most of the new development's i've visited in the past few days were shite. no inspiration, no good urbanism, no finely crafted homes built to last (not one but FOUR) lifetimes. everything fad, all design speaking to the practice of architecture, and not to the demands of a image-based, capital-driven, multi-facited society. it makes waves in the architectural press, which noone else reads, but fails to inspire or attract notice of other architectural, societal, or political forces. design speaking to designers. art, not craft. drawings on paper that relate not to the city, to history, or even to -nay - future users. this is architecture without purpose, without conversation. take my gorgeous art creations, or leave them, they say. i can't leave them, i say, they're fucking built in my backyard!!!
foster's city hall - the city hall part is fine, civicly inspiring and all, but the business towers, ugg. windy, glass, a shame to front the riverwalk with shoulder high walkways - even strada's having to cover up the gorgeous infrastructure to 'advertise' their presence. grey and steel so unfriendly the pedestrians choose the bus lanes instead of the river.
alsop's palestra is just another 'funny' office block, anonymous glass facades, albeit mushroom shaped. spec on shrooms. it will be old in 7 years.
the millenium village - a sustainable housing development 10 miles from london, 5 from canary wharf. green, and i'm sure it's well insulated, but it's still surrounded by parking and over-engineered roundabouts. where has the city gone? the pedestrian replaced by the car. and no damn bike racks. what's so sustainable about having to lock your bike to a 'disabled car parking space' sign?
thamesmead ecopark - so far from anything walkable you might as well live in birmingham and commute to london. one year on, the wood's fading, the pavement growing weeds, and fences now surround the car parking, blocking views. and the constant drone from london city airport. what's it like to live in a house that doesn't need heating but where you have to stop conversation every 10 minutes while the carbon-spewing plane descends directly above?