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| Upon a Wall |
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| The City Sits |
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| To Bridge Between Nature |
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| And the Architecture Within |
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| To Collect |
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| To Escape |
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The City of Stone lives upon a
micro pedestal looking down beneath the depth of the forests. Luxembourg
surely captivated its audience by the sheer loveliness of tiers and
towers. The city sits delicately within
gardens, trees and the greater
landscape.
I find the subtle architecture to be immaculately powerful. Designing a
building to let the entire surrounding lands, the people and the paths
intermingle and present the whole as something to aspire towards. There
is a blatant disregard for pure decoration but rather letting nature
transcend the the architecture. In our post-modern society we have
learned to design a standard building that may
plop any place. This sort is lukewarm. This typology is meaningless and empty.
Architecture requests the site be perfect as much as the building itself. Mise-en-scène.
Everything in totality. The experience is supernatural and organic. Of
course I am in love with the organic nature of architecture and
landscaping, so Luxembourg was a great place to view. Entirely shaped
around the cliffs, the architecture naturally clings to. The paths roll
up and down like ships in the ocean. The river twists and turns under
gorgeous Roman bridges and under castle towers. The city is romantic and
unadulterated. The city is very clean. I believe it to be the largest
gated community in existence. A true delight to view in person.
The
obtuse interest I have in the city though is the livability aspect. It
is of course an antique. But adventuring through the remains of old
battle scared buildings, I find homes with real residencies. They live,
work and play in this interesting area. The city seems worn with use as
well. It is not polished and treasured as an object in a glass case but
rather a favorite gardening shovel. The city is alive and well.
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