Georgian Boredom

If it is thought about at all now, Georgian Architecture appears as something monotonous in its dull repetitiousness and predictability, or oppressive and forbidding in its cold stone massiveness.  Ultimately its carefully articulated facades, fine carvings on column capitals, or its exacting proportions are all largely ignored by passers-by as the taller, shinier, more accessible buildings nearby swamp the old.   It expresses old certainties that no one can relate to now; a product of an age that we may feel pleased to have moved far beyond.

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Dreams of a King

It is easy to mock our new Head of State.  At his core, he appears as a Ruskinian Watercolourist seated in his kilt on a mountainside in his northern estate, dreaming that the rest of Britain might be like this Scottish idyll.  His dabs and dashes of earthy tones allowing him to briefly become part of this space: the agelessness, the absorbing ease, the soothing gentle lines, the insensible gradations of colour and form, and the pervasive mysterious integrity of the place. 

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Crafting the Aussie bungalow

There is a famous style in Australia, still sold as an identifiable type, separated from the general run of houses of the period, with a certain cache that makes even real-estate agents latch on to it: the Californian Bungalow.   The words might conjure up low spreading roofs supported by solid substantial posts, often just a cairn of rocks, covering a broad veranda, usually facing the street.  In general, the house will be an obvious and comprehensive statement in timber:  timber shingles on the prominent gable, timber weatherboard wrapping around the base, timber sash windows, timber rafters obviously projecting out to the gutters, with of course the timber structure as the core of the house, timber rafter and beams in the roof, and timber floorboards for the interior.  

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Wordsworth and the Romantic switch

At some point during the nineteenth century, in Australia and elsewhere, householders threw out the old rule books that prescribed balance, symmetry and system for their houses. Out went rigid geometries, along with established hierarchies of forms and decorations and many other restrictive, outdated, unnatural notions. Under the influence of a great mass of Romantic writers, poets and other spruikers in many parts of the world, notably England, France and what is now Germany, people reorientated their thoughts to nature, feelings and emotions, and the rich unsophisticated past of their own countries, not distant places in time and space like ancient Italy and Greece. With more people having more wealth and independence than ever before and being able to buy what their wanted, they naturally opted for new, typically suburban, houses that had the qualities they thought worthwhile, not what their old lords and masters or the educated classes prescribed. They chose to build houses that were in tune with the new romantic sentiment, a sentiment that had spread from poets and philosophers to all the arts, including architecture.

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Modern skepticism.

Lewis Mumford is a largely forgotten figure in the realms of architecture and urban design, but his thick tomes with impressive titles such as The City in History, Sticks and Stones, Technics and Civilization and Myth of the Machine occasionally surface in second-hand book shops. Despite their age, these large collections of words with their intriguing bunches of black and white photos offer a much broader and considered perspective on modern architecture than many contemporary approaches, that too often appear to plod along some well-worn paths.

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Of Skylarks and Suburbs

It is difficult to see twenty-first century town planners huddled in their non-descript offices dreaming of the birds, flowers, and scents of the fields of England and looking for inspiration from an eighteenth century gentleman as they tick off the compliance of the latest revamp of some suburban house for conformity with some obscure rule designed to prevent the slim possibility…

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The colourful circus of Gov. Arthur

It is just like a circus to have bright colours all spread in a circle. Arthur Circus in Hobart is attractive because of its simplicity, smallness, otherworldliness, or even antiquity: a small slice of another world as you wiz past in a tourist coach. Or perhaps it is something out of fairy tale or a childhood story book…

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When Harry met the suburbs

When Harry Seidler first arrived in Australia just after the Second World War, it wasn’t a pretty picture, or at least the messy red-roofed suburbs sprawling over the flat brown land were not. It wasn’t a love story by any means. The Australian bush and beaches were a different matter. It is not like he really wanted to come here…

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Red House - Romantic Ugliness

The name William Morris now conjures up a certain sweetness suggesting abundant English gardens bursting with life: flowers and fruit of every desirable variety, their stems intertwined with the leaves and stalks of other plants, producing the carefully…

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Perfecting the Circle

Da Vinci’s famous Vitruvius man may have suggested something to do with human proportions being the guide for all proportions, particularly those of buildings. But this image of a rather long-haired and long-limbed character also points to the key idea that…

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Where is God in a church?

This is an absurd question, of course. God is everywhere you would think and to seek a particular spot is pointless.

However, outside a church is less holy than inside a church. People in the past certainly thought so…

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