FRamE Hall of Fame: Reyner Banham

British-born architectural critic/historian Reyner Banham [1922-88] is perhaps the greatest interpreter of the city of Los Angeles -- how it happened and what makes it tick.  His writings about the place, and especially his short film Reyner Banham Loves Los Angeles [1972] deconstruct the city as no one else has done before or since.

I love L.A. almost as much as Banham, and find it an incredible garden of earthly delights with a rich, unexpected array of resources.  It's also completely out of control and over the top.  I visited in simpler times -- 1976, 1982 and 1985 and not since.  It's not everybody's cup of tea.  [Mike Davis's book, City of Quartz offers a useful perspective of modern-day L.A. as it has developed in the years after Banham's passing.]

In the early 1930s quite a few show business actors, producers, writers and crewpersons relocated to Los Angeles from New York, as Hollywood became the headquarters for motion picture production.  In the book Grocuho, Chico, Harpo and Sometimes Zeppo, a Marx Brothers bio by Joe Adamson, the author recounts a cross-country trip by S.J. Perelman and Will Johnstone, comedy sketch writers for the Marxes:

"Now we cut back to Hollywood, where Perelman, thoroughly appalled all the way across the country by his prolific partner [Johnstone insisted on doing watercolors of every vista that came into view, besides getting three weeks of comic strips finished in three days, all with a hand shaken by a rocky roadbed and three crocks of illegal applejack], now stepped off the train to be appalled anew, by what he later described as a land of "Moorish confectionaries, viscid malted milks, avocado salads, frosted papayas, sneak previews... studio technicians, old ladies studying Bahaism, bit players, chippies, upraised voices extolling the virtues of various faith healers or laxatives... the city of dreadful day... Bridgeport with palms... a metropolis made up of innumerable Midwestern hamlets... an unalloyed horror...  a hayseed's idea of the Big Apple... everything about that city's murders had the two-dimensional quality of American life... viewed in full sunlight, its tawdriness is unspeakable; in the torrential downpour of the rainy season, as we first saw it, it inspired anguish... After a few days I could have sworn that our faces began to take on the hue of Kodachromes, and even the dog, an animal used to bizarre surroundings, developed a strange, off-register look, as if he were badly printed in overlapping colors."

Perelman didn't get it.  Banham did.  In England and elsewhere Banham used to cut a sporting figure [tall man with a neat suit and bushy beard] riding a folding bicycle.  He learned how to drive later in life when living in L.A. so he could understand the area better.  In his 1971 book Los Angeles: the Architecture of Four Ecologies he breaks down the area's experience by geographical overlays, and in so doing deepens our understanding of its unique cross-cultural mashup and novel aspects.

Also really enjoyed his 1982 book Scenes in America Deserta.  This one is out of print and hard to find, but worth it.  Banham uses his investigative and analytical triangulation to cast a wider net over the wide open spaces of the American West.

There is also a 2003 biography of Banham called Reyner Banham: Historian of the Immediate Future, by Nigel Whiteley.  It's a lengthy volume with lots of photos and graphics collected, and ultimately runs a little flat and isn't nearly as interesting as its subject.

Banham has the qualities I like the most in writers and documentary producers: an infectious enthusiasm and strong sense of humor and the absurd.

 

 

FRamE Hall of Fame: Eames Demetrios

Two nights ago at the Anchorage Museum I was privileged to listen to a presentation by Eames Demetrios, and then meet and talk with him briefly afterwards.  As the grandson of groundbreaking designers Charles and Ray Eames, and current head of the Eames Office, Demetrios acts as caretaker/historian and archivist, providing continuity and keeping their work and influence at the forefront, while administering ongoing projects.

The presentation was bound to be fascinating, and he didn't disappoint.  He said that at the core of Charles and Ray's design philosophy was a welcoming accommodation of guests; and this binds together the various design disciplines, in all cultures of the world.  That was a revelation, and exciting to contemplate for a number of reasons.  One gets multiple opportunities in life to host guests [and then later, to be a guest] and it is amazing that so many have no idea how to do it.  As a guest, those times when the host is gracious and engaged are golden.  Those are the memories that are treasured forever.  As a Designer, this realization tends to put the work effort in focus and context.

Charles and Ray launched a dizzying array of pursuits, many of which didn't seem to go together or have a logical progression from one to the next.  Others working in the 1940s and '50s had a similar bent, and I see it in a few people working that way today but it is less common.

