Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Le Blute-Fin Mill

This image released by Museum de Fundatie, Zwolle, Netherlands, on Wednesday, Feb. 24, 2010, shows a painting entitled 'Le Blute-Fin Mill', by Vincent van Gogh. The newly authenticated Van Gogh has gone on display 35 years after an art collector bought it in Paris, convinced it was painted by the famed Dutch master but never able to prove it. Louis van Tilborgh, curator of research at the Van Gogh Museum in Amsterdam, said 'Le Blute-Fin Mill' was done in 1886. He said its large human figures are unusual for a Van Gogh landscape but it has his typically bright colors.
(AP Photo/Museum de Fundatie, Zwolle)

A New Fort, er, Embassy, for London































February 24, 2010 - Architecture Review
A New Fort, er, Embassy, for London
By NICOLAI OUROUSSOFF

LONDON — The State Department’s announcement on Tuesday that it had selected a design by the Philadelphia firm KieranTimberlake for its new embassy in London was not exactly uplifting news.

The proposed building — a bland glass cube clad in an overly elaborate, quiltlike scrim — is not inelegant by the standards of other recent American Embassies, but it has all the glamour of a corporate office block. It makes you wonder if the architects had somehow mistaken the critic Reyner Banham’s famous dismissal of the embassy’s 1960 predecessor on Grosvenor Square — “monumental in bulk, frilly in detail” — as something to strive for.

The project as a whole, however, is a fascinating study in how architecture can be used as a form of camouflage. The building is set in a spiraling pattern of two small meadows and a pond that have as much to do with defensive fortification as with pastoral serenity: an eye-opening expression of the irresolvable tensions involved in trying to design an emblem of American values when you know it may become the next terrorist target.

It’s hard to think of a project, in fact, that more perfectly reflects the country’s current struggle to maintain a welcoming, democratic image while under the constant threat of attack.

The design was chosen after a yearlong competition following the department’s decision to relocate the embassy from its address in central London to an isolated light-industry zone south of the Thames River — a project that is expected to cost a billion dollars.

The present embassy, a Modernist landmark by Eero Saarinen that takes up the entire western end of Grosvenor Square, is still regarded skeptically by critics. Its main facade, an intricate composition of limestone window frames, sits uncomfortably alongside the Georgian-style town houses that flank the park to the north and south. A menacing gilded eagle caps the main entry.

Yet the old embassy was also an effort to project a progressive cultural image abroad, at the height of the cold war. One entry led straight from the street up a broad staircase to a public library and an art gallery that showcased postwar American artists like Jackson Pollock, Lee Krasner, Helen Frankenthaler and Philip Guston. (A longtime embassy employee remembers that security was so lax in the early days that a single guard stood at the door, supporting himself with a cane.)

The use of architecture and art as tools of cold war propaganda was already on the wane by the end of the 1970s, when a lack of space forced embassy officials to shut down the gallery and transform the library into a waiting room for visa applicants. But it was completely abandoned in the aftermath of 9/11.

A metal fence went up in front of the main entry stairs. Two small pavilions — their boxy Modernist forms apparently intended as a homage to Saarinen’s original creation — were built out front to screen visitors.

Even so, the embassy falls short of current security requirements, which include, among other things, a 30-meter defensive perimeter around the building. And the maze of bollards and fences that went up in the last decade caused an uproar among Londoners, many of whom saw it as a desecration of one of the city’s loveliest (and most expensive) neighborhoods.

The site for the new embassy solves some of these problems while raising others. A 4.8-acre lot midway between Vauxhall station and the abandoned Battersea power station, it is at a comfortable remove from the city’s dense historic center.

At any given time, there is rarely more than a handful of pedestrians passing along the street. A couple of warehouses and a car dealership flank the site on either side; a postal sorting center sprawls behind it. The city has zoned the area for residential and commercial development, but there’s no way to know how long such development will take.

You could read KieranTimberlake’s building as an ode to Saarinen. Like the earlier design, it is essentially a box wrapped in an elaborate skin, albeit one that is more in tune with our ecologically minded times.

The entire glass cube, which sits on a colonnaded base, is conceived as a kind of high-efficiency solar collector, with all four sides covered in a second skin of pillowlike panels of ethylene-tetrafluoroethylene, or ETFE — a high-tech plastic. On the south, east and west facades, which will receive the most direct sunlight, the panels are covered with photovoltaic cells and supported by a lightweight cable-and-strut frame. The north facade shade is a simpler skin designed to deflect heat from the interiors.

The building is surrounded by an elaborate landscape that reaches out to the surrounding city. A semicircular pond borders the structure on one side, and terraced meadows wrap around the other. Pathways running alongside the meadows would connect the site to a proposed public promenade (part of the city’s plans for the development zone).

A narrow park runs between the pond and Nine Elms Lane, the main approach from the Vauxhall tube station. Conceptually, the landscape continues right up through the building, with a series of terraces carved into the facade.

The abundance of green space contributes to the design’s environmentally friendly image. Circuitous paths weave through the park, which in renderings is full of young professionals. The main entry plaza for the building, which extends along the edge of the pond before slipping under one side of the colonnade, is conceived as a lively public space.

