{"id":102,"date":"2012-05-05T23:32:00","date_gmt":"2012-05-05T23:32:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ivanhimanen.com\/crisesofdocumentation\/2012\/05\/05\/lutyens-page-street-flats\/"},"modified":"2021-11-02T23:28:56","modified_gmt":"2021-11-03T03:28:56","slug":"lutyens-page-street-flats","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ivanhimanen.com\/crisesofdocumentation\/lutyens-page-street-flats\/","title":{"rendered":"Lutyens&#8217; Page Street Flats"},"content":{"rendered":"<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: left;\">\n<div style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\"><a style=\"margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;\" href=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/-XPI4Kd_y7oU\/T6WoS2y2lMI\/AAAAAAAAAPQ\/fvjkgQ53oac\/s1600\/james_dragon.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/-XPI4Kd_y7oU\/T6WoS2y2lMI\/AAAAAAAAAPQ\/fvjkgQ53oac\/s640\/james_dragon.jpg\" width=\"456\" height=\"640\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">While weaving through the armory show&#8217;s booths (with sights like that), a lubricated Charlotte and I got to talking about the past. We eventually arrived at London, 2007. As I spoke of the neighborhoods and the walks I took, I noticed my recollection of the place was very idyllic. It dawned on me that my memory of the city was not purely a manifestation of its form&#8211; it depended equally as much on my movements and mindset within it. That summer was emotionally tumultuous for me, and I went on more walks than usual. The impetus was twofold: to clear my mind and to explore the city around me. I avoided crowded districts and avenues, I walked at strange times of day (mid afternoon, and well after midnight), I all but aimed to get lost each time, and I was always looking up. The memory I have is not a series of photographs or sounds; it runs as a script, or a film reel. All these associations are linked and of course, had I not behaved the way an ascetic human behaves, and instead as an A-type seven-figure-earning businessman ashore of retirement, I would have known an entirely different London. (It is a paradox to use the same name&#8211; New York, for example&#8211; to simultaneously describe 1) people&#8217;s impressions and memories of a city, and 2) that same city as a whole; an understanding beyond any single mind&#8217;s capacity to retain. Cities are universes which can never fully be known. There are hundreds of streets in New York which I have never seen. How can I claim to &#8220;know New York&#8221;?) Thus my London is an impression composed in the true picturesque style (the same style that through Olmstead &amp; Vaux spawned Central Park)&#8211; meandering, lit by a low sun, and very strategically framed for the best views.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">While working at EPR in Westminster, I&#8217;d take the morning stroll from Victoria and more than a few times I would pass through Page Street&#8211; home to Sir Edwin Lutyens&#8217; flats.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><\/div>\n<figure style=\"width: 900px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium\" src=\"https:\/\/media.architecturaldigest.com\/photos\/55e77e59cd709ad62e8f7090\/master\/w_1920%2Cc_limit\/dam-images-daily-2015-04-brick-book-beautiful-brick-buildings-book-04.jpg\" width=\"900\" height=\"600\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-caption-text\">Photo credit Richard Chivers. Image via <a href=\"https:\/\/www.architecturaldigest.com\/gallery\/brick-book-phaidon-slideshow\">architecturaldigest.com<\/a>.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<div style=\"clear: both; text-align: justify;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/world-bin.blogspot.com\/2011\/03\/page-street-housing-by-edwin-lutyens.html\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Wordbin has more.<\/a><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">I remember now, after virtually revisiting the site, why I liked these so much&#8211; their orthogonal geometries and the relative quiet of Page Street gave me a sense of calm, and the illusion that this 200 meter stretch was twice as long and twice as far from everything else. Looking at it now, I would not scoff had someone told me this was the new housing block by Ando or Herzog &amp; De Meuron. They remain startlingly fresh and timeless&#8211; but be not fooled, for the entrance gates and the mullions show that this was in fact the work of a putative imperialist, with considerable knowledge of vernacular detailing. But herein lay the twist&#8211; at a time when the British Empire had all but fallen, the English had to begin seriously contemplating their place in the rest of the world; politically, economically, culturally&#8230;. Part of what made Lutyens such an impressive and timeless architect is the fact that he was a stylistic chameleon. His buildings very solemnly addressed the continuing struggles of a national identity which was swiftly changing. We all know of the national heroes&#8211; the Aaltos, the Gaudis&#8211; who distill their respective nation&#8217;s unique qualities into works of architecture while that country is just rising into a <i>new<\/i> identity. But much more rare is the work conceived in a time of national pessimism, when that same identity is descending. It can actually be closely compared to the architecture coming out of the West since 1990; last gasps at greatness at the dawn of a new world order? Now there&#8217;s a crisis made concrete. Congratulations, Sir Edwin Lutyens.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>While weaving through the armory show&#8217;s booths (with sights like that), a lubricated Charlotte and I got to talking about the past. We eventually arrived at London, 2007. As I spoke of the neighborhoods and the walks I took, I noticed my recollection of the place was very idyllic. 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