The trait I most appreciated about them is perseverance, and the stories and anecdotal evidence Demetrios presented really reinforced it.  There were many prototypes that absolutely didn't work, and projects that were abandoned because they were ill-suited for one reason or another.  In some cases it took years of experimentation to lead to a desirable/useful result.  Rather than consider any of these dead ends as failures, requiring redress and restructuring to prevent the similar failures in the future, they celebrated them.  Such commitment is the major ingredient to their success and ability to innovate over and over.

Demetrios repeated some of Charles and Ray's quotes I'd heard before ["We take our pleasures seriously"] and filled in some gaps about certain struggles they experienced.  Most of all, they brought joy and humor to most of what they did.  The Do Nothing Machine was nothing short of pure genius.

In the beginning, I knew of Eames because of their fiberglass shell chair, a mid-century modern classic.  The armchair version particularly is astonishingly comfortable, while not looking like it would be.  It was a critical and financial success for them.  It is only a small part of their body of work.  I wondered what Charles, who died in 1978 and Ray, who left this world ten years later would do with an iPhone.  [Nothing that most of the rest of us could possibly dream up, no doubt.]

FRamE Hall of Fame: Ralph Alley

Ralph M. Alley was an architect in Anchorage from the 1960s until 1986, when he relocated to California.  He worked for larger firms at first, then in his own practice and later with business partners.  In 1968 when he launched his own firm, Big Oil was ramping up its Alaska investment and a wild time ensued for four decades until the current hangover phase.

My dad had mentioned Alley before, and they were about the same age and were in Architecture school together at the University of Idaho.  Ralph was gifted and stood out amongst his contemporaries, but with a good temperament and enough business sense to be able to succeed.  Somebody who worked for him once told me, "He was a good architect.  Some of his designs were a little weird" -- going on to imply that he was a decent role model and with a great grasp of the essentials [how to wrangle a contractor; how to get projects built the way they were envisioned and so forth].

Ralph was a design guru of Anchorage, in the way that Mark Ivy has been -- and Mike Mense, Catherine Call, Bruce Williams and many others, each in their own fashion.  The clients who were tuned into what Ralph was doing were drawn to him implicitly, and he commanded respect by being thorough and attentive.  I imagine when he told them he was planning a tapered, oval 14 foot high, skylight-topped light well at the peak of the living room ceiling, his judgment was not questioned.

Any great artist notices details at a level far beyond what ordinary humans take in.  In Alley's case that translated to an intricate knowledge and understanding of quality of daylight on a daily, seasonal and annual basis; so unique to polar regions.  A light quality that is stunning and fleeting.  And this study became foundational to his design response to a site.

What I really appreciate about his work is its variety.  He didn't have a "firm signature" or a certain approach that he mined.  Like the musicians I most admire, he didn't stay put; rather, pursued many styles and conceptual frameworks and a truly individual approach to each project.

Some of the larger projects he completed survive relatively intact -- the Captain Cook Hotel, Evergreen Memorial Chapel downtown, and Fairview Recreation Center among them. 

In 1999, Alley returned to Anchorage and conducted a tour of some of his projects.  The tour concentrated on residential work.  In some cases we got to look at the inside and outside of the house. 

I was on the tour in 1999 and took a few photos.

 

A house on Mallard Lane.  There are two houses on this street and Alley designed them both.  The street is at the north edge of the main campus of the University of Alaska Anchorage.  Both houses are still there but feels like they ar…

A house on Mallard Lane.  There are two houses on this street and Alley designed them both.  The street is at the north edge of the main campus of the University of Alaska Anchorage.  Both houses are still there but feels like they are threatened by UAA's building boom.  The concrete walls on the lower level have embedded stones like the walls at Taliesin West.  I liked that the house is still a rich dark brown as it was originally.

Another side of the same house.  Notice here that the canopy roof at the beltline is roofed with lapped cedar planks.  Ralph may not have invented this detail, but I hadn't seen it before.

Another side of the same house.  Notice here that the canopy roof at the beltline is roofed with lapped cedar planks.  Ralph may not have invented this detail, but I hadn't seen it before.

Back yard [south] side of the other house on Mallard.  Can't recall for sure but it may be that the lower portion on the left was an existing house.  Alley's remodels typically involved a thorough reworking of any existing re-used spaces.

Back yard [south] side of the other house on Mallard.  Can't recall for sure but it may be that the lower portion on the left was an existing house.  Alley's remodels typically involved a thorough reworking of any existing re-used spaces.

