Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Guardamar del Segura, Week 1

I'm a couple weeks behind again, the internet is too unreliable and we've actually started doing a bit of work since week one.
Airports. YDL - BCN - ALC.
Long layover in Montreal after leaving from Dulles (IAD) in Washington DC. Worked on my Mr. Palomar essay on the plane ride. Even though it was only about 6 hours long, with the time change it was morning in Barcelona of the next day.
Nice wide open terminals but without an outlet in sight. Plenty of Spanish men with good-looking shoes though. Found Angela and Si waiting for the same plane as us to Alicante. We didn’t know what our professor looked like yet while waiting, but we were suspicious of some guy in line for the plane and kept eyeing him not-so-discreetly. Such creepers.
Canopies over the Alicante parking lot. Roof treatments, covering, screening – all important in such hot weather. Met with the other Cal students shortly after landing, good to see people after such a long trip. We really clogged up the airport entrance standing around with our luggage.
Passed by small farm houses in La Vega Baja on the way to Guardamar del Segura, which is about half an hour away from Alicante.
Provocative piece of art/billboard/graffiti.
Las Marinas, one of the biggest sub-urbanizations in Spain. Filled with high-rises, many empty because they are mainly vacation homes.
Urban decay in Guardamar.
Guardamar’s fabric is interesting because of the speculation and tourist business that is a major part of its economy. The traditional one story homes are juxtaposed with the tall rental apartments. People raze the old homes and build high to earn money through renting. Many expect their neighbors to do the same, so everyone else but the façade remains unfinished. Five-story-high blank walls stare down at aging homes.
The remains of the castle of Guardamar. On the highest point, the city used to be completely within its walls hundreds of years ago until an earthquake tore it down. The people used the ruins to build a new city at the base of the hill, leaving little of the castle behind. A cycle of ruin and renewal that continues today. This will be the site of our project.
View from the castle towards the city below.
Leaving the castle…
…to grab some beers.
“Fisherman’s Cottages” on the beach. Illegally built, but the myth is that they’re traditional homes of people that made their living from the sea. More likely the homes are just speculation and vacation rentals that stay empty most of the year.
They’re all quite beautiful and it reminds me a lot of Newport Beach, but the city is reclaiming the shoreline and as leases end the homes are being demolished.
Alex…making a point.
Aborted developments around Guardamar. Great formwork and spiral concrete staircase but the speculation bubble burst. Though zoned to be developed in the future, who will take on the extra cost of clearing a site to be redeveloped? The structures are scars and monuments to a time past and will probably remain so.
Flamingos in the salt ponds. (For Tiffany)
Las Salinas. Another large part of the economy in the area is salt mining because of the Mediterranean. (The seawater is so salty it’s almost unbearable while swimming.) Supposedly the salt from the was used to fund Columbus’ expedition to the New World.
The mercadillo that is the subject of our initial study. It reminds of me a lot of the swap meet back home but so much more rich. The mix of locals buying their produce and tourists viewing the spectacle is an interesting dynamic. It is a ritual critical to the city and life rather than just a commercial logic.

Interesting juxtapositions of abandoned sites and the street displays.
Layering on the facades of boarded up homes with merchandise and new facades of shops.
I really loved the accumulation of street furniture for display. The ephemeral – temporal quality of all this stuff that shows up for a morning and disappears by the afternoon.
We took a tour to a couple local cities, one of which was Torrevieja. The development there is a little out of control, catering too much to tourism and allowing itself to be overbuilt into a sprawling tourist center. Guardamar has a very different feel and is more controlled, it feels more cozy and homey. Yet it is clearly in danger of becoming something like Torrevieja because growth does need to occur for the city to survive. The challenge is to maintain its character but it seems the city has little interesting in preserving its older parts of the city. A guest from the town hall showed us that the entire center is zoned to be developed up to 4-5 stories of density. It would be a shame to lose the cadence that exists of the apartment high rises and the single story traditional homes.
Torrevieja.
Manchego cheese – a Spanish staple. We were to diagram its lineage and the qualities of the cheese, but first must come the experience of tasting it. So delicious. I love how Alex is cutting the block of cheese with an Olfa knife – doing it as architects do.
So this is our studio space.
Shots of the apartment. It’s pretty nice but I seriously do miss my apartment in Berkeley, especially having all my own things and everything organized. Yes, very OCD.
Initial diagramming assignment.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Rockville, MD

