The delights of modernist architecture, as captured by Warsaw-based photographer Nicolas Grospierre:
Residential Tower, Saint Petersburg, Russia, 2007
Grunwald Square Housing Estate, Wroclaw, Poland, 2005
House of Soviets, Kaliningrad, Russia, 2011
Balneological Hospital Water Tower, Druskininkai, Lithuania, 2004
Srifuengfung building, Bangkok, Thailand, 2015
Institute of Cybernetics, Saint-Petersburg, Russia, 2007
Dan hotel parking lot, Tel Aviv, Israel, 2015
Thin skyscraper, Liège, Belgium, 2011
Edificio Torres Blancas, Madrid, Spain, 2016
[Photos © Nicolas Grospierre]
In addition to his blog, Grospierre now has a book, Modern Forms: A Subjective Atlas of 20th Century Architecture.
As is obvious from his obsession with these buildings - most but by no means all from Eastern Europe and the former Soviet Union, and most but by no means all brutalist in style - Grospierre has an abiding bittersweet love for what most people would probably dismiss as monstrosities. He's interviewed at De Zeen:
I feel, first and foremost, that Modernism in architecture was the physical embodiment of one of the most beautiful ideals of mankind: progress.
In architecture, it meant to create buildings that would make a better life for the common man. We know, of course, that this ideal failed.
And not only did it fail in its political or ideological dimension, but it even failed practically, as many of these buildings proved to be utopian and sometimes alienating, in their everyday use. This is perhaps especially true in the architecture of the former socialist camp.
But to my eyes, this does not disqualify progress, on a philosophical level. It is perhaps because progress was an erroneous ideal from the very start, that makes it even more beautiful.
There is great generosity in this ideal, the belief that man can perfect himself, that has been lost and I must say I long for the time when we could still believe in it. Paradoxically, all that remains of this, in architecture, are the Modern forms. For me, their boldness, and expressive shapes, are the reflection of the boldness of this optimism.
Brutalism previously...Eastern Europe, Israel. Or our very own...Robin Hood Gardens, the National Theatre.
The things you can do with concrete, like those extraordinary squiggles on the Lithuanian water tower. I wonder if people will ever come to admire these buildings.
Posted by: NicoleS | November 26, 2016 at 09:03 AM
Oh yes - there's already a strong brutalist-revisionism movement, arguing for the glories of concrete. Exemplified by this book, I suppose. Jonathan Meades has lent his (idiosyncratic) voice. Preston Bus Station has been given Grade 2 Listed Building status...
I sense that far more people now (me included) would admit how much they love the Barbican, for instance. Back in the day everyone hated those towers.
Posted by: Mick H | November 26, 2016 at 10:32 AM
I've always loved the Barbican, and the South Bank, although I remember encountering some stiff opposition when saying so on these very pages a while back. These "Modern Forms" certainly are fascinating, but so far I find them a little less easy to love.
Posted by: NicoleS | November 27, 2016 at 02:08 PM