And here is the man himself, pointing out some of the details of the roof shape and drainage, and fenestration of a house on Arlington Dr. in Spenard-Turnagain.  Elements are shifted compared with expectations and ostensible placement -- for ex…

And here is the man himself, pointing out some of the details of the roof shape and drainage, and fenestration of a house on Arlington Dr. in Spenard-Turnagain.  Elements are shifted compared with expectations and ostensible placement -- for example, the first floor windows all appear to be typical height and head height, yet the large portion of the first floor is a high ceiling space, the floor of which is below grade and the window sill height is 4 feet.  Alley related a tale of how this house got called the ugliest house in Anchorage.  [It is far from that!]

The roof is an inverted pitch [as can be noticed in the upper right], with drainage through spillways slotted through.  We didn't get to go inside this one -- would have loved to see how the second floor spaces were used.  The balance of t…

The roof is an inverted pitch [as can be noticed in the upper right], with drainage through spillways slotted through.  We didn't get to go inside this one -- would have loved to see how the second floor spaces were used.  The balance of the house rambles a bit, taking advantage of its site with its south exposure on the long side of a corner lot.

Street side of house on Hillcrest Dr.  This photo from 2016, since I didn't have one from this side in 1999.  The main entry door [not the original door] in the center between two stealth garage bays.  Inside the door are slatted wall…

Street side of house on Hillcrest Dr.  This photo from 2016, since I didn't have one from this side in 1999.  The main entry door [not the original door] in the center between two stealth garage bays.  Inside the door are slatted walls dividing off the garage bays and making a fairly wide passage to the main space of the upper level.

Back to 1999 and the other side of the same house.  This side faces east.  The partially covered decks on two levels are positioned to get good afternoon sun.  In the foreground is Tony Zedda of Kobiyashi Zedda Architects, who was vis…

Back to 1999 and the other side of the same house.  This side faces east.  The partially covered decks on two levels are positioned to get good afternoon sun.  In the foreground is Tony Zedda of Kobiyashi Zedda Architects, who was visiting Anchorage at the time and went on the tour.  He was the only one of the group who walked all around each house and observed it from all angles.  I noticed him at each stop when scouting photo locations.

Upper level interior at Hillcrest.  The woman at center frame with red jacket was along with the tour and this house was her childhood home in the '70s.  Her father must have hired Alley to design it.  She hadn't been inside for awhil…

Upper level interior at Hillcrest.  The woman at center frame with red jacket was along with the tour and this house was her childhood home in the '70s.  Her father must have hired Alley to design it.  She hadn't been inside for awhile and seems strangely fascinated.  To her left in the photo, Alley speaks to another tour participant.  On the right of the frame [white hair, glasses and green shirt] is Ed Crittenden [1916-2015], Anchorage architect of major stature.  Ed and Ralph carried on an amusing banter in the van, driving between projects.  It must have been much the same as their '60s and '70s interactions.  Ed's projects were much larger but everybody wanted to hear Ralph talk.  Sort of, the difference between immense respect and true love.

Another 2016 photo, this one of an Alley house on Stanford Dr.  Almost all its original features and color scheme remain.  Love the thin lines projecting down from the gable on the white panels, adding a graceful touch to an assemblage tha…

Another 2016 photo, this one of an Alley house on Stanford Dr.  Almost all its original features and color scheme remain.  Love the thin lines projecting down from the gable on the white panels, adding a graceful touch to an assemblage that's otherwise a bit heavy-handed.  This man really knew what to do with a few good diagonal walls, and how to articulate a façade.  The entry area is a recent remodel, but a sensitive one. 

Further to the right on the same street side of the house, 17 years ago with the tour group.  This roof projection begins at the cantilevered beam as a soffit, and somewhere between there and the corner of the house becomes a fascia.  And …

Further to the right on the same street side of the house, 17 years ago with the tour group.  This roof projection begins at the cantilevered beam as a soffit, and somewhere between there and the corner of the house becomes a fascia.  And more of the thin line accents on a white field.

This house, more than any of the others we saw that day was where Alley's full range of creativity and novel concepts were unleashed.  Someplace in the middle is a standard Turnagain tract house that left its foundation and slid down the street…

This house, more than any of the others we saw that day was where Alley's full range of creativity and novel concepts were unleashed.  Someplace in the middle is a standard Turnagain tract house that left its foundation and slid down the street during the 1964 earthquake.  The house was moved to this lot [off Raspberry Rd., west of Sand Lake Rd.] the following year, and surrounded by multi-level additions.  This house was designed for Lowell Thomas Jr., an adventurer/entertainment producer and former Lt. Governor of Alaska.  Thomas and his wife sold the house and moved to Hillside after the construction of a perpendicular runway at the airport made the neighborhood a lot less peaceful than previous, but the house survives fairy intact.  There is a large living room with dark stained shelving that used to house Thomas's fabulous book and artwork collection.

