Showing posts with label architecture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label architecture. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 10, 2020

What Might Have Been in Moscow

Images of an unbuilt "Palace of the Soviets." Oh, the giant Lenin. Oh, the people. Via Archi/Maps.


Saturday, May 30, 2020

Château de Courances

The Château de Courances was built between 1622 and 1630 by Claude Gallard, looking something like it still looks today.

By 1870 it was in a semi-ruined state. It was purchased in 1872 by Baron Samuel de Haber, a wealthy Swiss banker, and "entirely restored." In the manner of the time Haber's architect took an actual Louis XIII chateau and rebuilt in his own idea of a Louis XIII style.

For example he added the red bricks to the facade, because those were thought to be typical of the time. How foolish of the original architect to omit them! But we can correct this error, no? The fancy stairs were also added, copied from the royal chateau at Fontanebleu.

But anyway the result is magnificent, and most of the structural stone is still original.And it is still in private hands, belonging to four generations of the Ganay family, who these days are among France's largest growers of organic vegetables.

But what drew me to this estate is the gardens, which include both elements of the original, severe, neoclassical park and later, more romantic additions.


The name evokes flowing water, and indeed the property boasts many wonderful water features: canals, fountains, natural springs. There are no pumps or hydraulic tricks; all of the water flow is determined by gravity.


I feel like I could walk happily here for hours.


One of the later additions is the "Japanese" garden, built in the 1920s in imitation of the pseudo-Japanese gardens then in vogue in Britain and the US.

A delightful spot, and just a short drive from Paris, should you be in the neighborhood. The web site is here.

Sunday, May 17, 2020

Converting an Old Church into a Modernist Bookshop

In Shanghai, a project by Wutopia Lab architects. Via This is Colassal.




Saturday, May 9, 2020

Walking around Ravenna

One of the tightest and most walkable concentrations of historic monuments in the world is in Ravenna, Italy. In the city's old core there is no block without a church, tomb, or monument built more than a thousand years ago. This is the sort of place where churches built in the early 1500s are deemed too recent to be of interest and aren't even mentioned in the guide books.

Ravenna is an ancient place; Julius Caesar gathered his armies there before crossing the Rubicon, iacta est alea, and all. From that time it became a base of the Roman fleet, keeping that role for as long as Rome had a fleet. Trajan had an aqueduct built for the town, which it needed because it sits among salt marshes and suffered from a lack of fresh water. It became a center of great importance in AD 402 when Emperor Honorius transferred his capital there from Milan. Those salt marshes made the city more defensible, and it had easy sea connections to the real center of the 5th-century empire, Constantinople. Historians estimate that it was then a city of 50,000.

The history of Italy in that period is a sad tale of betrayals, assassinations, and defeats set against the grim background of imperial collapse; the Roman elite played petty politics and sought personal revenge for stupid slights while the world burned. In 410 the Eternal City was sacked by a Gothic army, an even that shook the western world. There is also some melancholy grandeur in those years, with events like the Last Charge of the Roman Legions and several men who were called the Last of the Romans. Ravenna was conquered in 540 by the armies of Emperor Justinian I and became part of the empire for two centuries again, but then the Lombards came and the sordid violence swept across Italy once more. Ravenna is the capital of that era, by far the best place to imagine the Italy of Honorius, Theodoric, Belisarius and Justinian.

We start our walking tour at the train station, which is at the eastern end of the old city, adjacent to the modern port. Ravenna is now connected to the sea by a broad canal, the Candiano Canal. The current alignment dates to the 1780s but the Romans had dug earlier canals in this same general area that had been blocked and buried by the estuary's shifting sands. Walking west down the Viale Farini we have not even gone a block before we encounter our first ancient building, the Basilica of St. John the Evangelist.