But the real function of these landscape elements is to serve as camouflaged security barriers. The northern pond is a reflecting pool — but also a castle moat. To the south, a concrete wall frames the outer edge of the lower meadow, which can be patrolled by guards.

Above it, walled off by a second barrier, the higher meadow can be used for occasional embassy events but will otherwise be closed to the public. To get to the plaza, visitors will have to pass first through a high-security entry pavilion, much as they do to enter the current embassy.

A result is an architectural sleight of hand. And the effect is likely to be oddly disquieting: an array of clearly visible public zones that will actually be inaccessible to the public. And it probably will convey a more mixed message than the architects and their clients intended.

But given the impossibility of their task, it is hard not to feel compassion for the architects (particularly since KieranTimberlake is a relatively young and little-known firm). Yet both Richard Meier and Thom Mayne of Morphosis turned in far more sophisticated designs. Mr. Meier’s, which breaks the building mass down into a Cubist composition of curves and planes, is one of his best in recent years; Mr. Mayne’s, a distorted horseshoe wrapped around a deconstructed version of the Capitol dome in Washington, packs the most symbolic punch. (If you want to dismiss them as “star architects,” be my guest, but the designs explain why they got their reputations.)

More vexing, though, is how few visions there were to choose from. Of 37 American firms that applied for the competition, only 4 were invited to propose detailed designs. (The New York firm Pei Cobb Freed & Partners also submitted a relatively conservative scheme.)

This is especially troubling at a time when American architecture has reached a state of crisis. A whole generation of talents has seen careers languish through lack of opportunity, while the reputations of their European counterparts have soared. Firms like Preston Scott Cohen, Daly Genik Architects and Greg Lynn Form, to name just a few, have been shut out of high-profile government commissions by a convoluted competition process that favors known quantities.

Who knows if they would have done better. But their inclusion would have made for a livelier, more informed debate, one that in itself would have been a step toward the democratic cultural identity the country is trying to promote.

Friday, February 19, 2010

Rahsaan Roland Kirk

Recently I've been listening to Anything goes: the Cole Porter songbook instrumentals. One of the cuts on it is Get out of town, by the Roland Kirk Quartet. I have become utterly fascinated by it, and, of course, by Kirk himself. I remember seeing him in the Fillmore East. An Internet gave me a website that lists the Fillmore East shows.

There it is: 1, 2 & 3 April 1971 Santana, Tower Of Power, Rahsaan Roland Kirk & Vibration Society.

Foolish and intoxicated, we booed him; we were there to see and hear Santana, not this weird music. He got pissed off, and broke the wooden chair he had on stage. Later, off the rock and roll bandwagon, learning about jazz, I began to appreciate him.

 This picture well illustrates his style.


For Rashaan Roland Kirk
Gerald Majer
Callaloo, Vol. 22, No. 2 (Spring, 1999), pp. 333-334


Published by: The Johns Hopkins University Press
Stable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/3299453
For Rashaan Roland Kirk
For Rashaan Roland Kirk, by Gerald Majer © 1999 The Johns Hopkins University Press.


This is the first of two pages; Callalloo is "A journal that reports on African and African American arts for the general audience."

This is one of several videos on the Web. Check out Quincy Jones's 'fro.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Django Reinhardt, Omnipresent Icon

When Apple Inc. announced the iPad last month, CEO Steve Jobs demonstrated the device with a surprising choice of music. The first notes publicly heard on the new device were not a snippet of cutting-edge contemporary pop—not Radiohead or Norah Jones—but a jazz classic recorded in Paris 73 years ago. It was "Swing Guitars" by guitarist Django Reinhardt and violinist Stéphane Grappelli, with the Quintette of the Hot Club of France.

 
Possibly Mr. Jobs was mindful that the Reinhardt Centennial had occurred on Jan. 23, just a few days before the iPad presentation. But probably not. The legacy of Django Reinhardt enjoys a currency that those of comparable jazz icons do not. In recent months, the centennials of both Lester Young and Art Tatum came and went almost unnoticed, but Reinhardt is omnipresent—more so than during his lifetime. Tribute concerts have been a way of life in New York and around the world for the past decade. There are also new tribute albums and a new book.
Prez and Tatum, alas, are popular only with a minority of music fans. Then again, they are remembered, and so many other musicians are not.

The past few years have been good ones for Reinhardt's legacy: The French label Fremeaux finished its epic "Intégrale Django Reinhardt" series, which ultimately consisted of more than 800 tracks contained in 20 double-disc CD sets; Oxford University Press published Michael Dregni's definitive biography, "Django: The Life and Music of a Gypsy Legend"; Tony Bennett sang his own lyrics to "Nuages," Reinhardt's most famous melody, calling the result "All for You"; and Woody Allen lovingly mythologized Reinhardt in his 1999 film, "Sweet and Lowdown."

