Post war architecture in germany is, as I gather, a dying breed. Excommunicated from the fair land of wooded slopes and gingerbread cottages on charges of looming tackiness and assertive uglydom. Everywhere are cranes and such smashing the monstrosities away.
I've long had a rather bland taste for "pretty" buildings but living in Germany has taught me to tell my greys apart. Indeed I find that since 2002 architecture critic Oliver Elser and photographer Andreas Muhs have been documenting the surprisingly interesting and diverse aesthetic of what was largely state housing, especially from east germany and berlin (restmodern.de there's a link to photos in english)
This also gives me an excuse to indulge in a google- ahem suspect corporation ya-toy to memorialise a kind of archictecture that the blindness of those such as former me would seek to overlook and utterly obliterate. A final message.
I've long had a rather bland taste for "pretty" buildings but living in Germany has taught me to tell my greys apart. Indeed I find that since 2002 architecture critic Oliver Elser and photographer Andreas Muhs have been documenting the surprisingly interesting and diverse aesthetic of what was largely state housing, especially from east germany and berlin (restmodern.de there's a link to photos in english)
This also gives me an excuse to indulge in a google- ahem suspect corporation ya-toy to memorialise a kind of archictecture that the blindness of those such as former me would seek to overlook and utterly obliterate. A final message.
posted by Harriet at 10:25 am
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i like the lucksmiths
Richard (usyd?)
Yes. Although they are rather incongruous here. Unless you want to hand clap with mittens on.
richard the housemate. for purposes of differentiation feel free to call him Dick, Chard, Swiss-Chard etc.
Isn't mitten-clapping the best kind? Preferred by all twee fans who dearly wish they lived somewhere cold enough to wear mittens and striped scarves all the time?
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