Saturday 18 October 2008

dry cleaners to the rescue...


mr stillingfleet spied this curious little headline hidden away in the back pages of the guardian yesterday and pointed it out to me over tea and scones at boffin hq. its deliciously wodehousian details were so intriguing i had to find out more...

...dry cleaning firm helps save historic cemetery...
A dry cleaning company has answered an urgent call for funds to help restore and preserve the English Cemetery in Florence. There are 700 memorials crammed into the small cemetery, many of them pilgrimage sites for literary fans from all over the world. Many are in need of repair. "We urgently need funds," said Julia Bolton Holloway, an English academic and Anglican nun, who acts as curator, guide and librarian. The Maida Vale, west London, branch of the American Dry Cleaning Company has pledged a quarter of its takings from cleaning formal wear for three months.
behind the brief but intriguing headline is not one but several stories, befitting this small forgotten charnel house on the edge of 19th century florence: a tale of one of the greatest cities in old europe and the exploits of the artists, writers, adventurers and flaneurs attracted to its glamour and allure; of exile, eccentricity, social and religious reforms and dissent. more recently it’s the saga of one enthusiast and her determination that this historic cemetery be kept open, be restored and declared a unesco world heritage site, after years of deterioration and neglect.
and most unexpectedly it is also a story of guerrilla gardening in a city that would hardly seem to need it…

the protestant cemetery in florence, commonly known as the english cemetery due to the large number of english victorian notables interred in its grounds, is surrounded by boulevards and faded mansions, an oval island of peace overtaken by city sprawl and traffic just outside the ring of florence's old walls, that nineteenth-century florence only recently being rediscovered after a long stint playing second fiddle to the golden age of florence, the city of dante aligheri, boccaccio, and the medicis.
a tranquil haven of victorian gothic, peaceful avenues and quiet arcades, this is the resting place of a host of english poets and writers including elizabeth barrett browning, walter savage landor and arthur hugh clough, as well as several sculptors such as hiram powers and joel t. hart. its silent rows of eloquent headstones and memorials are alive with a tangle of lavender, rosemary, strawberry plants, box, myrtle, pomegranate and rose bushes, attracting birds, bees, butterflies as well as an array of small mammals and the usual army of semi feral cemetery cats. yet this idyllic setting belies its heretical past and turbulent present.

in 1827 the swiss evangelical reformed church purchased land outside the medieval wall and gate of Porta a' Pinti from leopold II, grand duke of tuscany for an international and ecumenical cemetery, russian and greek Orthodox burials joining protestant ones. at that time this was a lonely spot, with widely scattered houses outside the walls, and inside, between the hamlets of Borgo Pinti and Borgo alla Croce, a few small villas almost hidden among the vegetable gardens and orchards that lined the little roads. burials took place from 1838 to 1877, after which only a few cinerary urns were accepted. the 1409 graves represent sixteen nations: the 760 british graves form the core, followed by the 433 swiss, 87 americans, 84 italians and 54 russians who are buried there. in 1877, the cemetery had to be closed, the medieval wall having been torn down at the time of the risorgimento when florence became capital of italy with code napoleon forbidding burials within city limits, ending a subversive chapter in the city's history - that of a clandestine and non-conformist florence.

for years the old landscaping had been rather ferociously over weeded and by the end of the nineties almost all its nineteenth-century plants had been rooted out, the cemetery a dry and forlorn place. then came curator, librarian and enthusiast, Julia Bolton Holloway, with a vision to heal the gardens, restore it to its 19th century heyday and preserve and promote a new library dedicated to the works of all those buried in the grounds, as well as develop an online catalogue for international researchers, with work currently being undertaken on burial records in england, russia and italy. her labour of love has reaped the benefits, the weed killer replaced by bulbs, volunteers and a thriving gardening centre attached to a fledgling Foundation, where apprenticeships in blacksmithing, masonry, gardening and book binding can be formally provided for the refugee families she has long been working with to restore the forgotten cemetery after 125 years of neglect.

in 1996 the cemetery was reopened for the interment of ashes. this has brought misfortune as well as reward with the swiss owners seeking to clear large sections of the terrain to enable the construction of concrete edifices or loculi for new internment. a petition and details of the campaign to protect this urban wildscape, neighbourhood cultural and social centre, and vernacular historic monument, can be found on the cemetery’s blogsite.

look beyond the headline and sign the petition, or better still take a walk round your nearest cemetery and find out whether it has a friends society or is in danger of becoming a supermarket!

