It was brought to my attention last night, by a friend more observant than I, that the lit, golden spire of Raleigh's tallest building is visible from my apartment. (My windows aren't on that side of the building, so you have to go out the front door of my building and stand in the courtyard to see it.)
Despite having taken TWO art history classes in college, I find that I am rather ignorant about architecture. (I was instructed, however, that unless you're in the Southwest stucco is BAD.) Fortunately, I have many friends who do know a thing or two about architecture, who have solidly formed aesthetic opinions and also happen to be talented at making graphics (another thing I know very little about despite finally watching Helvetica -- so on second thought they could be terrible at making graphics and I would never know).
So here's Part I of my education on Raleigh's tallest building:
Edifice Rex: What It Means to be Tallest
...accompanied by some very funny and impassioned commenters. "It's as if the architects were like: 'oh geez, I think we need a spire, let's go to Spires-R-Us and pick up something that ugly to glue on top.'"
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
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I love to read you going on and on about architecture, but to be honest, most of what I took from this is as follows: "architecture awesome! Tall buildings interesting and complex part of American mythology! Stucco bad!" The last, especially, is so very very true.
Are you talking about the article I linked to? Because I didn't write that; a guy named Mark Kuykendall did.
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