Friday, February 8, 2013

Mustachioed Monuments

Mustache this and mustache that: mugs, coasters, t-shirts, ice cube trays, even socks. Mustaches are in, and they are making an appearance on everything. It seems there's no limit on the money-making potential to be found in these brands of facial hair.

So isn't it natural to wonder what mustaches some of our local monuments would sport? Well, I'd like to think it is. At least it would explain why I've invested a not-unsubstantial amount of time Google searching "mustaches of the 1960s" and "Prudential Tower."


Construction on the Prudential Tower began in 1960 and was completed in 1964. While this doesn't perfectly align with the debuts of Led Zeppelin, the Rolling Stones, and the like, it does make the 60s/70s rock and roll mustache a fitting choice.

Til next time!

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Controversy


Art – like architecture – evokes a gut reaction. Some people like it, others don’t. (And not all viewers fall neatly into those two categories.) So what’s the big deal with Os Gemeos’ piece in Dewey Square?

The big deal is that a quick Google search for the mural will merit you this soundbite an infinite number of times: what some would say looks like a terrorist.

Naturally, I had to see this for myself. If you were told that somebody painted a 70 foot terrorist on your city, how could you not have to guffaw with everyone else?


After seeing it for myself, two things about this complicated piece have become quite clear. 

First, the news stories covering Os Gemeos’ work care more about the reaction of a group of respondents than about the piece itself. Essentially, the local news coverage has been what passersby think, not what the artists think, not what art critics think, not what any expert on the subject might think, but what gut reaction people have been experiencing as they walk by (with a distinct emphasis on one of many reactions in particular). 

Second, as many detractors have pointed out, the character’s head really is wrapped in a shirt. But wrapping his or her head in a shirt may simply indicate that Os Gemeos’ character knows its canvas is a building that effervesces exhaust. Ventilation buildings don’t make typical canvases for fresh air and daisies, after all (irony excepted).



In fact, this sense of place seems to be an important factor in distinguishing street art from other installation pieces. A quick look at street artists’ work (just take a look at Banksy’s) shows that it is often used to mirror a reality – actual or perceived – that is either undetected or ignored. So the real question is what is being reflected here? 

Whatever it is, I don’t think it is meant to be a terrorist. The piece's placement -- on a ventilation building in the Financial District -- is in all likelihood a better indication of what we are meant to see than is the shirt that too many have homed in on.

Til next time!


Resolution Check:
+More Beantown
+More art
-Less procrastination

+More culture
+More understanding

Friday, January 18, 2013

It's a Brand New Year!


More, more, more! Less, less, less!

My (late) resolutions, more or less:

More Beantown
Less procrastination
More money (earning)
Less money (spending)
(More clearance, discounts, and flea markets)
Less cholesterol
More whole grains
Less fat
More cookies
(A challenge!)
(Remembering I haven’t tried Georgetown Cupcakes yet...)
More celebration
More blues (music)
More understanding
More fun
Less flu
More culture
More food trucks
More art
More travel
Less tickets (parking)
More tickets (events)
More learning
More aspiration

Til next time!

Sunday, September 30, 2012

Beanish Brutalism

(Note: Now with pictures!)

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away (last November), I took a number of pictures of City Hall. Pictures that, of course, have dissolved into the digital ether. But, when I took them, I intended to use them to corroborate City Hall’s ranking as the world’s ugliest building. Because, yes, in appearance the building is a bit drab, and especially on a rainy day it does have some extra gloom about it. But, ultimately, I would argue that it is far from a heaping of building materials and concrete, as alluded to in at least one article.1 



Why the misconception? Because the building is a beacon of brutalism. Yes, that architectural style has a name.

Of brutalism, the milieu has been called -- many times over -- an eyesore. On the other hand, a member of the World Monuments Fund explains, “We haven’t gotten far enough from that moment in history [when brutalism debuted] to appreciate all that it meant.”2 

What it comes down to is the style provokes a gut response. Put in literary terms, it’s a gut reaction where the search for a happy denouement overshadows the struggle of ascending conflict. And what is architecture if not storytelling in brick and steel (or, in this case, concrete)? As such, we have particular expectations of a building’s aesthetic -- in the same way that we have particular expectations about how a fairy tale should end. Each building that we see, in turn, tells us a little something about its architects and authors, its purpose and story.