Monday 13 October 2008

the last signatect

lately in my self appointed quest to understand the dynamics of the modern city i have been struggling with the notion of icons. its all i seem to write about at the moment but its hardly surprising given the times we live in. we are obsessed with icons, awash with icons, surrounded by icons. whereas once they were few, a famous handful, a glittering constellation of legendary or historic landmarks, giants of the silver screen or natural geological wonders, today they are virtually ubiquitous, a constant stream hurtling out of our televisions, newspapers and city streets, battling for our attention. be it celebrity or architectural, these are iconotastic times…

this iconic obsession has reached fever pitch in the field of architecture with seemingly every new building burdened with being iconic, of making a town or city’s global reputation rather than the more everyday task of quality or efficiency. these signature buildings, the centrepiece of every city vision or masterplan for urban renewal, certainly make the headlines and seem to court controversy, being loved and loathed in equal measure.

yesterday saw the release of yet another list of the nations most ugly buildings, with our own arndale centre only topped by the curvy aluminium clad birmingham bullring creation and the angel of the north taking third place.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/7668994.stm

the real significance is not so much which buildings appear on this rather predictable list but wider questions about the nature of our cities and the delicate balancing act involved in urban regeneration. heritage, familiarity, regional and local pride all play a part in how we feel about specific locations and landmarks in our cities. the latest ugly list is the usual mix of ultra modern and traditional - the liver building makes a unexpected appearance - but the surprise is the range of emotions the built environments evokes. there’s clearly no formula for what makes an iconic building, rather an elusive brew of affection, aesthetics and nostalgia. planners and developers take note.



the complexity of our emotional and intellectual relationship with the visual iconography of our cities and the monuments and landmarks within our wider landscape has long been understood by students of material culture, archaeologists, sociologists, even architects but seems to have been temporarily forgotten by those who are currently reshaping our cities. the recent prevalence for globally recognised iconitecture, the essential signifier of the spectacularised city, is marketed and packaged for commercial and business investment and tourism rather than reflecting and accommodating the needs, interests and history of its inhabitants. this limited model of internationally recognisable images, amenities and buildings is perfectly understandable in terms of the global brand, but it’s a model that can omit people from the vision, that can forget de certeau's contention that it is people who give life and meaning to the city in their daily activities and routines across its topography.

last week whilst grappling with a submission for a one day newspaper for the liverpool biennial i was reminded of that cliche of urban regeneration, the signatect – an elite, celebrity breed of architect drafted in to provide the requisite iconic centrepiece to replace an older, discarded ‘eyesore’. derided as ‘blobs’ or desired as cultural kick-starters to economic renewal, iconitastic architecture, as its been dubbed, has featured in every city masterplan from the days of baudrillard’s blistering indictment of the phenomena in his 1982 critique of the supermarketing of culture as the beaubourg effect. nearer to home will alsop's proposed fourth grace for liverpool's waterfront, the cloud, was voted simply one icon too many and plans to realise the project in time for this years capital of culture were scrapped.

with hindsight, as recession bites and the building industry slows down, it seems liverpool’s decision to halt the cloud signals the end of an era, the death knell for what owen hatherley recently called ‘an orgy of greed and architectural frivolity — shoddy “luxury” housing, big business skyscrapers’, and an ushering in of more integrated, innovative but everyday architecture. his call for a new green deal carries perhaps more weight in these new serious times than they would have only a year ago - http://www.bdonline.co.uk/story.asp?sectioncode=427&storycode=3124682&c=1.

watching the live televising of the riba sterling prize 2008 on channel 4 the other night seemed to reiterate this new mood, a more sober language discernable from the start. the equivalent of the turner prize, the RIBA Building of the Year event is prestigious and glitzy, chosen from six buildings shortlisted from the winners of the National and European Awards. this years winner was accordia, by recent standards a rather modest vision of modern sustainable city living and the first ever residential scheme to receive the top prize.


the riba website says: This is high density housing at its very best. Beautifully thought-through houses are linked by a series of public, semi-public and private but visible open spaces, making the whole development a joy to walk through. Houses and flats have good-sized, well-proportioned rooms with views out ranging from the urban views to rural pasture. This development proves that good modern housing sells, that a committed local authority can have a very positive influence on the design, that a masterplan with a range of architects can be successful and that the very best architecture does not need to rely on gimmicks. This will be a project that will be much referred to and used as a future case study.

'the very best architecture does not need to rely on gimmicks' - this from a body criticised only two years ago for a tendency to reward the spectacular rather than the special! (amanda baillieu, bd magazine). iconic architecture it seems is dead and its po-faced maiden aunt sustainable architecture is losing no time in taking up the challenge left in the gap.

all too often our love affair with iconic architecture has led to buildings bigger on style than substance with an emphasis more on the impact of the building’s image than its integration into its surroundings or even its userbility, with preference given to interesting buildings over 'good' buildings. this is not meant as some reactionary anti-modernist rant against excellence and contemporaneity, merely a suggestion that good design and the built environment has to be more about sensitive interventions into all of our urban and rural environments than city centre wow factors. adrian welch’s essay Iconotastic Reflections - Signatecture on e-architect’s open forum makes for an interesting and informative insight into recent debates within the profession - http://www.e-architect.co.uk/architecture_debate.htm

so does a return to bread and butter design signal a backlash against innovation and a new conservatism? i hope not. the site of former government offices, accordia has more than 700 existing mature trees, from productive gardens with fruit trees, herbs and berries, to formal lawns, reedbeds and meadows, the existing mature landscape being enhanced with new and diverse green spaces between the mews courts, greens and squares. each home has been designed to overlook one of these green spaces whilst each space is linked to the next by a network of footpaths, cycleways and low key streets, homezones and subtle traffic calming measures reducing the prominence of the car and creating a safe 20 mph zone. accordia also comprises a mix of houses and apartments including 30% mixed-tenure accommodation evenly split between housing for rent and low cost housing for sale.