This was built in the 420s by Galla Placida, one of the great ladies of that era. When the Goths sacked Rome she, then a princess of about 18, was part of the booty. In 414 she married Ataulf, then King of the Visigoths, but he died just a year later. Still later she married a different emperor and had a son who was emperor in his turn, although of course western emperor did not mean nearly as much as it used to. Sadly the church Galla Placida built was heavily renovated in the 1300s, collapsed in the 1700s, was rebuilt, was destroyed again in World War II and rebuilt again, so little that you can see today dates to her time.

So we move on, our street becoming in the next block a pedestrian shopping arcade called the Via Diaz. In the middle of this block we turn right down an nondescript alleyway and come to the famous Arian Baptistery. When they conquered Italy the Goths belonged to a heretical branch of Christianity called Arian, so Ravenna had to have two sets of religious buildings: one for Arians, and one for orthodox Catholics.

This was built by Theodoric the Great, the Ostrogothic King who reigned from 493-526.

Back on the main street, we emerge a block later into a small square called the Piazza del Popolo.

After crossing the square we turn right into a narrow street lined with shops, then left into another,.

Making our way to the Basilica of San Vitale, built in 526-547.


Here is one of the most astonishing monuments of the sixth century.


With its famous mosaic portraits of Justinian and Theodora.

Right behind the basilica is another famous monument, the orthodox baptistery, better known by its incorrect title, the Mausoleum of Galla Placidia. (A Renaissance error; she was buried in Rome.)


Inside are what some say are the most beautiful mosaics in the world. Incidentally some people in Ravenna think their city is the world capital of the mosaic art, and they have for 20 years now staged a sort of art biennial where modern artists display avant garde mosaic works. The next will be held in the Fall of 2021, should Italy be open for tourists by then.

After lunch in one of the many, many restaurants on the surrounding streets we make our way south. We pass the small, 18th-century Church of Sant'Eufemia, which is unremarkable in itself. But in 1993 workers excavating for an underground parking garage on the next lot discovered that the church had been built over the remains of a grand, 5th-century house, now known as the House of the Stone Carpets. The floors were entirely covered with mosaics, of which the most famous is this rendering of the Dance of the Four Seasons. You can now enter an underground museum and behold the whole set.

We turn left on Via Massimo d'Azeglio, passing the 18th-century Palazzo Rasponi dalle Teste


Arriving at the Baptistery of Neon, another wonder, built around 400 AD.


The Baptistery is adjacent to the Cathedral, but that has been torn down and rebuilt too many times to have a part in our journey to the late Roman world, so we merely walk around it to the other side. There we find another ancient survival, what was the private chapel of the archbishop but is now a museum devoted to the city's history. The chapel was built during the reign of Theodoric, and these mosaics, including the panorama of waterfowl in the marshes, date to that time. Other marvels include a medieval ivory throne and mosaics salvaged from buildings torn down during the 18th and 19th centuries.

We then make our way east, passing the tomb of Dante Alighieri, built in the 18th century, pausing the recall his famous lines on exile:
You shall leave everything you love most:
this is the arrow that the bow of exile
shoots first. You are to know the bitter taste
of others' bread, how salty it is, and know
how hard a path it is for one who goes
ascending and descending others' stairs ...
Coming finally to our last marvel, the Basilica of Sant'Apollinare Nuovo. This was built by Theodoric; pause to think that you are in a place where a church dedicated in 504 AD can still bear the appellation "new."

This was built to be the chapel of Theodoric's palace. The ceiling has been replaced and there have been other changes, but the basic structure, much of the stonework, and the mosaics remain.


Oh, the mosaics.

Our day has now come to an end, and we must find dinner and bed. But if we are lucky, the memories of Romans, Barbarians, and the greatest mosaic artists in history will come back to us in our dreams.

Monday, April 27, 2020

Castello di Vincigliata

Having fun on the internet last night I stumbled across a photograph of the Castello di Vincigliata. I thought, hey, that's cool, I wonder if it's real? That turned out to be a complicated and interesting question. The castello is in Tuscany, near the village of Fiesole.