Consider this excerpt from H.P. Lovecraft’s At the Mountains of Madness, narrated by the protagonist after he discovers ancient ruins lodged in the peaks of the Antarctic:

“It was composed mostly of prodigious blocks of dark primordial slate, schist, and sandstone – blocks in many cases as large as 4 x 6 x 8 feet – though in several places it seemed to be carved out of a solid, uneven bed rock of pre-Cambrian slate. The buildings were far from equal in size, there being innumerable honeycomb arrangements of enormous extent as well as smaller separate structures. The general shape of these things tended to be conical, pyramidal, or terraced; though there were many perfect cylinders, perfect cubes, clusters of cubes, and other rectangular forms, and a peculiar sprinkling of angled edifices whose five-pointed ground plan roughly suggested modern fortifications.”3
Lovecraft, H. P. At the Mountains of Madness and Other Tales of Terror. New York: Ballantine, 2007. 46-47. Print.

Whoah. The architecture that Lovecraft describes punctuates the beats of his story. Not just pyramids, perfect ones. Cones and cylinders without flaw. Lovecraft describes the evidence such that his readers can draw only one conclusion: Intelligent pre-human beings once inhabited Antarctica (par for the course with the author). Of course none of this is historically accurate, and though Lovecraft was an author of pulp sci-fi and horror, his descriptions ring true. Architecture is drama.

Subtract the specifics on the stone used, along with the pyramids, cones, and cylinders, and readers are left with an uncanny portrait of Boston’s City Hall. Like Lovecraft’s Mountains, the City Hall structure exudes power and will – it just isn’t smashed into a gigantic mountain range in the Antarctic.



During the 1960s, brutalism was the architectural style, meaning – unlike Mountains – City Hall is not ancient. Read that Wiki page again. Among architects, City Hall was loved at the time of its design. Why? Because baroque was old, classicism was old, even neo-classicism was old. The debut of a brutalist building in the Bean made City Hall a story-in-progress, an architectural style to be written about in the present tense. Fresh and modern, the use of brutalism was meant to convey that City Hall was renewed for the contemporary day, working for Boston.

Pulp novels like Mountains of Madness are not the only apt parallel. Of all things, Legos also provide us with some insight into brutalist architecture. Michael Chabon, author of The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay, writes :

“Abstract, minimal, ‘pure’ in form and design, they [Legos] echoed the dominant midcentury aesthetic, with its emphasis on utility and human perfectability… In their limited repertoire of shapes and the absolute…Lego structures emphatically did not present – and in playing with them, you never hoped for – the appearance of reality… It was an idealization, an approximation, your best version of the thing you were trying to make.”
Chabon, Michael. Manhood for Amateurs. New York: HarperCollins Publishers, 2009. 53. Print.

For its era, Boston’s City Hall (and brutalism as a whole) reflected that same “best version” of “utility and human perfectability” in the sphere of public buildings that Legos mirrored for entertainment. Both achieved this with their modern, contemporary aesthetic. That midcentury vision, then, did not show its optimism in detail or opulence, but in its dedication to effort and industry, story and present-tense drama.



Brutalism, however, is no longer a present-tense style, which is probably why so many people’s gut reactions are so negative. But now I kinda like it.

Til next time!

1: Mason, Edward. "Boston City Hall Named World's Ugliest Building." Boston Herald. Herald Media, 15 Nov. 2008. Web. 30 Sept. 2012. <http://bostonherald.com/news/regional/view/2008_11_14_Poll:_City_Hall_ugliest_building_on_planet>.
2:Than, Ker. "Pictures: 12 World Monuments at Risk." National Geographic. National Geographic Society, 18 Oct. 2011. Web. 30 Sept. 2012. <http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2011/10/pictures/111018-world-monuments-watch-list-2012-china-new-york/>.
3: Lovecraft, H. P. At the Mountains of Madness and Other Tales of Terror. New York: Ballantine, 2007. 46-47. Print.
4: Chabon, Michael. Manhood for Amateurs. New York: HarperCollins Publishers, 2009. 53. Print.

Sunday, August 26, 2012

Wall-Crawling

I was walking through the Prudential Center Mall today when this amazing sight caught my eye:


Okay, so it's not much when the picture is this cropped. Let me explain.

Microsoft just opened a brand new retail location in the Pru. Clearly, this is meant to compete with the Mac-next-door (straight across Boylston if you didn't know). Also, and this is beside the point (but I'm going to make it anyway): the new store is very open-concept. So much so that if it was any closer to Wagamama and Pinkberry, you would probably be able to stand in all three locations at the same time. Which, if you think about it, is totally rad.

