Showing posts with label architecture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label architecture. Show all posts

Friday, November 13, 2009

French Lick restored

Friday, November 13, 2009

Well, I was wrong.  The two-hour tour of Columbus's famous architecture today did not enlighten me.  The docent was so unfocused that I think I actually lost information.  It's hard to be a responsible tourist when the guide can't tell left from right, 19th century from 20th century, and has to ask the bus driver to help her out.  Sigh.

She was so ditzy that she didn't even mention that the Sycamore Place housing unit was designed by Jacob Alpeter of Gwathmey Siegel. 




It wasn't until I went back on my own to find it to take a shot of it from my son Greg who used to work for Gwathmey Siegel that I realized who had designed it.  It was that kind of tour.

I did learn that Columbus is ranked the 6th most important architectural city in America, behind NYC, Chicago, SF, WDC and another (?).  Six of the buildings there have been designated as National Historic Monuments.  Kevin Roche, who inherited a lot of the current building commissions after Eero Saarinen's death, is well represented in town.  Harry Weese, another Eliel Saarinen disciple, designed the most buildings.  I didn't know his name but became impressed once I learned that he was the architect of the WDS Metro stations.

Were a person to visit Columbus for the architectural sights, I'd recommend stopping in at the Visitors Bureau, picking up their free and well designed map, and just driving around on one's own.  The tour this morning mostly just gave me a headache.  I learned a lot more on my own yesteday.

After lambasting road food in earlier posts, I feel compelled to report that there are some excellent restaurants out here.  Proof, the 21C Hotel restaurant, is simply super.  I had three delicious dinners there.  Louisville has other good restaurants, including Mayan Cafe and Jack Fry's (where I ate lunch twice).  Last night I had a very tasty dinner at Smith Row in Columbus.  And today on the road I stumbled across a good Chinese restaurant.  So it's not all franchises.  But you've got to be patient, and it helps if someone reliable gives you advice.

I took back roads from Columbus to French Lick, where I'm now ensconced at the famous old resort that's been lavishly renovated.  I was last here in the summer of 1964.  The wide verandah with its rocking chairs is still inviting.  Tomorrow I'm taking a day off of sightseeing to indulge in some spa treatments.  One can get grungy on the road.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Architects' Nirvana



Thursday November 12 2009

How did Columbus IN, located pretty much in the middle of nowhere, become a hotbed of 20th century architecture?  It's one of those stories that makes you believe that all history is accident.  In the late 1930's a new church was scheduled to be built in Columbus, but the scheduled architect died.  So J. Irwin Miller, Columbus's major businessman known locally as a "Renaissance Man," then hired Eliel Saarinen to design the First Christian Church, completed in 1942 (see above).  It was the first "modern" church in the state and one of the first in the U.S.  Miller became a real fan of the Saarinens and their Cranbrook School, but it was not until 15 years later that his vast public investment in contemporary architecture took off.

In the mid-1950's, he offered to pay the architectural fees for any school building built in the town, and once that got under way, he did the same for libraries, fire stations, and other municipal buildings.  Eventually, other businessmen took his lead and also hired world-famous architects.  Most of the architects are disciples of Saarinen, but a few others snuck by, such as Robert Venturi, who designed Fire Station #4 (see below).




My friends George and Alice Wislocki had a house built by Venturi on the Vineyard and are longtime Venturi fans.  So I made a special trip out to the fire station to take a picture of it for them.

Roche Dinkeloo seem to be the most favored architects of late, as evidenced by Cummins headquarters



across the street from Irwin Bank



and also across the street from a new post office.



These three buildings face one another on Jackson, just off Washington, the main drag in Columbus.

One of the buildings I particularly liked is another Irwin Bank, this one designed by Harry Weese, who



designed more buildings in Columbus than any other architect.  It's a clean-looking structure, and quite striking.  Until you notice where you are, which is at one end of a mind-bogglingly depressing strip mall that's largely deserted for obvious reasons.  When you turn your back to the bank, here's what you see:



and this



This contrast between the beautiful and the banal, between real architecture and strip malls full of franchises, is all over town.  I don't know why I thought that I'd drive into Columbus and be struck dumb by beautiful building after beautiful building.  That's just not how it is here.  Downtown there are perhaps a dozen serious buildings, and the rest of the architectural gems are scattered widely throughout the city.  But then, of course, it would have to be that way since Miller started out by paying architectural fees for public schools and then branched out into other municipal buildings.  Which, quite obviously, aren't smack dab up against one another.

Tomorrow I'm taking the two-hour tour so I can write more knowledgeably about this later.  In the meantime, another anecdote about the 5000 people in the world we all know.  I picked up a map put out by the visitors' bureau of all the important buildings and sculpture, and as I was browsing through it, I saw that the Cummins headquarters features a huge metal sculpture by Rudolph de Harak, stepfather of Jon Sylbert, a long-time Monterey select board member and Monterey Land Trust president.  Rudy's widow Carol now lives in Monterey around the corner from Jon and his family.  Here's the sculpture, "Exploded Engine":



One last photo of the day to prove that I'm not the worst car parker in America.