FRamE Hall of Fame: SITE/James Wines

SITE's Parking Lot Building concept for Best Products.

SITE's Parking Lot Building concept for Best Products.

In 1988 or '89 when James Wines was on the lecture circuit he made a stop in Anchorage and spoke at an AIA Alaska Chapter event that was part of a series on collaboration between artists and architects.  After his talk, where the audience gathered in the Museum theater lobby, I went up to Wines, told him my name and said something like, you guys and your work are SO GREAT!  [Or something else equally dorky -- I forget exactly what it was.]

"Well, thank you!  Are you an artist or an architect?"
"Kind of, both but yet neither."
"Hmmm -- sounds as if you are on the right track!"

This was like meeting a childhood idol!  I was totally enthralled.

In the Summer of 1984 I started working for Livingston Slone.  On the table in the library was a recent issue of Architectural Record, with a feature story on SITE and focusing on the Best Products stores.  Immersing myself in the words, philosophy and visual imagery, I was transformed, personally and professionally forever.  This is what kept me in the game mentally at architectural firms [up until then, I wasn't too sure about it] and informed and influenced everything I would do in the ensuing years.

Beginning in the '80s and continuing unabated today, the retail and commercial design world has lived under a push for standardization.  Every store, everyplace in the country [or U.S.-controlled base in another country] should offer a matching experience.  Familiarity as currency.  Any building type or larger development [apartment block; corporate office campus; shopping mall; neighborhood mixed use commercial center] was subject to a similar dictum -- novelty and individuality were discouraged, blunted or prohibited outright.  In retail, the prevailing style gravitated toward a clunky, utilitarian layout festooned with a grab bag of historical elements, often comically over-scaled [25 foot high letters hovering over a colonnade of 10 foot square stone covered porch columns] and deployed with varying degrees of success depending on context.  

The Best projects represent the last gasp of Architectural creativity allowed to flower in a garden variety commercial retail realm.  The projects had all of the ingredients somebody like me, a child of the 1960s raised in an era of change would be attracted to: a mocking derision of mainstream dogma; a healthy skepticism of guiding principles of big business; an "in your face", ribald, stripped-down aesthetic that on one hand seemed like a cheap gimmick after a jaw-dropping, dumbfounded reaction [WTF am I looking at?] and on the other got deep into our collective psyche and notions of order and chaos.

In the late 1980s Anchorage lecture, Wines did not disappoint, showing a college project by an anonymous Architecture Dept. student that, in one building study model showed almost every known modern and post-modern design cliche.  Talking about the designs and ideas for Best, Wines' pithy quote was something like, we take the fact that the client is a cheapskate and doesn't want to spend much more than the bare minimum on the project, and try incorporate that into the aesthetic of the building.  The result is the Houston area Best store, with crumbling brick facade; the one with the front facade detached and moved forward, with what looks like a dense native boreal forest between; and the Tilt version in MD, with the front brick facade partially disengaged/elevated and leaning against the rest of the building mass.

The greatest by far Best design for me was the Parking Lot Building, an unbuilt design wherein the asphalt pavement, complete with striping, traffic aisles and light poles, rumples [in a way that reminds me of a living room rug that needs to be flattened out and straightened] up over the building volume, the front and back facades peeking out from underneath.  Nothing I've seen says more about the dystopia we have created by mandating unbridled sprawl development in all but a few places -- and the bland uniformity that approach entails.

SITE has been an early adopter of green buildings, and ahead of other trends [re-embrace of Deconstructivism as an acceptable approach, for example].  At their most influential times they've been an important voice of dissent, that should come from establishment channels that have been strangely silent on these matters for years.  

One can see evidence of SITE's influence all over.  In Seattle, the downtown REI building [the entry to which is through a forested glen that also is located in the urban core and shadow of a freeway] seems like a logical extension of the Best Forest Building.  And Steve Badanes and his collaborators who incubated the Fremont Troll concept must have been paying attention when SITE covered cars with asphalt a few years earlier.

The time is ripe for a big retailer to buck the trend of boring sameness and reinvigorate their brand by going a different way.  Starbucks and a few others show an occasional flash of brilliance when they conduct adaptive restorations on older buildings or otherwise display a willingness to break away in some small gesture.  Wouldn't it be great if Ikea, or Target or Costco took a flying design leap and took it upon themselves to foster a whole new design approach that brought back joyful, unexpected and even unsettling aspects?