These days the castle's web site promotes it as
one of the most romantic and beautiful wedding venues, only a few km from the centre of Florence. Plunged among the rolling Tuscan hills, it is the ideal place for celebrating your special day.
So, you know, if you were thinking of getting married in Tuscany, give them a call. Just out of curiosity, would you find out for me how much it costs?

The castle's own web site reveals that this is no pristine medieval construction. As they put it,
In 1840 Sir John Temple leader was exploring the hill of Fiesole,when he came upon the overgrown ruin of a medieval castle. He instantly fell in love with it and decided to restore it to its former glory. Of the many stories he uncovered, Sir John especially coveted the one about Donna Bianca.

Sir John decided that Vincigliata was a perfect place to host his many noble friends. With the help of a young architect Fancelli, he started the daunting task of restoration. In pure spirit of renaissance patronage, he commissioned 80 masons, artisans, sculptors, glassmakers and antiquarians and with their help, Vincigliata was reborn after 10 years of work.
So this was really built in the 1840s. But how extensive were those ruins that started Sir John dreaming? Wikipedia tells us that  under Temple's ownership the castle was "entirely reconstructed in the feudal style."

These two drawings are the only records I have found of what was here when Sir John's builders set to work. They are enough, though, to show that quite a bit remained, so this is far from a complete fantasy. Eugène Viollet-le-Duc did some of his "restorations" with less. So who built the castle that Sir John found in ruins?

According, again, to the castle web site, there has been a noble residence on this spot since at least 1031. And that's pretty much all the castle's web site has to say about the site's early history. I did track down one halfway learned source, a brief article in Italian, which confirms that there was a medieval house here. In fact there is an estate inventory of 1335 that describes the place as
medietas pro indiviso cuiusdam resedii cum turre, curte, giardino, terra laborativa, puteo, e arboribus positum in populi Sancte Marie de Vincigliata comitatis Florentiae, loco dicto ala torre
That is, a house with tower, wall, garden, fields, well, and woods in the parish of St. Mary de Vincigliata in the county of Florence. So there was something fairly impressive here by 1335. However, our author (Alessandro Rinaldi) does not think that describes our house. He seems to think that whatever was there before was mostly swept away after 1365, when the property fell into the hands of the Alessandri family.

The Alessandri family were Florentine aristocrats, a wealthy clan that produced numerous senators and the like in the 1300s and 1400s. One of their town houses, the Palazzo Allessandri, still stands

and they once owned a famous piece of furniture, the Alessandri Table. They show up among the patrons of various Florentine artists, and Vassari says that one of their infants was the model for a famous baby Jesus. Anyway, they were rich and stylish.

Photo from a set posted by one of my favorite bloggers, Vertigo 1871

They were not, however, soldiers. Or knights. They were merchants. Of course like most rich merchants of that era they spent some of their profits buying land, both as a safe investment and by way of elbowing their way into the old aristocracy. And what did you, a merchant trying to pass as a nobleman, build on the country estate with the money you made in banking or trade? Why, a castle!

Like this one, described in a will of 1429 as "a Lordly palace with battlements and subterranean vaults, with an outer wall." Our man Rinaldi calls this new structure
an eloquent expression of the neo-feudal aspirations and mentality of the Florentine aristocracy of the 15th century.
It just tickles me that our nineteenth-century English romantic, full of neo-feudal aspirations, rebuilding a castle as a place to entertain and impress his friends, was following so closely in the footsteps of the fifteenth-century Alessandri, who were also building a sort of lark instead of a fortress.

And Donna Bianca? She was a young woman of the house who was loved by two brothers. Like a proper folk tale heroine, she chose to marry the younger. She was sitting at the tower window on her wedding morning, waiting for her betrothed to arrive, when she saw him coming down the road. Just before he reached the gate his older brother and two other men leaped from behind trees and killed him before her eyes. Of course, she leaped to her death.