There was once a steady and dignified profession, one that combined skill and competence in technology with an artistic sensibility.
Its practitioners underwent an extensive and intense training and I am almost sure that at that time, people thought it was the hippest profession possible.
I am of course talking about sixteenth century gunsmiths.
I once stumbled across a sentence by Vittorio Gregotti where he hoped that architects would not be future unemployed, like the gunsmiths of the past that have now become redundant. And it dawned on me: architecture will one-day end, either killed by a golden bullet of an invention, or slowly teared apart by its neighbors and family. Perhaps everything will turn into architecture?
Maybe we will be left with a rich iconography, but with nothing else to show for it.
Weapons did not disappear as much as inhabitation won’t either (at least for a few billion years), what disappeared was a profession that was based in giving meaning and cultural significance to a very basic (from “essential”, not “simple”) object: a gun.
The same applies to architecture: architecture is not building; it is meaning given to the act of building. Mark Wigley said it well when he stated that architects are the only people that don’t know what a building is.
So what can you expect from this blog? Everything that is architecture and that is not built. Complicated? Come by often and it will become clearer.