Sunday, December 14, 2008

Blue Suburban Skies


Fans of the quotidian and the desultory pleasures of a nice bleak underpass should check out Learning From Milton Keynes, the academic side project of London based architects the AOC (or should that be the COA in the manner of OMA/AMO?).

Some nice photos of MK are to be found on their flickr site too including Jeremy Dixon and Ed Jones' Netherfield housing scheme, now subjected to an intriguingly ad-hoc DIY makeover.

Friday, December 12, 2008

In Defence of Poundbury. Well someone had to.


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This article by Stephen Bayley on Poundbury seems to have been picked up in various places although I can't for the life of me think why.

What does it say that we haven't heard a thousand times before? Are there any prejudices it doesn't pander to? In what way does it represent an insightful, original or interesting take on the place? Instead we are given the same old stuff about fakes and shams and pastiche.

All the cliche's are here present and correct:

It isn't honest. Oh for f*cks sake. Buildings can't be dishonest. They aren't people. They don't lie. This conflation of aesthetics with ethics is puerile. Where is the dishonesty in a brick building that looks like a traditional brick building? Truth to materials and honest detailing are part of the ideological rhetoric of Modernism and not actually fact.

It is authoritarian. Why? Above and beyond a slightly weird sense that everything is too perfect and too well maintained, what exactly is the authoritarian regime in operation in Poundbury? How does this differ from the acceptable model villages of Bournville etc.?

It is "Grimly cute". I quite like the sound of this but the article simply assumes that I won't. This is symptomatic of the stifling nature of most architectural criticism which says that I must be a heretic if I don't like the right things for the right reasons. If the term grimly cute were used in a review of an art exhibition it wouldn't be clear whether they meant it was good or bad. In architecture such ambiguity is viewed as aesthetic deviancy.

Similarly he writes:
What can be said about a presiding intelligence that demands central-heating flues be disguised by cast concrete gargoyles?
I don't know but they sound fabulous. Can I have one?

A few years ago the BBC ran a dreadful programme called Demolition* in which people could nominate the places they would like destroyed. Poundbury was one, predictably along with a number of Brutalist housing estates. The programme makers interviewed an appallingly smug character in his swish London home recounting how he would like to bulldoze Poundbury himself, a look of sadistic joy in his maniacal eyes. All this simply because it didn't meet his second hand aeshetic prejudices.

It is possible to write about Poundbury, even to write about it critically, and say something interesting, but the kind of literal, narrowly ideologial criticism of Bayley's article seems simply derivative and hopelessly myopic. And, apart from anything else, it's just too easy. Wouldn't it be more interesting to talk about Poundbury without this ideological baggage? To actually look at it and leave aside the hollow moralism? For a change. As a way of keeping things interesting.

* Brilliant concept. Maybe they should do a new series in which people could nominate which books they would like to burn.

Sunday, December 7, 2008

Taste Not Space


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This is the second part of the post I started last week (on architecture and literature) before I got sidetracked by robots. Read on.....
As a house, Barton Cottage, though small, was comfortable and compact; but as a cottage it was defective, for the building was regular, the roof was tiled, the window shutters were not painted green, nor were the walls covered with honeysuckles.
This passage from Jane Austen's Sense and Sensibility doesn't so much describe a real place as assemble an easily understood set of visual cliches. As a sentence it suggests architectures' importance as a system of signification in English literature. The role of Barton Cottage in the narrative of Sense and Sensibility is to communicate the down to earth honesty of the Dashwood sisters who come to live there and their relative financial penury. The cottage is continually contrasted with a range of other, larger houses throughout the story used to communicate the social and economic aspirations of their various owners.

The role of architecture in this instance is primarily symbolic, acting as a visual metaphor for the characters personalities. The signs and symbols of domestic architecture serve as a form of shorthand for the people who live in it. Its experience is never divorced from a system of class/social or economic value. The description of the architecture is therefore fundamentally visual rather than physical. By which I mean that the architecture is described as a series of visual signifiers rather than having any haptic or spatial qualities. Architecture acts as a kind of additional character - think of Mansfield Park or even more pertinently Brideshead Revisited - rather than as a place.



The proliferation of period dramas on UK television continues to develop these themes. In most of these dramas the architecture is both the luscious backdrop that draws us in and a crucial part of the story. The narrative plays itself out within the architecture, the endless pantomime of social and class distinction mirrored in the similar gradations of the architecture from peasant hovel to sublime neo-classical villa. The camera gazes adoringly at these interiors playing off the ornate splendor against the stilted drama within.



However, whilst the architecture is foregrounded as an intrinsic part of the narrative it is the signs and symbols of architecture rather than its physical experience that is most important. In so far as physical characteristics are described it is in a coded sense, communicating symbolic value. Although the houses are now being filmed as opposed to described they still perform the same narrative role. And that narrative is to still to do with class and social status. Taste and not space is what's important.



I would argue that UK domestic architecture is the product of this obsession to the extent that the spatial and sculptural qualities of architecture are always marginalised by a predominantly visual experience codified through literature. In this sense the physical divorce is two-fold. First in that we inhabit the buildings not physically but imaginatively through textual description but also that the textual description is itself obsessed not with the spatial properties of architecture but with a visual and codified 'reading' of it.



I'm aware that this may sound like a somewhat reactionary stance that privileges a notion that physical experience is somehow more 'real' than other types of experience. Or that it is possible to have a physical experience that is divorced and distinct from culture. But literature's use of architecture to tell stories (and to employ it as a 'silent' character) influences the way we make domestic architecture. The volume housing of the last forty years has been fundamentally historicist in style. In a reduced and miniaturised form it attempts to tell similar stories to the scenarios outlined above. The brochure descriptions of new housing employ a sign based approach to architecture both literally and metaphorically. Houses are christened, given historic names of symbolic importance, like characters in a slightly cheesy historic novel. They are in a way a little like the imagined endings or imaginary (in that they are contemporary) sequels to Jane Austen's novels that appear now and again. Or Barbara Taylor Braford. They contain the same vestiges of historic detail, long divorced from their original context and distorted almost beyond recognition in scale and material.



We still use houses to tell stories. Whether it is the porches, carriage lamps and disembodied timber frames of new build executive homes or the neo-industrial vernacular of loft conversions. This naming and quotation extends to the settings in which new houses sit where other landscape based signifiers such as duck ponds and watermills are employed as context.

The open plan arrangement of lofts may be sold on their spectacular spatial qualities but it is the authenticity of the signifiers of a previous industrial past that is the main draw. Fetishised objects such as brick signage, factory doors and ropes and pulleys serve the same role as the plastic porticos and bay windows of self-consciously period houses. These two models: the country cottage (or the shrunken stately home) and the industrial loft account for pretty much most recent housing in the UK.

The disembodied elements of period detail borrowed by new build houses are often perverse and bizarre. Their weirdness is easy to miss due to the overfamiliarity. The frequent spatial paucity of the houses these elements are applied to though is emblematic of an obsession with the signs and symbols of architecture.* Housing is primarily viewed as a symbol of social value rather than a functioning object: a sign for living in rather than a machine. In this sense the kind of houses illustrated below might be seen as the bastardised offspring of Austen and a literary culture obsessed with social aspiration communicated through architecture.



* I should probably state the obvious here which is that much of my own work has been in trying to do something interesting with a lot of the same material.