
We attended the Le Corbusier - The Art of Architecture show at the Barbican this weekend, and it was, for me at least, a very mixed bag. The show was extremely well curated, most Barbican show are. But what struck me, aside from the fact that his real name is Charles-Edouard Jeanneret, and that much of his furniture andwork involves a certain degree of mysticism and sexual kink, was that many of his buildings projected a cold feeling of isolation.
Not all, but many of his buildings feature concrete alcoves, obscure geometries, and other seemingly dead spaces. My wife assures me that my opinion would change if I were to view the spaces in person.

At the risk of sounding like a hippie, when I look at a space or building, I look at it from a point of view something like a flowing river. A space needs to flow for movement, sound, vision, and emotion to provide for diversity and an appropriate breadth of experience. From the exterior of many of Le Corbusier's buildings, I see inevitable eddie currents, where flow is impeded. My wife, Fiona and I, will be traveling to france to see the Tour de France this year, and hope to stop by some of Le Corbusier's works to have my mind changed.
Till Then.
-Daniel
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