Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Godsell House, Kew



"...Another way of putting that is, once you’re a hooker, you’re a hooker for life. You can’t prostitute yourself and build a building and say I didn’t mean to do that one — because buildings tend to stay there. The other responsibility is to be a really vigilant and analytical observer of society — by doing so we remain relevant to society.”

Sean Godsell

http://www.theage.com.au/articles/2003/09/23/1064082997618.html?from=storyrhs

this is one building i really quite like. and the article is worth the read.



Sunday, October 10, 2010

Saturday, August 7, 2010

Kapingamarangi Elementary School

Found this gorgeous little building while trawling around Google Earth - wondering if i could see a plastic bag island after reading one of Michelle's posts.
Cut and paste the title into yr Google Earth search bar.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Janis Kornellis, I Love You!

Water Feature


Yay! another little garden! A water feature this time: a bird bath. This is another one of those gorgeous "inefficiencies" that I love so much: someone stepped on the plastic sheeting cleaning the gutters, and left this indentation. The birds love to bathe here. High and safe.
It appeals to me as a lovely notion that "nature" is about that which takes advantage of opportunities, of niches, of inefficiencies in design or maintenance...therefore suggesting that such inefficiency are a really beautiful thing to plan into design.

Monday, June 21, 2010

Sleeping with the enemy

After more than half a decade in Melbourne studying design, I made the big trip back across the Nullabor with not much more than the carload I left with, but a lot of other stuff in my head.
Back to the south west; I like it here.

I came back here to work. I was back here to get experience of real practice...a job with a large landscape architecture practice was surely what I had intended for myself. I applied, got interviews, wondered whether these jobs were as boring as they sounded. I looked for an opportunity to be the thing I thought that I had been studying to become. I talked to the council and I took advice. I went to interviews, refused job offers...because I didn't study four and a half years to spend nine hours a day in front of a computer screen. I did enough of that while I was studying. Sitting in a dark room by a blue screen when outside the sun is shining might be the norm, but that aint my fault!

I wondered what the hell I was doing. I wondered if it is true that I will I always be an outsider, and as someone suggested to me recently – always be one of the maladjusted unemployed.

I shifted my focus, and in so doing, took some of the dilemmas of the practice into my own mind. What had been externalised now became my issue. What I had felt resistance to externally became an internal corruption. I perhaps might have realised this if, when I put in a quote for an entrance statement, I had noticed a little bit of my discomforture; when a friend refused to even talk about a constructed wetland in the middle of great big housing development that I'd spent a good deal of the afternoon finding things to like about, I had felt a little bit disrupted.

Is this making sense?
The problem is not in the conclusion, but in the slightness of the signs...so many questions were sitting unanswered behind a pile of books that were overdue for return:
Was I being o, blase - or is hard-line green an anachronism?
Is it the transient nature of design thinking that allows this kind of distancing from the subject?
Does design research approach the impartiality of scientific research, where ethical decisions get left to someone else to deal with?

Suspend your judgement, yes, to design (in the process of designing), but not indefinitely. What is happening in Albany is so very wrong. People know it, people care about it, people are trying to change it. Sitting on the fence using landscape architecture as an excuse really was not my original intent. The kind of work that I had come to imagine, (how?) the kind of 'traditional' landscape architecture I thought I should be doing, shooud instead have felt like a moral crime, felt like flirting with the Darkside. Surely that wasn't what they'd taught us at one of the best design courses going? Surely speculative design isn't just something you do in the hallowed halls of academia? Haven't I always been a dreamer? Isn't it possible to live and dream into the world wonders of great beauty and exquisite design, that don't destroy the things that people love? Nor the myriad of non-human species. All this I couldn't put into words, couldn't put my finger on, but I could feel the resistance, and I wasn't rolling anywhere with it. And what exactly was this thing I was imaging? What was this 'conventional' or 'traditional' landscape role I thought I should be taking on? Had I perhaps allowed myself to be confused by too much post-structuralist theory, and stopped caring. Did I need to question my ability to care?