I finally got the patience to upload some pictures, although these are super late. It's week 3 of Guardamar and I'm posting the pictures from DC. Also, these uploaded in reverse order. Oh well.
Gretchen likes belly rubs. One day she was digging through the trash and smelled like bologna afterwards. Gretchen sounds like a pig.
John Russell Pope's National Gallery of Art.
Smithsonian Air and Space Museum! Definitely cool.
I like this.
Jen discovered the Hirshhorn Gallery which has contemporary art, but we got there fifteen minutes before closing. We did a speed run through the museum which was sort of successful.
So when we got out of the Metro..."What is this place?! It looks like the Unité!"
"OMG IT'S HUD." (Department of Housing and Urban Development)
The National Building Museum is super posh inside. The exhibits are small but that's nice. There were a bunch of great looking sketches of houses and an exhibit on parking garages. The parking architecture was a lot more interesting than it sounds.

Vietnam Memorial
Korean War Memorial - I really liked how the figures were spread out in the space.
Good 'ol Lincoln.
Papa Lincoln


World War Two Memorial

Stars on the WWII Memorial.
Duck. (for Tiffany)

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

El sol

Officially in Guardamar de Segura since yesterday. Such a beautiful and interesting place. The internet situation is pretty bad, none of the apartments have a working connection and our studio space doesn´t have furniture at all either. Pictures and more will come as soon as I can get connected somewhere besides these internet cafes. I am alive though.

Every day I´m here I´ll be beet red from either the sun, the wine, or both.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

No creatures in the closet please.

It should be 11pm right now but my clock is telling me it's 2am. It's reading eastern daylight time but my body is running on PDT. I flew into Dulles Airport this afternoon, catching the 7am out of Los Angeles. The last time I was at LAX security was a mess so I figured I would show up an hour and a half early. It took all of 5 minutes to get through through today. Didn't want to pay in blood for an airport breakfast so I slept most of the way. Getting rest was nice but I wish I had been conscious flying over the Appalachians. The cloudscape was amazing when I finally opened the window, and seeing plots of green as we approached for landing was a welcome replacement for the industrial parks and warehouses of ONT. Seeing IAD, the first thought that ran through my mind: Die Hard 2. Yippee ki-yay. Coming off the plane, the humidity hit me and weighed down like a gorilla on my shoulders. Yes sister, I should invest in khaki shorts. Finally got to Jen's around 5pm local time and we went out to walk Gretchen. Had dinner and met up with Mr. Palomar at Barnes & Noble before watching The Rock. "I'll take pleasure in guttin' you, boy."

Here's a few pictures from last Sunday's adventure in LA, when my sister, Alf, and I visited the three MOCAs, including the Learning From Las Vegas exhibit, and Angel's Knoll. The streetlights are actually at the LACMA but we drove by.
I felt like the CalTrans building fit the area much better than SF's Federal Building. Yeah there's no plaza but it's also not across the street from Greek columns.

Saturday, May 29, 2010

Mic check 1 2 3

It's Memorial Day weekend and my last at home before leaving for my summer travel study. I've clearly been MIA with the end of the semester and relaxing at home but I don't think too many people follow me here anyway. Hopefully while I'm away I can post more regularly to keep my family updated on what I'm doing out in Guardamar and share some of the sights. I'm packed for the most part and disappointed I forgot to bring back a few things from Berkeley like extra sandals, maybe some slacks, etc. A few more things need to be done before I leave Wednesday like moving some files around, printing out information, and an essay on this book:
It's made up of a bunch of deceptively short vignettes (totaling less than 130 pages) that I find fascinating for Calvino's ideas about perception and making meaning. Maybe I'm reading too in-depth for this short assignment (why am I only on page 40) but I'm enjoying it. You have to love the very-appropriate Albrecht Dürer illustration of a perspective machine on the cover. The structure of the book has got me thinking of Hindu and Buddhist mandalas, particularly this one. Mandalas in general graphically organize the universe into specific geometries like a square, and the Vastu mandala most directly relates to architecture. We definitely saw this in architecture history class and talked about how it influenced temple design.
I'm curious to see how others are reading the book and how our instructor will be incorporating it into our work. All right, that's just a little bit for today...more to come later.

Friday, April 2, 2010

Is there no medium

I realize I have this internal polarization where on one hand I absolutely love everything and on the other I hate it all. I don't mean emotionally but in critique of society. Between hope, wonder, and ambition to cynicism and misanthropy. I don't know where this is going.