Wednesday 3 June 2015

O’Donnell + Tuomey Interview

Published Architecture NZ NO.3 2015

O’Donnell + Tuomey gave a stellar presentation at in:situ and I was bestowed the honor of a brief-but-informal  conversation with practice instigators, directors and partners in the sublime, Sheila and John.
 The pair are the recipients of a recent Royal Institute of British Architects Gold Medal, an award that is not just given for one project but a body of work – an ‘accumulation’ – where the sum of each individual project creates a whole of greater value, represented eloquently in the practice-generated hybrid drawing ‘composite functions, compatible plans connected’, seen in Space for Architecture: the Work of O’Donnell+Tuomey, the firm’s recently published monograph.
Each project is an opportunity for the practice to explore ideas across project scale and typology, to render them at different scales and levels of resolution. It is as if the practice is consumed by one continuous project, creating space for architecture “when there is never enough time.” 
‘Space for Architecture’ was also the title of their conference presentation, elaborated on by the pair as “a slow, continuous and un-folding business. On the one hand, architecture isn’t clearly defined – it has its own rules and its inherent logic – but it’s so complex and is so much a part of life and living that it’s influenced by and accommodates and maybe even contains many other aspects of human creativity and ingenuity. We think it extends beyond itself in a number of ways.”
These intelligent and considered conversationalists speak with a slight musicality, as is the Dublin tradition. Tuomey is provoking in his lyrical tone: “Even if architecture didn’t exist, there still would be architecture as an area of study.”
The couple’s practice of 25 years is a rags to riches story of sorts. Determination, passion, talent, a little bit of luck – as are all success stories – hard work and, in the end, there is no mincing words when these two place a building on site.
“When we came back to Dublin after five or six years (of education) in London, we thought we might build small-scale, socially-useful civic buildings in Irish towns,” says O’Donnell. But “as we left London, a good friend told us half-jokingly, ‘Go back and change the face of Irish architecture’ and we, half-jokingly, had, out of this, a kind-of idealistic dream. We were inspired by the idea that architecture could have a role in defining society and we came back to Ireland to find ourselves in a society undergoing great cultural and social change.”
Their youth-fuelled mission to rediscover Irish architecture and, by extension, a quest for post-colonial architectural identity is explained: “On consideration, when you go in search of something, it is often not the focus of your search that you find but something else… In the end, that search, we realised, perhaps, not an architecture of Ireland but an architecture of place not style. A way of thinking about architecture and place.”
O’Donnell+Tuomey’s architecture isn’t interested in a style nor, perhaps, does it claim to be of any nation. It is a process that discovers a place through rigorous investigation – “close noticing”, that focuses the essence of place, an attention on specifics, of site – be it a view or an urban or social or environmental condition. A result of immersion and analysis. “In that sense, the conference theme of in:situ is vital to our practice,” they state. A site becomes more about itself after an intervention than before, through an uncovering or discovering and revealing of what was there all along, as if through lifting a veil an architecture is quietly revealed.
When the couple arrived in Dublin, it was economically depressed wth no building happening, so their attention was focused on how they might contribute to the positive development of their city. “It was unpaid work, we were teaching and making proposals about the city. Political activism and interactions in that community lead us to our first clients,” they explain.  “There was no work for young architects but there was plenty to think about... While we were busy redesigning the city...we learned to think strategically and experientially at the same time. We realised that a house needs an urban strategy and a city block needs intimate space. But you have to make the work you believe in and you have to stick with it.”
 Toumey explains that they would like to see more relevance brought back to the profession, explaining their version of a future perfect: “I would like architects to be like the doctor who announces his presence when a crowd is gathered around an injured person. I want people to be genuinely relieved when a crowd gathers to discuss a design issue and someone announces they are an architect.”  

Selling out

Selling out - architecture as product and a salty sea breeze – a provocation.

Published Architecture NZ No.3 2015

"Any architect should be radical by nature because it is not enough for him to begin where others have left off." (Edgar Kaufmann and Ben Raeburn, Frank Lloyd Wright: Writings and Buildings. New York, Meridian Books, 1974, p. 234)


On a recent excursion to a coastal subdivision North-West of Auckland I was struck not only by the thickness of the hot summer air, the smile of the sales lady and the intensity of construction activity but also by the preponderance of a phrase not often referenced in architectural circles, ‘selling out’

What on earth, I thought, is that red-hot bold faced sign referring to? The most obvious reference maybe to a supply that demand has outstripped, but perhaps something deeper was lurking behind the surface of the brick veneer and home star rated product neatly organized within such a high amenity landscape.

