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New York Architecture
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IAC / InterActiveCorp Offices |
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Frank Gehry |
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West 15th Street and Ninth Avenue
(the corner of Ninth Avenue and 15th Street) |
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2007 |
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Late
Modern
Deconstructivist |
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zinc and glass |
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Office Building |
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Frank Gehry’s offices for IAC/InterActiveCorp.
“In the past nine months New York has witnessed the unveiling of nearly
half a dozen major architectural landmarks,” says Nicolai Ouroussoff.
“Frank Gehry’s headquarters for IAC/InterActiveCorp along the West Side
Highway, Jean Nouvel’s luxury residential building in SoHo, Bernard
Tschumi’s Blue Building apartments on the Lower East Side and Renzo
Piano’s tower for The New York Times may not rank as these architects’
greatest works. But they are serious architecture nonetheless, in an
abundance the city hasn’t seen in decades.”
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NYT
By NICOLAI OUROUSSOFF
Published: December 23, 2007
LET’S take a minute to pat ourselves on the backs.
For decades I’ve been whining about how far New York has slipped behind
other world cities in the support of serious architecture. While Abu
Dhabi, Shanghai, Beijing and even Paris have been pushing the
boundaries, churning out one adventurous building after another, our
city was wallowing in a swamp of pseudohistoricism and corporate
mediocrity that — to skeptics like me, at least — threatened to
transform it into a dull theme park for the superrich.
But this year the city may finally have turned a corner. In the past
nine months alone New York has witnessed the unveiling of nearly half a
dozen major architectural landmarks. Frank Gehry’s headquarters for
IAC/InterActiveCorp along the West Side Highway, Jean Nouvel’s luxury
residential building in SoHo, Bernard Tschumi’s Blue Building apartments
on the Lower East Side and Renzo Piano’s tower for The New York Times
may not rank as these architects’ greatest works. But they are serious
architecture nonetheless, in an abundance the city hasn’t seen in
decades.
And they will soon be joined by some outright gems. Ground has been
broken on Mr. Gehry’s Beekman Tower, whose crinkly, titanium facade will
rise more than 70 stories over downtown; Mr. Nouvel’s 75-story luxury
tower next to the Museum of Modern Art in Midtown promises to be the
most mesmerizing addition to the skyline since the Chrysler Building in
1930.
What is more, this flowering was complemented by some architecture
exhibitions with provocative subject matter and fine scholarship,
defying the common wisdom that architecture’s popular appeal in
mainstream culture is somehow a sign of its growing superficiality. A
Gordon Matta-Clark retrospective at the Whitney Museum and “Piranesi as
Designer,” an elegant little show at the Cooper-Hewitt, showed that
architecture’s current obsession with deep psychological forces is part
of a historical continuum.
The Museum of Modern Art’s architecture and design department meanwhile
seems to have new energy now that Barry Bergdoll has taken over as chief
curator. In July it opened the hauntingly gorgeous “Lost Vanguard:
Soviet Modernist Architecture, 1922-32,” documenting the decay of
buildings from one of the most vibrant periods in 20th-century
architecture.
But the revelation of 2007 was “Robert Moses and the Modern City,”
staged concurrently at the Queens Museum of Art, the Museum of the City
of New York and the Miriam and Ira D. Wallach Art Gallery at Columbia
University. A complex portrait of the man who ruled New York’s urban
development for more than half a century, the show made a strong case
that Moses’ vast infrastructure and slum clearance projects were a
nuanced mix of good and bad, as opposed to the outright evil depicted in
other accounts. By invoking his legacy, the show raised pointed
questions about today’s planning strategies, especially the government’s
diminished role in shaping the public realm.
Like most fairy tales New York’s embrace of architecture has a dark
side. If many of these shows pointed up our rich architectural past,
they also served to remind us that the majority of today’s projects
serve the interests of a small elite. And this trend is not likely to
change any time soon. The slow death of the urban middle class, the rise
of architecture as a marketing tool, the overweening influence of
developers — all have helped to narrow architecture’s social reach just
as it begins to recapture the public imagination. From this perspective
the wave of gorgeous new buildings can be read as a mere cultural
diversion.