Listen to clips of songs by Django Reinhardt:
Within a few generations, jazz improvisation would become a given, but back then, soloists like Reinhardt refused to take it for granted. Every solo he played sounds like he's battling to justify the very concept of improvisation. Reinhardt was never completely removed from his beginnings as a street musician, and he always sounds like he's trying to entertain an audience, rather than just to amuse his fellow musicians. He knew how to make an entrance and he knew how to leave us laughing. If we're still using the iPad, or its spiritual descendants, even for half as long as we'll be loving the music of Django Reinhardt, Mr. Jobs will have really accomplished something.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

The Uninvited

Thursday night I caught the very last few minutes of the film Flight Command with Robert Taylor, Ruth Hussey and Walter Pidgeon. Following it, Robert Osborne introduced The Uninvited, with Ray Milland and Ruth Hussey. He mentioned the song Stella by Starlight, which was played in the 1944 film. Ned Washington added lyrics to the original composition. I know it via Charlie Parker.

Heart of the Andes


For all their powerful visual drama, many of the iconic landscapes of the American painter Frederic Edwin Church (1826-1900) are relatively small in size and were originally intended for private collections. But one of his greatest paintings is also one of his largest, the monumental "Heart of the Andes," currently on view in the Metropolitan Museum of Art's Lehman Wing. Painted in 1859, this canvas (measuring more than 10 feet by 5 feet) embodies Church's large-scale vision of scenic majesty and his overriding belief that God was revealed in the wonders of nature.


Like other members of the Hudson River School, Church was influenced by the idea of the "sublime and picturesque" initially published by the 18th-century Anglo-Irish writer and statesman Edmund Burke. A 1756 Burke essay attempted to identify the differences between that which is beautiful and that which is sublime or great. Beautiful objects, wrote Burke, are "comparatively small," "smooth and polished," "light and delicate." Burke identified sublime or great objects as "vast in their dimensions . . . rugged and negligent"; "the great ought to be dark and gloomy . . . solid, and even massive."


Hudson River School painters ventured beyond the picturesque rolling scenery of the Catskills and New England in search of the sublime. Church set his sights toward South America. In this he was influenced not only by Burke, but by the German naturalist and explorer Alexander von Humboldt, who had toured that continent extensively from 1799 to 1804. In 1807, Humboldt urged painters to "seize, with the first freshness of a pure youthful mind, the living image of manifold beauty and grandeur in the humid mountain valleys of the tropical world."


Church voyaged to South America in 1853 and 1857, exploring the rivers, lakes and mountains of Colombia and Ecuador, and making numerous sketches and studies. He turned them into finished works in his Manhattan studio. It was an artist's duty, he believed, to record details of topography and plant-life with scientific accuracy, but also to arrange those details imaginatively to achieve the most effective—indeed the most exalted—composition possible.


Church therefore painted "Heart of the Andes" not to reproduce a specific Andean view, but to create an ideal one. Onto the tradition of idealized, sometimes dreamlike landscapes of such 17th-century French masters as Nicolas Poussin and Claude Lorrain, Church grafted the fruits of his meticulous studies—not only of mountains, plains, rivers and waterfalls, of every kind of tree and shrub, bird and beast he encountered, but of the atmospheric effects of clouds and skies in the region. Not to mention details of local architecture and costumes of the native folk, which he carefully included in his composition.
 
Our eyes travel from the top of the great canvas—the cloud-figured sky forming a deliberately "Olympian" meteorological backdrop—along the diagonal planes of the looming mountains. The snow-clad peaks in the extreme distance are seemingly born of the sky-blue tear in the cloud cover, the violet and purple shadows of the closer range represent Church's careful record of the region's geology. Near the center of the canvas, a broad, grassy plateau ends suddenly in an escarpment sheltering a forest and a village—replete with church tower—beside a river whose placid waters reflect the architecture. Closer still is the opalescent mist of the river's steplike waterfall, and to its left, a roadside shrine with its group of praying travelers. Equally clear is the superbly rendered tangle of vegetation and wildflowers in the lower-right corner of the picture, the various textures of ferns, foliage, bark and exposed roots in the copse of trees clinging to the eroded cliff just beyond.

For sheer technique, one of the painting's most telling passages is the juxtaposition of the leafy crown of the tallest birch tree in that copse, vividly painted with innumerable strokes of greens and browns, against the soft misted grays of the mountain peak beyond: Though we are looking at two thin layers of oil paint, the contrast of textures persuades our eyes to perceive immense distance between the two. And as the final touch, in the far-left foreground is Church's signature "carved" into the highlighted trunk of another tree.

Obviously this kind of Romantic-scientific thinking was not limited to painting at the time, and Church's contemporary, Walt Whitman, evokes a similar vision in these lines: "O sun of noon refulgent! / . . . Thou that impartially infoldest all, not only continents, seas, / Thou that to grapes and weeds and little wild flowers givest so liberally, / Shed, shed thyself on mine and me . . ."

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Les trompettes lully

A patron came over to Reference and asked for Menuet Pour Les Trompettes by Lully. A new name to me.

Jean-Baptiste Lully
28 November 1632 – 22 March 1687