architecturally the scheme attempts to blend contemporary with traditional and eco-aware sustainability, such as low maintenance green roofs on the apartment blocks to maximise solar access and provide a natural and safe environment for wildlife with the added benefit that everyone residing on higher floors will enjoy a living green view! the light filled modern facades so adored by the kevin mcleod brigade have been achieved using familiar cambridge materials such as stock brick, copper and timber. the result does seem to be a soft, everyday, user friendly modernism.

furthermore, the scheme sits within eight acres of mature landscaping providing the framework for a residential layout themed around the idea of 'living in a garden', providing an oasis of calm for its inhabitants. accordia boasts those 700 established trees, open lawns and play areas while additional landscaping includes the creation of a wildlife corridor adjacent to Hobson's Brook, an important area for wildlife, with further ecological measures proposed to enhance the biodiversity of the site.

i look forward to this fledgling community’s future with interest, hoping that this thoughtful approach, rejected three times by the local authority over concerns that it wasn’t good enough, proves that quality and careful planning reaps the rewards of improved quality of life for residents, greener, more sustainable environments sensitive to the built and natural landscape, heralding closer working relationships between developers and local governments.
this is where boundaries can be pushed, not on statement buildings but on the everyday aspects of people's lives...

Wednesday 1 October 2008

in the field - potterings around the north west

damnation.

this month has simply flown by in a swarm of events, flaneuries and mini expeditions. i have been out in the field as we antiquarians would call it, rather than chained to my writing desk and you dear journal have suffered as a result...

to my chagrin then, i find my field notebook is filled with tantalising scribbles which have not quite made it to the laptop alongside photos of days out that have not been properly cropped and uploaded. so to start the ball rolling for an forthcoming series of portraits from my travels, here's a sneak preview of what's to come...

friday 6 sept - the brunswick bluestockings convened an midnight walk of the mancunian way during its brief closure at the weekend. strolling along the silent and deserted flyover was a revelation and somewhat surreal - a new way of looking at the city and its familiar landmarks. a test of nerve too at first - we did half expect to get run over!

also watch out for an invitation to a bluestocking and boffin soire on the sleeping dragon next closure! picnic baskets, folding chairs and pimms for everyone...

12 - 14 sept - heritage open weekend is always a great opportunity to visit buildings or spaces normally closed to the casual observer or to investigate a section of the city or region that has generally escaped your attention. this year i joined the cheetham festival trail and went on a most informative walk into the areas jewish past and a visit to the gorgeous jewish museum.

...plus watch out for a rant sometime soon about the fate of the neglected manchester ice palace, for many years the only ice rink in the country. widely regarded as the world's finest rink when it opened, it hosted the World Ice Skating Championship in 1911. languishing unnoticed and unoccupied for many years after its closure in the 1960s, its listed status scuppered several plans for redevelopment, inadvertently saving this unique sporting and social treasure! what a scandal then to find that only 18 months ago it was somehow handily stripped of its listed status and this vernacular icon sold on to an import/ export emporium.

shame on you manchester city council...

19 - 21 sept - liverpool biennale opening weekend. the sun shone on the unveiling of miles of artworks and shows taking place in galleries, public spaces and pavilions across the city. the glorious weather made mooching along the official art trail a joy and of course wandering off the beaten track a must! i heartily recommend nancy davenport at the open eye gallery, the opertus lunula in the cafe / hallway at FACT, the newspaper house at black-e arts centre, largely for the setting and location, but remained sadly unmoved by the pink neon tracey emin at the anglican cathedral. perhaps i have been too spoiled by the drama of the french gothic cathedral and the scents, sounds and candle glow that simply doesnt require a signpost to feel awed and in the presence of greatness, be it human or godly...

sunday 25 sept - new islington via rochdale & ashton canal. ive neglected this old haunt of late and as i know only too well, take your eye off the ball for a second and whole cityscapes have disappeared! new islington still looks like a building site but the new basins and canal routes are certainly showing signs of revamp whilst some sections of the canal way towards miles platting are unrecognisable. however everyday life is lurking underneath and i made some new acquaintances this week with plenty to say about life, fishing, housing stock and reports of roe deer by sports city!

ps. some of you might be interested to note that an article based on some recent postings here on the Tinsley Towers has been selected for a one day newspaper for the liverpool biennial - details to follow. so my visit to liverpool killed two liver birds (oh dear, sorry about that dismal pun!) with one stone - art plus research for my piece. deadline is 2 october so im quite focused on getting it honed and edited.

dont want to let the towers and all the other at risk treasures down now, do i...??

pps. what on earth is happening to the old midland bank on upper king street? this grade 2 listed lutycens building is standing empty since hsbc moved to frankly less than impressive premises in st anne's square and for sale signs plus demolition hoardings are plastered across this irreplacable deco ziggurat...

all and any information much appreciated.