Additionally, New York is about to embark on a handful of vast
developments that could alter its character more than any projects since
the 1960s. Twenty-five million square feet of commercial space is
planned for Midtown. Madison Square Garden and the woeful Knicks may
relocate to the site of the James A. Farley Post Office building, which
was supposed to be a grand site for a new Penn Station. An enormous
expansion of the Columbia University campus into Harlem has enraged
local residents. And let’s not forget ground zero, a black hole of
political posturing, cynical real estate deals and outright stupidity.
To date, there is little sign that intelligent design will play a major
role in any of those projects. On the contrary, every revision heightens
our creeping awareness that when serious money is at stake, business
will be as usual.
But it’s the holidays. Cheer up. Drink some eggnog. There will be plenty
to worry about in the new year.
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Frank Gehry's IAC headquarters arouses either rapturous mooning or
fierce antipathy. Like with pregnant chicks, one is either
inappropriately attracted to its curvaceous body or horrified. But when
the IAC finally opened on Monday, only one man's opinion counted, that
of father, Barry Diller. As the LA Times reports, he did what all dads
do: Bitch about stuff.
"Today I'm walking in for the first time," he said. "Of course, all I
see is 'unfinished.' ...Around the corner, linen and flowers decorated a
long table below a much larger video wall—120 feet wide—showing scenes
of the High Line park being created atop 22 blocks of deserted elevated
train tracks in Lower Manhattan..."Is this what you're going to see when
the people come in?" Diller asked several technicians, gesturing at the
park-to-be images on the wall. "Why have you chosen to have the frames
so small? Make it big. OK? Soon after, by a bank of elevators, he had
another question, about the up-and-down buttons: "Why do we only have
these on one side?"
Later he upbraided the building for making him feel like shit and called
the frosted-glass edifice a "thoughtless little pig." —Josh
Frank Gehry Drops Anchor in New York
Gawker
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Gehry’s New York Debut: Subdued Tower of Light
By NICOLAI OUROUSSOFF
Published: March 22, 2007
In the year since the concrete frame of Frank Gehry’s first New York
building began to rise along the West Side Highway in Chelsea,
architecture fans have been quarrelling over its design. Are the
curvaceous glass forms of the IAC headquarters building, evoking the
crisp pleats of a skirt, a bold departure from Manhattan’s hard-edged
corporate towers? Or are they proof that Mr. Gehry’s radical days are
behind him?
Frank Gehry designed this Manhattan building, the home to Barry Diller’s
media and Internet business.
Well, both. Mr. Gehry is adding a much-needed touch of lightness to the
Manhattan skyline just as the city finally emerges from a period of
mourning. The IAC building, serving as world headquarters for Barry
Diller’s media and Internet empire, joins a growing list of new projects
that reflect how mainstream developers in the city are significantly
raising the creative stakes after decades of settling for bland,
soul-sapping office buildings.
Yet the building, which is not quite complete, also feels oddly tame.
For those who have followed Mr. Gehry’s creative career, these easy,
fluid forms are a marked departure from the complex, fragmented
structures of his youth. Rather than mining rich new creative territory,
Mr. Gehry, now 78, seems to be holding back.
The results — almost pristine by Mr. Gehry’s standards — suggest the
casual confidence of an aging virtuoso rather than the brash innovation
of a rowdy outsider.
New York has long been a frustrating place for Mr. Gehry. It has taken
him decades to land a major commission here, and now the IAC building
joins a string of high-profile towers, all part of an effort to
transform a noisy strip of the West Side Highway into a glamorous
waterfront promenade for the kind of wealthy socialites who once scorned
him. Three luxury high-rise apartment buildings by Richard Meier, with
tenants like Martha Stewart and Calvin Klein, are a 10-minute walk to
the south. A much-anticipated residential tower by the French architect
Jean Nouvel is beginning to rise just across West 19th Street.
Mr. Gehry’s structure, the most fanciful of these, looks best when
approached from a distance. Glimpsed between Chelsea’s weathered brick
buildings, its strangely chiseled forms reflect the surrounding sky, so
that its surfaces can seem to be dissolving. As you circle to the north,
however, its forms become more symmetrical and sharp-edged, evoking rows
of overlapping sails or knifelike pleats. Viewed from the south, the
forms appear more blocky. This constantly changing character imbues the
building’s exterior with an enigmatic beauty. And it reflects Mr.
