I will be presenting a seminar at Form and Function next week. Thursday 10th April at 10:30 (early!)
The talk will be concerned with the slowness of architectural practice, how that frustrates and prompts the impatient practitioner to pursue
It will encompass all the gear usually found on this site; giant cardboard folded follies, Pecha Kucha night, mega scale engineering proposals of the trans-humanists, darch, a couple of residential alts and ads, and maybe the Ultra Thin Research Academy.
Pecha Kucha Volume 09 is on tonight!!
Presenters include:
Come visit Ultratropolis!
This site creates a Sim City like city where the population is generated by the number of visitors to the site. So, right now, population and infrastructure is pretty light on the ground, but we will keep this post updated as the city grows.
[Update]
With a booming population of 46 (!) we have full employment, no crime, no pollution and a perfect transport system. So, I guess this is what Utopia look like:
So, Ken Woolley reckons that the Opera House should have the opera hall removed and rebuilt on land adjacent at the start of the Botanic Gardens.
The problem of the Opera House are well known - among other issues, the Opera House was meant to be in shells that currently house the concert hall, the drama theatre was meant to be in what passes for the Opera House. And so, everyone is occupying a space that was not designed for them and they are uncomfortable.
Over the last five or so years, JPW working with Utzon, have been tinkering away at the existing building working up to the major issue of the Opera Hall and what to do about it. They have remodelled the bathrooms, refurbished the (excellent) Utzon Room, and opened the drama theatre foyers out to the Harbour with a perhaps ill conceived awning structure. The strategy for the Opera Hall has been to raise enough money to undertake the structural work involved in enlarging the volume of the Opera Hall, which, we are told is the source of its acoustic issues.
And then in the weekend papers, we read that “The architect Ken Woolley has gone one better, with a proposal that would allow the Opera House complex to stage the grandest of grand operas without remaking either the opera theatre or concert hall. His idea is to build a 1800-seat opera theatre next to the Opera House, partly over the harbour and partly into the Botanic Gardens. He says this could be done for $400 million.”
Checkit:
It is unclear whether Woolley was engaged by anyone to undertake this exercise, who the client may be or if this is in any way a serious proposal. So ultimately it all comes across as a bit of jockeying to get a Harbour-front commission. In none of the articles that we have seen do they mention the current architects actually commissioned to undertake the refurbishment of the Opera House: JPW. Especially strange given that Richard Johnson was recently awarded the RAIA Gold Medal.
I am sure that someone in Woolley’s office, Hassell, likely spent an afternoon on the model as a proof-of-concept, so we shouldn’t take it too seriously; looking as it does like Moneo’s Kursaal mashed up with the Opera House podium. Regardless it did make it onto the front page of the Sydney Morning Herald and is such, now a part of the debate. Former Prime Minister, Paul Keating is predictably outraged.
The scheme, if nothing else does a good job of cutting the Botanic Gardens off from Benneleong Point - its most active edge to the city. So, say that the only option is to house the opera company in an entirely new building. Why put it on the only piece of land connecting the forecourt to the Botanic Gardens?
Why not, if a new building is the only answer, follow the lead of the original opera house and reclaim a piece of the harbour to build on? There is plenty of it there, and it would allow the architect to respond to the language of repetition already in place. And what is more, partons could walk between the drama theatre and concert hall to the new opera theatre through underwater tunnels.
Yes! This is the kind of thing Utzon would be after.
A short while back, Alex at Pruned pinged us with this meme: Take the closest book to hand. Open it at page 123, find the fifth sentence, post the next three sentences and tag another five people.
While the fibbonaci-ness of the request was immediately seductive, I have been waiting for the appropriate time where the closest book to hand is not (a) a comic book, or (b) an Ikea catalogue.
And so, right now, conveniently, the book at hand is “Hyper-Border; The Contemporary US Mexico Border and Its Future
I have had to cheat a little, as page 123 contains an image of imaginary Mexican terrorists in the year 2011 scaling the US-Mexico border on their way to infiltrate a nuclear power plant…
On the next page however we return to the present day and learn that:
“This DHS program has two goals: to secure the northern and southern borders and increase immigration enforcement efforts in the country’s interior by 2010. The former effort calls for the doubling border security agents to over 18,000 by 2008 and increasing technology through a fence system known as SBInet, consisting of more sensors, cameras, infrastructure, and communications technology. The latter streamlines and shortens the detention-and-removal processing of illegal migrants.”
The book is highly recommended, not only because of its excellent use of orange, but for its exhaustive coverage of its subject. Living in Australia, where the only border we encounter is primarily used for leisure, borders are truly exotic things. I wonder what Australia would be like if Federation never occurred. In NSW we often fondly refer to our Victorian friends as Mexicans, but what if they were another country? And - holy shit - what if Queensland was another country? You can be sure we would be protecting that border pretty rigourously.
So, anyway, to pass the tag along. How about Decanted, City of Sound, Life Without Buildings, Eikongraphia, The Art Life?
Boston Dynamics demo’s its robot walking on ice, across rubble and responding to a solid shove.
It is getting closer.