Now that I’m a graduate, I’ve been wondering what that degree will be useful for in this little old town where developers have such a powerful voice; where precious habitat is still being cleared, where harbours are still being dredged, where the urban is still sprawling and where those dedicated individuals who care and who are doing so much are often forced to work against the system.

Too many of the opportunities which I seemed to be contemplating were a temptation to undertake a practice that would see me sitting on the fence where perhaps too much landscape architecture practice sits. Working in cahoots with developers suggested compromising the very values that drove me to open my mind to the university in the first place, and would mean betraying those very people who were working so hard, so tirelessly, to protect the fragile, threatened environment that had birthed me, that had let me breathe, that had given me wings.


It was time to let something slip from my fingers and break.

So I took an unplanned holiday.

It's a useful thing to do, when things don't seem right. Go somewhere that makes you feel really good. And take the time to forget. Sure a couple weeks is nice, but even half a day can do it.

Talk to the I Ching perhaps, open the passageways for the great grey rat-headed hamster. [1]

And really give yourself to it.

Consciously holidaying makes you experience what you wouldn't ordinarily appreciate, like new smells and tastes. Bird shit, rotten barnacles, they're good fodder. Some people visit exotic overseas destinations...edges and shorelines work for me.

A really good holiday takes you somewhere that allows you to loosen the grip on your sense of self. It lets things crumble slightly. It lets you fall. As Hannah said a couple days ago, sometimes some things have to fall apart for other things to fall into place.

This might seem like an obvious statement, but you have to go to the Darkside to come home again, equipped with more effective tools.

I've been back in Albany since spring; it's taken me a while to feel out the narrative that sits in me, waiting to be told. And to answer at lease one of the questions that this blog asked in the first place, while I was still studying: What am I going to do? I'm joining forces with the many, many other brave and caring people in Albany and in the world who are attempting to protect the diversity of life.

I'm using my skills as a designer to participate in change, transitioning from oil dependency, transitioning from relying on planet-warming processes.

Landscape architecture practice can be, IS so much more than decoration.

[1] Hexagram #15: QIAN: the receptive on the mountain, Humbling/the Grey One.
"The literal animal is the great grey rat-headed hamster...with a human stance. It lives in an extensive system of burrows that suggest the underworld, where it hides a great store of stolen grain. It will attack and eat other rodents and can appear suddenly and ominously, standing on its hind legs with forepaws folded." p161 Stephen KARCHER,Total I Ching, Myths for Change. 2003, Time Warner Books/Piatkus/Little, Brown Books, London.

Bruce Mau: an incomplete manifesto for growth

#5 Go deep.
The deeper you go the more likely you are to find something of value.

#8 Drift.
Allow yourself to wander aimlessly. Explore adjacencies. Lack judgement. Postpone criticism.

http://www.ludosabato.com/mau/

an incomplete manifesto for growth.




http://www.ludosabato.com/mau/

Monday, May 31, 2010

"Il faut se donner un but impossible."
Valery a Gide.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Landscape Architecture and Urban Design.

Landscape architects and urban designers engage critically with the landscape and its processes.

Through analysis, research and design they seek to protect and enhance the cultural and ecological resources of the site.

Design is a process of active involvement with place making; the design process seeks to make visible the various forces acting in and on site, to understand and manipulate what is occurring there and so arrive at a design outcome that is responsive as much, if not more, to the spaces between than any point within the landscape.

In design for the public realm, landscape architecture and urban design bring an important critical awareness to site use and redesign, acting on a scale that is beyond the object and is concerned with force and activity, attempting to create functional connections.

Quality landscape architecture begins at the very beginning of new works, before decisions of placement and form have been solidified. It must be engaged at the front of the place-making process.

The design process unfolds slowly, requiring commitment from all parties – clients, the public and users. It must be resourced fully – both time and money are necessary to obtain top quality new, critical design outcomes.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Draft Albany Central Area Masterplan 2010 has recently been released.
It's probably worth having a look at, and making some comments.

You can find it at the bottom of this page:
http://www.albany.wa.gov.au/your-council/public-comment/