Of course one can’t ignore the salespersons plea, “it’s selling out” with the implications there may not be any left if you don’t give a deposit promptly.  Auckland real estate is a high risk game where a moments indecision may cost dearly. Buy now for it will sell out.

Wait I thought, it can’t be architecture the sign is referring to, Architecture is surely not selling out.  To sell out implies compromised integrity, morality and or authenticity for personal or financial gain. This is exactly the time in human history architecture needs to reach deeply and summon all its strength in order to stand up to the challenges facing humanity. This is not the time to be selling out.  None of my heroes sold out.  Bat man never made a deal with the penguin.

So if Auckland’s answer to the housing crisis is selling out, or placing the consumer under the threat of the imminence of selling out, while disguising the ugliness of high margin development in a cloak of sustainability and social good it’s a selling out that’s OK leaning on a crutch of affordability, lead by developers squeezed by political negotiations, the shake of a hand, a welcome home loan, a 50 sqm house, affordability based on a square meter rate dictating shrinkage in scale as a means to maintain margins in all other calculations. If developers can’t budge on margins and land and building costs are a given, something has to give, and it’s either going to have to be size of land, and or building, or both. Higher density product becomes higher density profit?

In a world where revolutionaries are sold as icons of global capitalism the Che T-shirt case in point.  Are we so surprised at the commoditization of the basic elements of human survival? Housing, food, water, air it is all on the table for sale to the highest bidder. It is all selling out as quick we can stock the shelves. Consumption is consuming us.

I’m probably just having another midlife crisis and should take those selling out signs at face value and accept the rush to debt and smaller more economical better for you homes in a nicer better for you street where urban design principles are obvious and nature is accessible to all the milk powder raised babies, I saw it on TV.

In a world where the Ad guys spoon feed us product from our pharmaceuticals to our homes, where life styles are more often than not only dreamed of but the goad to upgrade is relentless, where PR and spin is the news at the end of the day, should we be at all surprised that architecture may have had a dying request to fulfill, help us sell out, please. The architects are left questioning once again where their service provision might fit in an ecosystem driven by celebrity, luxury goods and capital gain. With out the catalyst of public funding, or conscience, there is no social agenda left in NZ architecture nee society.

Interestingly a squeeze on the Waitemata harbor may cause architects to step out on the weekend in anger and assume a political agenda to save our city from the encroachment of global economics. Too late? Batman is already having lunch with the Penguin.

A possible scenario develops – the developer donates to the architects retirement fund and a cultural folly is commissioned on newly reclaimed land. A Herzog & de Meuron-inspired car park is included in the vision statement, along with ongoing support of architects’ yacht racing. All the cranes are painted pink, Champagne corks pop and the previous concerns are washed down with canapés. Don’t take it all so seriously, it is just architecture, its only a city.  50 years is a blink of an eye. We'll try and do it better next time around. All tickets to ports of Auckland inaugural architecture dinner selling out. And so it goes.  Is selling out just par for the cause ? Salespersonship certainly is, under the hammer, sold to the highest bidder.


In a culture intent on selling and conversely buying is an architecture that sells out the greatest endorsement of product and design catering to what the market wants?
In a culture where housing – the most basic of human needs – is primarily considered as product, and where scale and form are driven by developer preconceptions and market forces, the end-product itself becomes an indictment of society and its own democratic processes. We are what we build. 

Perhaps we should concoct an architecture that in its brilliance doesn’t sell out, that  is the last bastion of a free market, last man standing, the ugliest house on the worst street an architecture that doesn’t sell that doesn’t fit any predetermined spread sheet or idea, that challenges aesthetics, that slowly ripens and is consumed in the same manner , slowly.  An antithetical architecture that leaves real estate agents confused and developers flummoxed. The number of bedrooms changes daily, garaging cannot be quantified, there is no media room, all generic descriptions and methodologies for measuring value are irrelevant. It is driven by a relentless pursuit of an ideal society not a developers idea of what sells.  Architecture is not interested in what sells only in what feels authentic and touches us deeply. A product is grounded in the realities of our place, technological and economic, finding innovation where ever it can. The house that offers shelter as cave, warmth as fire, security as a hill top.  An architecture driven by creativity and innovation, not market, one that connects with the primeval and the universal.   The house is my country writ small.  It is no surprise then that  selling out sign is so pervasive.


We are having a garage sale next weekend. Hoping to sell out. Come grab a bargain.