plans of the American Prairie Style work of Frank Lloyd Wright. These experiments culminated in one of Mies van der Rohe's most significant works, the German Pavilion built for the Barcelona World Exposition in 1929.
about a minute agoAnuj Daga
that was crisp summary
more...please...
Of now
Today I learnt a very important thing in a very soft way - that what one is talking about or writing about has to be relevant to now and ahead. Probably history had fascinated me so much that I just fell into reproducing much of it!! There is so much in history - people have churned out so many ideas that there the future seems to be so competitive! I think in this phase of my life, I will have to spend all my time in only knowing what all has been really done already. The next phase of my life should begin by the age of 35. If life discovers that I am extraordinary, then perhaps this phase may be smaller. But I think life is not so generous!
Anuj keeps on telling me a lot of stuff which I keep on forgetting. Some day, I will introduce Anuj to you all. I don't yet know how to present him to you. He keeps on questioning all irrational ideas that come to my mind. Sometimes I feel irritated with him. But he is one composed fellow who never seems to have any problem. I am very jealous of him. Very.
Meanwhile, I am stuck with my paper, especially since that first comment that someone made. It has become so descriptive that it seem stale now. It also turned out to be a writing exercise! I will have to revise it in the next few hours so that I am able to present tomorrow!!
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Jewel Building
There is something fascinating about the big buildings that are coming up these days.
One of them here absolutely stuns me as we pass by Mahalakshmi station. We call it the jewel. It is brilliantly lit up every evening.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Bomb Attacks: Curating events in the City
Terrorists are such great curators. It's not only about exploding a bomb. From the terrorists' perspective, it is about exploding a bomb at the right place at the right time in the right way. They prepare for it for months, or probably years together.
The purpose of the whole act is also to construct a meaning in space through multiple references that they draw from previous events in history, through the creation of a situation. It is very situationist in that sense!
Imagine thinking about a date (number 13) matching earlier blast dates, co-inciding with Kasab's birthday again in the period of July...also the same time...There will be more alignments which news channels will eventually bring out!
This planning is highly curatorial. If any of these alignments with history was missed, the reading of yesterday's event would fade. I am sure, all this is not incidental. In this reading, terrorists may be seen as highly creative and artistic people. Their execution is clean - all the time, every time. If they were architecture students, they would always get an A+!
Bomb attacks in Mumbai happen like earthquakes in Japan or The Berlin Biennale. It's weird that I am writing about the bombs in Bombay for the third time on my blog since I started it in 2006! I did not want to curse the system this time. Probably we should be tired of it.
We must make friends with the terrorists and tell them the right places to bomb - those may lie in Delhi. Probably what we can learn from the terrorists is their dedication to execute a job right till the end successfully.
To end, Belated Happy Birthday Kasab. Hope you liked the celebrations. Although you did not make many people happy. Instead of people wishing for your life, they are only wishing for your death.
The purpose of the whole act is also to construct a meaning in space through multiple references that they draw from previous events in history, through the creation of a situation. It is very situationist in that sense!
Imagine thinking about a date (number 13) matching earlier blast dates, co-inciding with Kasab's birthday again in the period of July...also the same time...There will be more alignments which news channels will eventually bring out!
This planning is highly curatorial. If any of these alignments with history was missed, the reading of yesterday's event would fade. I am sure, all this is not incidental. In this reading, terrorists may be seen as highly creative and artistic people. Their execution is clean - all the time, every time. If they were architecture students, they would always get an A+!
Bomb attacks in Mumbai happen like earthquakes in Japan or The Berlin Biennale. It's weird that I am writing about the bombs in Bombay for the third time on my blog since I started it in 2006! I did not want to curse the system this time. Probably we should be tired of it.
We must make friends with the terrorists and tell them the right places to bomb - those may lie in Delhi. Probably what we can learn from the terrorists is their dedication to execute a job right till the end successfully.
To end, Belated Happy Birthday Kasab. Hope you liked the celebrations. Although you did not make many people happy. Instead of people wishing for your life, they are only wishing for your death.
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