Gehry’s subtle understanding of context. Rather than parodying the
architectural style of the surrounding buildings, he plays against them,
drawing them into a bigger urban composition. The sail-like curves of
the west facade seem to be braced against the roar of the passing cars.
The blockier forms in back lock the composition into the lower brick
buildings that extend to the east.
But far too many of the rough edges have been smoothed over. As a young
architect Mr. Gehry often said that he tried to capture the raw energy
of a construction site in his finished buildings; he was actually taking
aim at a complacent status quo. Forms collide, materials clash,
buildings tear open to reveal the crude steel structures beneath. Later
in his career, as the work became more surreal, sexual imagery performed
the same function: forms pull apart to suggest a hiked dress or gently
parting legs.
The lobby entries of the IAC headquarters are discreetly located on the
two side streets, giving the building’s main facade a smooth, uniform
appearance. Horizontal, fritted white bands line the windows, an oddly
decorative element meant to control the flow of light inside. The
windows’ prefabricated panels meet the ground abruptly, their aluminum
frames lining up end to end in a neat grid. They have neither the
compulsive precision of a Meier building nor the raw, exposed quality of
Mr. Gehry’s early work. Instead they look, well, tasteful.
This toned-down, more accessible approach continues into the lobby,
conceived as a public living room for the neighborhood. Its back wall is
dominated by an 118-foot-long video wall, which will project video art
or abstract color compositions. A sinuous maple bench snakes its way
around one end of the room. A staggered row of titled columns runs along
the zigzagging glass facade overlooking the highway, giving the room a
slight air of instability. The effect conjures up a luxurious fish tank,
a nice metaphor for our narcissistic era.
As you travel deeper into the building, what first seems tame becomes
more rigid. The floors that house the main corporate offices are
dominated by a two-story atrium that overlooks the roof of the Chelsea
Piers and the Hudson River, the kind of tough waterfront view from which
Mr. Gehry once drew his inspiration. But the room is bloodless. The
translucent glass partitions that surround the atrium are stiff and
flat. A curved staircase, clad in pretentious tigerwood with brushed
stainless steel handrails, looks imported from a Park Avenue office
building. It may qualify as the most blandly corporate space Mr. Gehry
has created.
Compare this with the service stairwell at the back of the building.
Made of rough exposed concrete, the 10-story staircase is pulled back
from the glass facade, creating a narrow, vertigo-inducing slot that
allows you to peer down into an outdoor courtyard. The staircase
overlooks a romantic, perfectly framed view of the Empire State
Building, but the clash of raw concrete, glass and aluminum has more in
sympathy with the surrounding rooftops: a clear indication of where Mr.
Gehry’s heart lies. It may be the most gorgeous service staircase
anywhere in New York. (It has now been painted various shades of yellow,
however, dulling the effect.)
But it is when you step onto the sixth-floor corporate terrace that you
glean what’s missing from the design. Leaning back against the rail, you
get your first close look at the glass cladding on the upper floors, at
a point where the building narrows. The faceted geometry here is more
extreme, the connections between the glass panels more awkward.
Joints don’t line up perfectly; corners look hurriedly patched together.
At certain points the unusual curvature of a window, created by the
building’s odd geometry, makes it impossible to span the opening with a
single piece of glass, and the additional mullion creates an odd,
patchwork pattern.
The effect bristles with energy, as if the building were beginning to
crack at the seams. It brings to mind early Gehry projects like the 1972
Ron Davis Studio in Malibu or the 1989 Vitra Design Museum in Weil am
Reim, Germany. Neither work is perfect, but their imperfections are
important. What you feel is someone struggling to make sense of
something he has yet to fully grasp — the incompleteness of the creative
struggle.
It is a reminder that Mr. Gehry’s courage as an architect has stemmed in
part from his distaste for perfection, for architectural purity — which
in his mind comes perilously close to oppression. His aim has been to
redeem the corners of the world that we often dismiss as crude, cheap
and ugly. He intuitively understood that what seems ugly now may be only
unfamiliar. If the ideas underlying a design are strong enough, its
beauty would eventually reveal itself.
The IAC building is elegant architecture. But it doesn’t make us rethink
who we are.
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