Adolfo Natalini wrote in 1971 “…if design is merely an inducement to consume, then we must reject design; if architecture is merely the codifying of bourgeois model of ownership and society, then we must reject architecture; if town planning is merely the formalization of present unjust social divisions, then we must reject its cities…”
…Architecture is one of the superstructures of power. This is a rejection of the power and its grid; a symbol of the alien inserted into the familiar landscape; flattened, geometricized, ordered, anti-natural, anti-mimetic, anti-real. An order of regularity, certainty and uniformity.
Stone, metal and concrete abstracted into a singular geometric form, to create the cell of the system, woven into, interlocked, stacked or aligned to.. You have the power to shape that system of whatever order, in our guilty landscapes.”
Architect Peter Zumthor designed this memorial on an island in Norway to commemorate suspected witches who were burned at the stake there in the seventeenth century (photographs by Andrew Meredith).
Located just to the southeast of Tokyo’s Haneda airport, in the middle of the ocean, is a rather interesting structure. Referred to as the “Tower of Wind” of “Kaze no to” in local language, it consist of a dazzling white circular base with two blue and white striped oval shaped structures, that look like two sails from the distance.
A surprisingly large number of blogs and online discussion boards believed the structure to be some secret government lair. The truth, however, is very mundane – it is just a ventilation shaft for the Tokyo Bay Aqualine – an undersea tunnel that lies approximately 40 meters below.
Tokyo Bay Aqualine is the fourth-longest underwater, 9.6 kilometers long that runs from Yokohama to Chiba under the Tokyo Bay. The tunnel took 31 years to build, cost 11.2 billion dollars, and shaves some 100km off the round the Bay trip to Chiba.
maybe you needed a change
maybe I was in the way
maybe some things they stay
and some things go away
and maybe I was lying
and maybe you were not the same