Michael Kaplan wrote:
>Rafael Vinoly talked about his latest project in Tokyo, the Forum,
>built at a cost of $1.6BILLION! Wonder what the architect's fee is
>on a project of that size?
The architect's sole fee on a large project like this is rather small
because the major portion goes to a welter of consultants and
specialists that such a leviathan requires to assure that it does
collapse from pint-sized technical ability and management.
There have been articles on the Japanese army mobilized for the
showpiece campaign, and the profligate funding arranged to get
the prize hulk built and avidly publicized (recall the royal arrangements
for the world's world-class critics at the opening). And most of that
funding went to the Japanese who designed and built the giant, as
it did for the world's longest and infirmest air terminal.
Vignoly -- like most of the performative internationalists, from Bauhaus
to Johnson to Eisenman to Rogers to Hadid and beyond -- was well
paid for the gypsy role, but he, like they, hardly was the architect in
any serious way -- the Japanese, like all wise property investors, are
too smart to not keep things running smoothly behind the entertaining
veilists: too much serious money is at stake to let fickle designers tremble
with indecision.
But Koolhaus has written arfully about this complicitous global artifice,
and how to make a celebrity's mint rollover preening, writing PR-bricks and
gyrating for those hiring filmy scrims for gargantuan faux crystals. But, hey,
small ice compared to Prince Charles's crypto-monumentalism!
Gosh, what avid blind faith yenners were tutored and succored by
Princes Charles and Johnson and sent out from the City and the IAUS as
ambitious peddlers of PubliCity, eh? Reminds of imperious homiciding
Redcoats and guillotining Japanese and napalming Yankees breaking
bones and puddling blood and frying hide with culture-sanctioned
supremacist exactitude.
Still, for homeboy comedy, there's muddled Charlie Rose, he's a hoot,
ever groping for deep-mindedness, squirmingly sticking his specimens
with gargoyim pricks.
And Charlie's nightly fee? Pretty swell, right, Nic? And, surely, like
Vignoly's,
most of it well off the IRS-charts used to lower-bracket upward-yenners.
>Rafael Vinoly talked about his latest project in Tokyo, the Forum,
>built at a cost of $1.6BILLION! Wonder what the architect's fee is
>on a project of that size?
The architect's sole fee on a large project like this is rather small
because the major portion goes to a welter of consultants and
specialists that such a leviathan requires to assure that it does
collapse from pint-sized technical ability and management.
There have been articles on the Japanese army mobilized for the
showpiece campaign, and the profligate funding arranged to get
the prize hulk built and avidly publicized (recall the royal arrangements
for the world's world-class critics at the opening). And most of that
funding went to the Japanese who designed and built the giant, as
it did for the world's longest and infirmest air terminal.
Vignoly -- like most of the performative internationalists, from Bauhaus
to Johnson to Eisenman to Rogers to Hadid and beyond -- was well
paid for the gypsy role, but he, like they, hardly was the architect in
any serious way -- the Japanese, like all wise property investors, are
too smart to not keep things running smoothly behind the entertaining
veilists: too much serious money is at stake to let fickle designers tremble
with indecision.
But Koolhaus has written arfully about this complicitous global artifice,
and how to make a celebrity's mint rollover preening, writing PR-bricks and
gyrating for those hiring filmy scrims for gargantuan faux crystals. But, hey,
small ice compared to Prince Charles's crypto-monumentalism!
Gosh, what avid blind faith yenners were tutored and succored by
Princes Charles and Johnson and sent out from the City and the IAUS as
ambitious peddlers of PubliCity, eh? Reminds of imperious homiciding
Redcoats and guillotining Japanese and napalming Yankees breaking
bones and puddling blood and frying hide with culture-sanctioned
supremacist exactitude.
Still, for homeboy comedy, there's muddled Charlie Rose, he's a hoot,
ever groping for deep-mindedness, squirmingly sticking his specimens
with gargoyim pricks.
And Charlie's nightly fee? Pretty swell, right, Nic? And, surely, like
Vignoly's,
most of it well off the IRS-charts used to lower-bracket upward-yenners.