From the Notebook

  • Guild House (1963) – Philadelphia

    Venturi and Rauch. Guild House (1963). Philadelphia.1

    If you want to see bad architecture, go to Atlanta; if you want to see good architecture, go to New York. If you want to see interesting architecture, visit Philly.

    Philadelphia has a long history of architects whose work is weird and idiosyncratic — the kind of projects that make you cock your head and go “huh”. Designers like Frank Furness, Wilson Eyre, Jr., Malcolm Wells, and — most famously — Louis Kahn, all developed approaches to architecture that were brash, distinctive, and groundbreaking.

    Not to be overlooked is the husband-and-wife architectural team of Robert Venturi and Denise Scott Brown, whose Philadelphia-based firm pioneered what is now known as postmodern architecture.

    Pictured here is Guild House in Philadelphia’s Poplar neighborhood, which I visited in June. Completed in 1963, it’s Robert Venturi’s most important early work, designed with 91 apartments for low-income senior citizens.

    As the duo shared in their seminal 1966 manifesto, Complexity and Contradiction in Architecture, Guild House was consciously modeled, in part, on the vernacular architecture of Philadelphia’s ubiquitous rowhouses.

    At first glance, the building’s appearance is unremarkable — and that’s entirely the point. The flat facade covered in common brick blends seamlessly with the banal industrial buildings that surround the facility.

    On closer observation, however, the structure’s bold massing and irregularly sized square windows form a provocative composition. The central opening with 8 partitioned balconies topped by a giant arched window resembles a giant shelf for knick-knacks — striking, yet oddly familiar and cozy.

    The project was a conscious celebration of the commonplace, meticulously planned using plain, low-cost materials, right down to the chain-link fence that surrounds the building.

    At the roots of the postmodern ethos was the egalitarian belief that art and architecture belonged to ordinary people, not just a self-anointed elite. Ironically — and inevitably — the movement was co-opted and corrupted by starchitects and corporate designers until it was thoroughly dismantled and destroyed.

    Alas, this is the world we have created.

    References

    1. Venturi, Robert. Complexity and Contradiction in Architecture. New York: The Museum of Modern Art, 1966. ↩︎
  • The Underworld

    My heart goes out to those I met in the underworld
    Those passing friends I connected with in darkness.
    Some would call them demons,
    But I call them brothers–
    For indeed, we are all made of the same dust.
    The desires of their souls are much like mine;
    We breathe the same air;
    We share the same insecurities;
    Our feelings are fleeting and tender.
    How easy it once was for me to write them off as aberrations,
    Perverted distortions of a lower plane.
    That, of course, was my arrogance,
    My own dark illusion of separation.
    Now I see them as beautiful,
    Despite the crudeness of their words and swagger.
    They took me in their arms and I died inside them–
    As their swords pierced the cracks of my armor
    The deep of my soul was purged and purified;
    My body convulsed as I sighed in sweet release.
    In the moments that followed I awoke a new man,
    And in truth, I looked back in sadness as I walked away.
    In some strange manner, their fraternity was comforting to me,
    Their admiration and acceptance was–
    Dare I say it?
    The embodiment of love and grace.
    As always, I began convinced I was sent to guide them–
    Now I recognize the lesson was for me.
    Mine was the soul in need of remediation,
    And I cherish the whole frenetic mess.
    My prayer is for grace to cover each of them–
    Those beautiful souls still dancing in the shadows.
    One day, I hope, we’ll see each other again,
    Embracing each other in light.