Just to show that I haven't been exclusively concerned with below ground drainage* these past few weeks, here is me on Aldo Rossi in the RIBA Journal. Strangely for one who strove for a kind eternal timeless quality it's funny how Rossi's work seems so associated with a specific architectural moment now.
Although his work became synonymous with architectural post modernism it started off a long way either from Po Mo's forced jollity or literal historicism. He was also - along with Venturi - one of the few practising architects to have articulated a consistent theoretical position.
Rossi was somewhat unfashionably one of my first architectural heroes and looking at these drawings again reminded me of desperately trying to unpick his opaque books The Architecture of the City and A Scientific Autobiography at college. I even remember trying my hand at some terrible versions of his drawing style. I remain a fan though despite my heavy caveats in the review, especially of the deeply odd qualities of his windowless hotel in Tokyo.
* This is both one of those dreadful parental euphemisms and quite literally true.
Although his work became synonymous with architectural post modernism it started off a long way either from Po Mo's forced jollity or literal historicism. He was also - along with Venturi - one of the few practising architects to have articulated a consistent theoretical position.
Rossi was somewhat unfashionably one of my first architectural heroes and looking at these drawings again reminded me of desperately trying to unpick his opaque books The Architecture of the City and A Scientific Autobiography at college. I even remember trying my hand at some terrible versions of his drawing style. I remain a fan though despite my heavy caveats in the review, especially of the deeply odd qualities of his windowless hotel in Tokyo.
* This is both one of those dreadful parental euphemisms and quite literally true.