Back to the story!

The store is very interactive and user-friendly, including (but not limited to) multiple playable Xbox 360 consoles -- one of which was playing the new Amazing Spider-Man game. And get this: it was projected on the wall. 

Spider-Man wall-crawling on a wall. 

Alright, alright. Total nerdbust. But still, kudos to the store's designers for the placement of the games.

Til next time!

Friday, August 24, 2012

Chilling out in the City

Traffic jams, surly drivers, stubborn bicyclists, and barreling joggers. Cigarette butts, litter, goose droppings, and unrecycled recyclables. Constant construction, overheard disagreements, barking dogs, and wailing babies.

And that one darn traffic signal that never-ever (in the Taylor-Swiftiest sense) turns to walk, leaving you stranded on the curb and late to your destination!

Sometimes you just need a break.

When this is the case, Boston has your solution: take a quick visit to the Kelleher Rose Garden in the Fens. Only a five minute walk from Fenway Park, the garden is a world away in volume, activity, and atmosphere. (And, hey, I love Fenway Park!)

This is city life, after all, and at some point you're going to need some city-sponsored decompression. So take a break. Disconnect. Walk around and smell the roses for real this time.

The first, most apparent thing you'll notice here is the variety of roses. There are tons and tons (warning: exaggeration). Who knew? Well, botanists, but...psssh. Take a look:


The landscaping, too, is beautiful. The pathways through the garden are narrow, making it impossible not to take in the aroma. And around every corner there seems to be another bench indented into the hedges, keeping the experience as individual and reflective as can be in the gesellschaft of the city. 

Following the pathway out of the circular area leads you to a true Boston gem. El Desconsol occupies the far end of the garden. The statue is a sad, beautiful piece that is exceptionally human. No trip to the Museum of Fine Arts or the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum is complete without taking the three (or so) minute walk to this gift from the city of Barcelona.


And if this isn't your thing, you can always try SERENITY NOW!

Til next time!


Thursday, August 23, 2012

Top of the Charts

Been seeing a lot of the Bean on your television lately? I have. Thrillingly, not every movie/film/video game that takes place in a big city has to use NYC anymore. Much of this comes thanks to the TNT network, the channel single-handedly responsible for the following dramatizations of Boston: Falling Skies, Leverage, and Rizzoli & Isles.

Kudos to video game developers for using the city, too. That includes Assassin's Creed III, set in Revolutionary Boston, and (though this is still rumor) Fallout 4 -- in a major tonal shift from Assassins -- set after a nuclear apocalypse.

And while we're on the topic of pop-culture...

You know that catchy tune. You can't escape it -- odds are good you'll hear it four times an hour if you bounce between AMP 103.3, 104.1, 104.5, and KISS 108.

Not even the U.S. swim team could outrace it. Batman himself couldn't defeat it. Cookie Monster can't eat it. Jimmy Fallon loves it.

It's "Call Me, Maybe" by Carly Rae Jepsen.

Like it or not, it's time to recognize this song's staying power. That, and the fact that it is most definitely the song of Summer 2012.

Celebrate with the official Don't Look Down, Beantown top four Call Me, Maybes:

(4) "Batman, Maybe" gets a nod for the hilarious line "There is no bat stache."

(3) "Share It, Maybe" by Cookie Monster takes third because (a) chocolate pudding doesn't phase Cookie Monster, (b) it spoofs not only "Call Me, Maybe," but Jimmy Fallon's performances of it, as well, and (c) Cookie Monster's voice is the exact opposite of Carly Rae Jepsen's, but somehow the song still works.

(2) "Call Me, Maybe" by Jimmy Fallon, The Roots, and Carly Rae Jepsen places next-to-best for its use of toy instruments, the enthusiasm of Jimmy and the Roots, and for the actual inclusion of Carly Rae Jepsen. But mostly for its use of the kazoo, proving to parents everywhere that it has some merit as a musical instrument.

(1) And, lastly, "Call Me, Maybe" by the U.S. Olympic Swim Team takes first place. This may be a controversial decision, especially considering it is the only lip-synced rendition on the list, but you can't argue with the team's enthusiasm. Nor its incredible use of public transportation. (I cannot imagine beginning to belt this song out on a plane or bus -- and then being allowed to finish.) It has also received the most mainstream coverage. Plus, you can't argue with results. There were an awful lot of gold medals that followed this video.

Til next time!