ok, today’s update is sort of about the absence of architecture.
which sounds pretentious.
but it really is about the absence of architecture.
which might be pretentious.
at least i didn’t write ‘architectural forensics’.
although i guess i just did.
enough self-deprecating caveats:
here’s the story: i was going for a hike and i stumbled upon the ruins of the buckminster fuller house that used to exist in hollywood.
it was torn down ages ago (and possibly shipped to the smithsonian institute?), but for some reason no one else has seen fit to build anything else on the lot where once it stood.
so instead of the buckminster fuller house or a new generic beige suburban house we have a hillside strewn with mid-century
house ruins. and me, the quasi-intrepid creepy architect voyeur, taking pictures.
some of you might know that bucky fuller is one of my heroes. and i’ll be honest, even hanging out in the ruins of his once proud geodesic dome got me kind of excited.
maybe on monday i’ll get back to taking pictures of actual houses rather than their ruins.
but for now here are the ruins of the bucky fuller house in hollywood.
oh, and i’m going to try and include a picture of the bucky fuller house as it was before it was torn down.
to be clear: my pictures are the black & white ones that look like ruins.
the picture that isn’t mine is full color and of the actual house as it once was.
i was raised in a family that for lots of great reasons idolized buckminster fuller. i remember one christmas hearing my aunts and uncles talking about buckminster fuller, and i had no idea who or what they were talking about. was buckminster fuller a person? i had no idea.
then as i got older i learned that buckminster fuller was, in fact, a person. and that he’d sort of invented the rocket car and the geodesic dome, among other things: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buckminster_Fuller
and then as i got even older (i’ve had plenty of time in which to get older) i came to idolize (posthumously) the great bucky fuller.
some of his better quotes:
"There is no energy crisis, only a crisis of ignorance."
"I live on Earth at present, and I don’t know what I am. I know that I am not a category. I am not a thing—a noun. I seem to be a verb, an evolutionary process—an integral function of the universe."
when i moved to l.a i heard apocryphal lore about a bucky fuller dome somewhere up in the hollywood hills. and then when i dug deeper i learned that the bucky fuller dome had been taken down, due to issues of privacy and insulation. sniff. poor bucky fuller dome. although i guess i understand that living in a residential neighborhood in a hot, transparent ball might lose it’s appeal after a while.
but, as it turns out, there’s a sort of quasi geodesic dome based house in my neighborhood. and so today i’ll share some pictures of it.
it’s not a bucky fuller geodesic dome (well, or maybe it is. hmm. ok, in the interest of making urban lore more interesting let’s say that it is a bucky fuller geodesic dome).
in any case, here are some pictures of the geodesic dome in my neighborhood. and now, as agreed upon 1 sentence back, we all know that it’s a bucky fuller geodesic dome. let’s go one step further and say that it’s a 3-D residential representation of buckminsterfullerene, the molecule named after buckminster fuller.
see, history is written by the people taking the time to write it. and i’m always way more interested in compelling and interesting history than factually accurate history.