Monday, May 10, 2021

Architecture is a snapshot of the people's soul

This is a political post, not just an aesthetic. 

Some examples follow below from Bored Panda, one of the sites dropped from my blogrolls some time back, along with Wired and others, for being grossly left-Narrative intrusive.

In the field of public discourse, the left-Narrative abounds with smug, supercilious pseudo-intellectualism which, when flatly rejected by "a mad man of limited intellect with an axe to grind,"  sends the left pseudos apoplectic.  Wonder if they've heard the term "anti-intellectual"?  Woke Dada?

In architecture, that could be expressed as our being "anti-pseudo" or in London terms - "anti-Islington" or perhaps "nouveau-provock", maybe "left-shibboleth-blasphemous" ... in contrast to the sorts of monstrosities at the end of that link.



Limited sense of vision?  Limited sense of consequences?  Architecture undergrad smartarsery?

There's such a thing as over-finessing of course and sometimes, brutalism has its place or rather, offset-functionality or rather - best use of a given space.  There are times when Bauhaus can be stomached if the surrounds are sympathetic to it and it serves a purpose, rather than just being a folly of limited vision, screaming, a la Sparkle: "Look at me!  Look at me!"

Without putting young people down, as they're just people of that age after all, this new, Orwellian, extended infantilisation which sees people of 40 plus still acting as children is a nightmare, a horror, a new Chucky world, the Marvellous New Age Child, highly dangerous, inimical to any form of committed relationship, to sound ethics, to a sense of right and wrong, to a sense of the appropriate ... to non cognitive-dissonant reason.

Were you to travel to a town where grotesque PoMo blights the landscape like a HIrst sculpture or wind farm, as if architects and civic leaders had hunkered down in council chambers, planning a "do your worst competition" - a conurbation such as London for example - then you'd see something similar to when the ragtag returned to Hobbiton after the wars, only to find Sharkey had been there, wrecking and brutalising all life for the people.  

Forever.  

With complete disdain and disrespect.


Consider this justification of the example above and just how far ahead this person can see:
“There are circumstances where the architecture should create a sense of calmness and safety, yet there are instances in which it is not bad if the architecture provokes us and makes us think, ‘Why don't I like the look of this building?’”
Marxism 101 - leap onto the simple buzzword vision, no sense of implications, no sense that they have to live with that bloody thing forever.  And so does every commuter driving along that road.  There is no unseeing in this Brave New World, your noses are rubbed in it.

Yet the people who concocted this thing wish to lead us, drag us into the New Age in their image of the grotesque, accompanied by violent perma-rioting in cities in support of love and unity.

Consider this in comments:


More playful, eh?

Kindergarten vision imposed on all of us.

In perpetuity.

The observer who's been paying attention could be forgiven for thinking that this "architecture" is the hallmark of the toddler - a limited vision from the kindergarten.

Consider this:


There's the whole do-gooder, hug-a-tree communism in one, based on infantilisation of the population, with added gender horror.

In perpetuity.

Will the Bored Panda editorial staff learn from it?  I doubt it.  Are we any better on our side?  Yes, but only by dint of heeding and having a sense of the past, present and future unexpurgated, unmolested, unbowdlerised.  Even those with sound values can still close the eyes to horrors happening and yet to come.  

And our own taste?  Well, look at some of the "music" I play here at N.O. - leads one to wonder, no?  And yet I'd hold out hope for those three in the video and perhaps hope even for me, should the mind and spirit of inquiry remain unimprisoned behind the bars of a New Age world of compliance.

In perpetuity.

1 comment:

  1. Cumbernauld.The Plook on the Plinth.
    The devisers of these award winning erections should live in them.
    And not the first pick of living box. The last one after everybody else has taken their pick.

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